Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 592 I hurt people, but what can you do to me?

"Feng family chief, no matter who the person is, Lao Sheng wants to ask who is Xiyue's wrist broken, the cursed and inextricable dagger in her chest, is it the girl who did it, and you? What does Jia Jinxuan mean? Does he know he has a marriage contract, or does he know that he should keep a distance from any woman except Xiyue? The Feng family and Duanmu family have been married for a hundred years and have never broken. Does he want to rebel! "

Angrily, Duanmu Fengqi, the mistress of the Duanmu family, swept down the tea cup on the round table with the faucet crutch in her hand in front of Feng Xuanqing.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the entire Presbyterian Hall was solemnly depressed.

People dare not come out.

"I broke the man's wrist, why?"

Ji Ruchen, wearing a flowered shirt, half-covered his mouth and laughed again and again. The ridiculousness did not reach the bottom of his eyes. He was immersed in the cold and coquettish. His charming eyes were silky. He raised his hands and feet to the extreme, seeing no one sitting there. The place swayed three times, sitting on it extremely arrogantly.

Then he cocked Lanhua's fingers, fiddled with the gem ring between his fingers, and then looked at Duanmu Fengqi provocatively.

"I can be your ancestor now. Just break her wrist and teach her how to be a human being. What can you do to me? Is it a thousand cuts, or makes me worse than life? Don’t say I don’t put you in your eyes. , This is what she deserves, only to blame herself for being too rampant, not knowing that there are people outside the world, there is a heaven outside, and taking herself too seriously, who is to blame?"

When Ji Ruchen spoke, except Feng Xuanqing, he hadn't seen anyone.

When he finished speaking, he picked up the tea cup that Feng Xuanqing had drunk, opened the lid, and smiled at Feng Xuanqing with an extremely charming smile, "Let me have a drink, I'm thirsty."

"Please." Feng Xuanqing nodded slightly, with an indifferent expression, replied.

Ji Yuno didn't want to bully others, and didn't think he was a yin and yang official. He stayed in Miyajiyu's arms, looked at Feng Xuanqing, spoke softly and was very polite.

"Grandpa Feng?" After a pause, he looked at Feng Xuanqing's extremely handsome face and changed his words. "Forget it, I'll call the patriarch, patriarch, you don’t have to take my identity as the Yin and Yang officer too much in mind. The elders are respected, I am a junior, I should respect, I will naturally respect, we are not unreasonable people."

Ji Yunai slightly nodded towards Feng Xuanqing in order to show respect, neither holding it up nor inferior to others.

"The trespassing in Wuling is just to find someone I love. We didn't want to cause trouble. If it caused trouble to the Feng family, I would like to apologize to you first."

"Not so much."

Feng Xuanqing replied, his admiration and surprise for Ji Yuno could not be concealed in his eyes.

"But I still have to admit that this old lady inserted Duanmu Xiyue's body and couldn't pull out the big dagger. It is my masterpiece. And I don't intend to apologize. Not only will I not apologize, I will still say that. Duanmu Xiyue came to beg A Luo by herself. If A Luo nodded, I would take out the dagger for her. If A Luo is unwilling, then her life and death have nothing to do with me. I also said that, I hurt the person. , But what can you do to me?"

Never be weak when it's time to be hard.

But the fact is indeed the case, no matter how powerful this Feng Family and Duan Mu Family are.

What can they do with her?

Not to mention her special status as a Yin-Yang official, no one dared to move.

Ji Ruchen, a thousand-year-old rice dumpling with extraordinary attainments and spiritual power that has entered the realm of heaven, could not deal with them. A Liuyun who hid his spiritual power and entered the realm of heaven, raging and killing and decisive, they could not deal with...

For a moment, Yuno really wanted to ask the angry old lady.

What can you do with us?

"Also, Loli is ours. Who dares to touch her finger and make her shed a tear, I am sure that she will not see the sun tomorrow."

Ji Ruchen sat lazily in the upper seat, drinking tea slowly, warning everyone.

And even though Ji Yunao and Ji Ruchen have enough capital to arrogantly end.

But this does not mean that the Duanmu family can really let them provoke for no reason.

The Duanmu family has studied gu poison, witchcraft, and hidden weapons for thousands of years. Among them, the superb black witchcraft has the ability to resist rituals in the same way as the Feng family's psychic art.

Obviously, Ji Ruchen and Ji Yuno angered Duanmu Fengqi, an extremely evil looking old lady.

In the blink of an eye, the old lady suddenly raised the golden dragon head cane in her hand, and slammed the dragon head cane to the ground with terrible momentum.

Suddenly, the ground was torn apart, the wind and clouds outside the elder's hall changed, and the wind was strong. Within a few minutes, it was still sunny in September, but suddenly it covered the sky and lost the sun.

From the old lady of the Duanmu family's leading crutches, countless black mists suddenly flowed out. These black mists gathered more and more, and immediately flooded the entire elder hall.

Then, countless venomous snakes and venomous scorpions with strangely large bodies began to merge from all directions and crawled into the elder's hall. Each of these venomous snakes had a bowl with a thick mouth, and the scorpion was even bigger than a palm.

They surrounded the people in the Presbyterian Church, and many young children began to panic when they saw it.

Ji Ruchen and Ji Yuno even dismissed this kind of trick.

Don’t you just summon some very poisonous poison to scare them?

There is nothing to fear.

But next.

The black mist that overflowed with the old lady's crutches became thicker and thicker.

The temperature of the whole elder's hall suddenly became extremely cold.

The six bodies were surrounded by black mist, and looked like evil spirits and demons. The evil and dark dead spirits rushed into the elder hall, and then Qi Yuno and Ji Ruchen surrounded it.

These six dead spirits were filled with rotten stench, and their eyes were scarlet, like demons.

Ji Yuno had never seen a dead spirit in this form.

These things are not ghosts, but already have entities visible to the naked eye, and their entire bodies are full of terrifying breath from the abyss of hell, as if they can tear people into pieces with one bite.

When I was wondering what kind of spell it was.

A Luo, who hadn't said a word for a long time, suddenly climbed up to the altar, holding a delicate small dagger in his hand, pointing at Duanmu Fengqi, and smiling contemptuously: "Isn't it the necromancy in the dark magic? Six little ghosts over five hundred years old are at your disposal. Who are you scaring?"

At the end of the words, A Luo smiled mysteriously, and her little milky hands quickly formed knots that Yuno had never seen before. As the pink aura was flowing, the ground suddenly trembled like an earthquake.

In the blink of an eye, everyone looked at A Luo behind.

Three giant undead spirits, almost as high as the beams of the room, were so angry that they stared in anger, looking at everyone in the elder hall fiercely.

A Luo sat down cynically on the altar table, raised her legs, dangling, and proudly compared the three giant undead behind her with her thumb.

"You six hundred-year-old brats, I have three thousand-year-old ghosts, old lady, who is better than trying?"

Yuno was stunned.

She always thought that A Luo was a psychic master, but she didn't know that she had hidden deeply, and even hid such a powerful thing, what is this? Witchcraft?

(End of this chapter)