The cannon fodder girl is rebellious, and she is a fool to catch ghosts and win.

Zhai Bojin waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no! How could I feel sorry for such a bitch!"

After hearing this, Sun Xiaxia finally understood. She struggled to crawl towards Zhai Bojin regardless of the pain:

"Asshole! Why do you want to harm me? Why?"

"You told me last night..."

Halfway through Sun Xiaxia's words, Zhai Bojin was so panicked that he slapped her in the face.

Sun Xiaxia's whole body tilted to one side, which showed how hard he exerted himself.

At this moment, Zhai Bojin couldn't bear it anymore. He was just afraid that if Sun Xiaxia told what happened between him and her last night, he would end up like her.

"Sun Xiaxia, I have told you a long time ago. I only have Chunyue in my heart. Please stop pestering me. You are the one to blame for what happened today!"

Zhai Bojin's eyes were scarlet and he kicked Sun Xiaxia a few more times.

"Bitch, I told you to stop seducing me, but you just didn't listen!"

"Zhai Bojin, you bastard! You clearly told me that you don't like this old woman, and you are only after her money..."

Before Sun Xiaxia finished speaking, Zhai Bojin rushed forward and covered her mouth.

His fingers pressed on her wound, causing her to scream in pain.

Seeing this, Wu Chunyue couldn't help but curl her lips:

"Bo Jin, what was she just saying? Something doesn't sound right to me!"

Zhai Bojin's whole body trembled: "No...it's nothing, she is talking nonsense!"

Sun Xiaxia made it clear that she wanted to die with Zhai Bojin, so she pushed him away desperately and shouted:

"Wu Chunyue, Zhai Bojin has been with me for a long time, he simply..."

"shut up!"

Zhai Bojin roared angrily. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: he could not let Sun Xiaxia speak.

At this moment, a dagger came into view, so he immediately picked it up, aimed it at Sun Xiaxia's mouth and pierced it hard.

"I told you to shut up!"

The dagger turned violently in Sun Xiaxia's mouth, and with a scream, Sun Xiaxia kicked Zhai Bojin away with her hands and feet.

The blood-stained dagger fell to the ground, and Sun Xiaxia spit out several mouthfuls of blood with pieces of flesh in her mouth.

Her tongue was gone, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't speak. She just covered her mouth and whimpered.

Within a few moments, the person passed out due to excessive blood loss.

Zhai Bojin was so frightened that his legs became weak and he fell to his knees:

"Is she...is she dead?"

The bodyguard stepped forward and took a look, then shook his head:

"Not dead, but soon."

Wu Chunyue stood up and came to Zhai Bojin, caressing his face with slightly old fingers:

"Bo Jin, what's wrong with you?"

"You should be happy that this bitch is dead!"

Wu Chunyue's voice rang in her ears, like a death knell from hell.

Zhai Bojin quickly took her hand and knelt down:

"Chunyue, believe me. What she said just now is all false and slandering me. I did not betray you!"

Wu Chunyue chuckled: "Fool, how could I believe what she said!"

"Get up!"

Wu Chunyue took Zhai Bojin's hand, helped him up, and then hooked his arms around his neck:

"Bo Jin, there will be no more barriers between us now!"

Zhai Bojin forced a smile: "No... no."

"That's good!"

Wu Chunyue put Zhai Bojin's hand on her waist, then stood on tiptoes and put her red lips on it.

Zhai Bojin seemed to have found a place to vent his fear, so he directly picked her up and went to the room.

The bodyguards consciously dragged the dying Sun Xiaxia away.

The night was still very long, and the charming sounds in the room continued until the next day.

When the sun rose, Wu Chunyue got off the bed, opened the curtains and turned around with a smile to look at Zhai Bojin, who was only breathing on the bed.

In one night, Zhai Bojin went from a strong young man in his early thirties to a skinny man with sunken cheeks and a breathless look, as if he had aged more than forty years.

In contrast, Wu Chunyue looks much better than last night. She is obviously forty-five years old, but now she looks like she is in her early thirties at most, and the color of the poppy flower tattoo on her shoulder is getting brighter.

"I've told you a long time ago that his horoscopes match yours, and his energy is the most beneficial to you. You want to keep his life, why don't you suck him dry now!"

The sound coming from the poppies was much clearer than yesterday, and it was obvious that Zhai Bojin's energy was nourishing it.

Wu Chunyue snorted coldly: "If I had known that he had betrayed me, how could I have kept him alive!"

Zhai Bojin turned his head weakly and looked at Wu Chunyue in horror:

"You...what are you...?"

Wu Chunyue walked to the bedside, pinched his chin, and admired his miserable appearance.

"This is the fate that a heartless man should have!"

"He is about to die. Let me swallow his soul to prevent him from talking nonsense to the ghosts!"

A voice came from the tattoo, and Zhai Bojin looked horrified:

"Chunyue...Chunyue, no! I know I was wrong, please let me go!"

Wu Chunyue smiled slightly: "Be good, don't be afraid, it won't hurt in a while!"

With that said, Wu Chunyue's hand fell on his neck, and with a slight twist, he stopped moving.

Then, she raised her palm, and a poppy blossomed in her palm. The stamens spread to Zhai Bojin, ripping his soul out of his body and swallowing it clean.

The soul left the body and Zhai Bojin completely became a mummy.

Wu Chunyue took out a small bottle of dark green potion from the drawer and dropped it on the mummy. Within a moment, the corpse was melted.

Wu Chunyue put on her clothes and walked out. When she saw Sun Xiaxia's body, hatred flashed in her eyes again:

"Why are you leaving this woman here? Throw her into the mountains to feed wild dogs!"

"Yes, Dong Wu!"

The bodyguards numbly picked up Sun Xiaxia's body and walked towards the mountain.

What they didn't know was that that night, Sun Xiaxia's soul came out of her body and turned into a ghost because of her strong hatred.

She originally wanted to kill Wu Chunyue, but she couldn't enter the villa and couldn't find Wu Chunyue and Zhai Bojin, so she could only transfer her hatred to Jiang Li.

She felt that Jiang Li told Wu Chunyue about her and Zhai Bojin, which led to the subsequent series of events.

On this day, Jiang Li had just finished taking the second subject, and Pei Qi took her to have a meal. At the same time, they walked on the street and went shopping like ordinary young lovers. Unknowingly, it got dark.

Jiang Li and Pei Qi were sitting in the small park enjoying the cool air when they suddenly felt a pair of eyes behind them watching them.

Jiang Li turned around and saw only a man acting strangely.

With just one glance, she was sure that this man was possessed by a ghost, and this ghost was someone she knew.

Jiang Li counted with his fingers and understood the cause and effect.

"It was the unreasonable woman that day!" Pei Qi said with a smile.

Jiang Li nodded: "It seems that she blames me for her and Zhai Bojin's death."

Pei Qi raised his eyebrows: "Then... play with her?"

Jiang Li: "Anyway, idleness is idleness!"