Quick Transmigration: The Concubine

Chapter 117
He tore at his clothes, took off his coat, looked at Shen Qingning with a complicated expression, the dim light in his eyes flickered, he didn't know what he was thinking?
He didn't come back to his senses until there was a knock on the door.

"Sir, madam, your meals are ready." The waiter's voice came from outside.

Li Beisu turned around and opened the door, took the food in her hand directly, "This is enough, thank you." At the same time, the door was closed by him.

It looked like he was closing the door hard, but barely made a sound.

He put the food on the table, and his eyes fell on the woman who was wrapped up in a ball on the bed. When he walked to the bed, he raised his hand, paused, and finally put it down, and then went to eat by himself.

After eating, he rubbed his head. He has been busy with a lot of things today, and it is impossible to say that he is not tired.

He just looked at Shen Qingning, who was sleeping soundly, and sighed helplessly. In the end, he had no choice but to lie on the sofa and sleep.

Although Li Beisu is 25 years old, he doesn't know anything about relationships and has never dealt with women, so he is extremely innocent in matters of men and women.

This is also where he feels helpless towards Shen Qingning.

He was lying on the sofa without much sleepiness, and from time to time he cast his eyes on the woman on the bed, thinking about what happened recently.

Isn't this woman afraid that he will take her life while she is asleep?
After an unknown amount of time, he fell asleep in a daze.

The spring night was still a bit cold, Shen Qingning woke up once in the middle of the night, and covered Li Beisu with a quilt, moving very lightly, for fear of waking him up.

Because it was too dark, she didn't notice that the man's closed eyes trembled slightly, but she didn't break free.

It was at this time that the woman's complexion suddenly turned cold, and a barrier formed around Li Beisu's body between her raised hands, tightly protecting him inside.

It was already cold in the room, and it was even colder at this moment. Shen Qingning frowned, her expression a little dignified.

In the next second, an extra yellow talisman appeared on her fingertip, she raised her hand and bit it, squeezed out a drop of blood onto the yellow talisman, and then she looked around vigilantly.

There was a gust of dark wind blowing through her hair, Shen Qingning's eyebrows and eyes moved, and then a figure flew out, and she threw out the yellow talisman in her hand!

The yellow talisman glowed blood-red, she murmured something, and let out a soft drink. "break!"

The yellow talisman shattered in an instant, almost turning into a sky full of confetti.In an instant, it filled the whole room!
At the same time, a person appeared five meters away from her.

To be precise, she is not human!But a ghost!
It was a man with a livid face and blood from his seven orifices!Those eyes are protruding, as if they will fall out in the next second!The bright red tongue hangs down from the chin, it is as long as twenty centimeters!
A gulp of blood spewed out of his mouth, and he even made an unnatural struggling sound!

He turned out to be a Qing Dynasty ghost!And it's still a hanged ghost!It looks like it has a hundred years of cultivation!

The most important thing is that ghosts who died tragically like this had great resentment during their lifetime, otherwise they wouldn't have stayed here for a whole hundred years after death!
This is not the point, the point is that he has loose long hair, is dressed in a Qing Dynasty costume, and has bright red strangle marks on his neck, making him look extremely terrifying!
Shen Qingning was startled, and subconsciously took two steps back.

She knew in her heart that unless she used spells for such a ghost, with her current experience, she would definitely not be able to deal with him!

(End of this chapter)