Fortune-telling and ghost-catching are too cruel, I’m being targeted by the country

The slap marks on Fu Mo'er's face were clearly visible.

She covered her face and stared at Fu Jiuqing in disbelief.

"Are you crazy! How dare you hit me?!"

When dealing with arrogant and rude people, no matter how much nonsense you say, it is better to take action.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!!"

Looking at Fu Mo'er's fire-breathing eyes, Fu Jiuqing slapped her twice more.

The well-maintained face suddenly became swollen.

Fu Mo'er's face was hit sideways, and a trace of bright blood seeped out from the corner of her lips.

Fu Jiuqing was satisfied, and a clear smile appeared in his charming eyes.

Being a human being for the first time, she neither liked to suffer losses nor to be disobeyed.

Fu Mo'er happened to have both.

Fu Jiuqing's cold and proud eyes looked down at Fu Mo'er, as if looking at a dead thing.

She shook her numb hand, her red lips curved in pleasure, and she spoke calmly.

"It was you who hit."

Because of his anger just now, Fu Jiuqing's body was filled with a thick, cold air that could not be seen with the naked eye.

The scornful aura exuded from her body was more oppressive than Fu Mo'er's arrogance and domineering.

Fu Mo'er covered her face in pain and stabbed Fu Jiuqing with murderous eyes, wishing to tear her alive.

She didn't understand that someone who had always been weak and easy to bully dared to attack her after taking the wrong medicine today.

When Fu Jiuqing heard Fu Jiuqing's scornful tone, he was so angry that he trembled all over.

She yelled at the bodyguard outside the door: "Everyone, get out of here!"

The closed door was pushed open, and several strong men in black rushed in with chaotic steps.

Fu Mo'er had a ferocious face and said harsh words to Fu Jiuqing.

"Trash! You are dead today!"

Fu Jiuqing didn't pay attention to her at all, and glanced at the bodyguard who broke into the house with a neutral gaze.

When she saw these familiar faces, her expression changed suddenly.

Miscellaneous memory fragments flashed through his mind, and he cried constantly, full of depression, pain, and despair.

The overwhelming emotion of grief almost overwhelmed Fu Jiuqing.

Those memory scenes are the experience of the bodyguards beating the original body in a group under Fu Moer's instructions.

He was a pitiful little boy. His biological mother died tragically when he was five years old, and his biological father was cold-blooded and ruthless.

Before his wife's body was still cold, the head of the Fu family couldn't wait to marry Fu Mo'er's mother, and brought in a pair of illegitimate siblings.

It can be seen that this so-called father is not a good person. He has already formed a new family outside.

For more than ten years, my biological father has been a bad person, and my stepmother has bullied her unscrupulously.

As a descendant of a family of ghost masters, the original body was unable to capture even the most basic ghost energy.

Her vulgarity is a shame to the Fu family.

He was often ridiculed and ridiculed by his tribe, and was followed by contempt and humiliation.

When her biological mother was still alive, an engagement she made for her was also broken off.

That's all, the most hateful thing is the original father.

After the head of the Fu family learned that the prince of the imperial capital suddenly contracted a serious illness and was about to die soon, he hurriedly sent him to the Qin family to celebrate.

It’s also called, euphemistically, waste utilization.

The Qin family occupies the top of China's rich list, is the head of the top families in the imperial capital, and is the representative of the powerful.

The wealth and power this family possesses cannot be compared to the support of the family.

Qin Baichen is the heir to the Qin family and is known as a financial giant in the Chinese business world.

He has a powerful background and an unattainable status. He is a veritable prince of the imperial capital.

So many ladies from aristocratic families wanted to marry him.

This prince seems to be too ascetic, not close to women at all, and is still single even at the age of three.

Such a good marriage, if Qin Baichen was not about to die, it would never have been his turn.

No, it was her who helped Jiuqing.

Now that the original body has given up this skin, Hades will arrange her follow-up affairs.

Now that she is supporting Jiuqing, she is helping the eldest lady!

The prince, who was haunted by a strong ghost spirit, had less than two days left to live.

Fu Jiuqing frowned and thought. She was on vacation and met Qin Baichen, a dying man.

Should she send the other person away in person, or pat her butt and walk away.

Fu Jiuqing's indifferent attitude completely angered Fu Mo'er, who screamed angrily at the bodyguard.

"Whatever you are doing standing around, do it for me!"

The bodyguards standing behind Fu Mo'er quickly surrounded Fu Jiuqing.

Because they have obeyed too many similar orders, their movements are so skilled that it makes people feel angry.

Fu Jiuqing's cold eyes swept over everyone, and the fingers hanging by his sides were slightly raised, evoking the gloomy ghostly atmosphere that filled the room.

Wisps of ghostly energy were swimming in the void like thin snakes.

In the blink of an eye, a black mist surrounded Fu Jiuqing's fingertips.

When the bodyguard was about to take action, Fu Moer didn't wait for Fu Jiuqing to beg for mercy, which made her feel that something was wrong.

She stared at the expressionless Fu Jiuqing, sneered through gritted teeth, and handed her the steps to perform in embarrassment.

"Trash! As long as you behave and kowtow to me a few times, I will spare you."

She has played this kind of game a lot in the past, and most of the time she succeeds.

In order to liven up the atmosphere, it was common for many people to bully Fu Jiuqing together.

She was used to bullying Jiuqing to vent her negative emotions.

Fu Mo'er didn't know that the person standing in front of her at this moment had already changed his core.

And she is about to be in disaster.

Fu Jiuqing is now in a mortal body, with very little divine power remaining in his body.

Fortunately, her soul and body had completely merged and opened the blocked spiritual orifice in her body.

Once her spiritual orifice is opened, she can control ghost energy, and the evil spirit will become a sharp blade in her hand.

After Fu Jiuqing collected the ghost energy in the house, he stabbed Fu Mo'er with his sharp eye knife.

"Begging for mercy?" She smiled contemptuously, looking proud: "Are you worthy?"

The suffocating pressure that came out of Fu Jiuqing's body quickly spread throughout the room.

Fu Mo'er was shocked to realize that the person who used to be weak-tempered was now tough.

It was as if he had something to rely on and suddenly changed into a different person.

She thought that Fu Jiuqing's change was because she married Qin Baichen and believed that the Qin family would support her.

Recalling that in the wedding banquet hall downstairs, the third branch of the Qin family had a warm conversation with her father, Fu Mo'er gloated in his heart.

If it weren't for the help of the people from the third room, she wouldn't have successfully reached the wedding room upstairs in the heavily guarded Qin family.

It can be seen what kind of strength Sanfang has penetrated into the main house.

Once Qin Baichen dies, the Qin family will inevitably change.

The third room is the most advantageous, and they will not look down upon those who fail to get married.

Fu Jiuqing is destined to be just an abandoned child!

Fu Mo'er raised his chin and ordered to the bodyguard: "Fuck him! Beat him until he is convinced!"

The bodyguard quickly stepped forward, and the cool ghostly aura on Fu Jiuqing's fingertips was like a black sword aura, stabbing towards them quickly.

The ghost energy penetrated the skin of the bodyguards and quickly merged with their flesh and blood.

"I see who dares to touch her!"

A stern warning sounded behind him, as dull as gravel, cold to the bone, and hinting at anger.