The happy coffin is opened, all ghosts disperse, the princess comes from hell

After Qing Wu and Xie Shu parted ways, she originally wanted to take a walk around the city and buy some snacks. There was a time-honored barbecue restaurant in the West Market that she couldn't forget until she turned back into a ghost.

As soon as she got a few meatloaf, Qingwu took a bite and her expression changed.

Her gloomy expression, as if she was about to kill someone, frightened the cake seller so much that his kneading hands trembled. After Qingnu dropped the money, she cursed: "What a careless bitch."

She turned around and left. The uncle then breathed a sigh of relief, patted his heart and said, "It's so scary. Did he see his man visiting a brothel or entering a gambling house?"

Obviously it was neither, Qing Wu felt that Xiao Chenyan was injured.

I hate the palace.

With a bang, Qingwu kicked the door open and strode in, not forgetting to stuff the last bite of meat pie into her mouth as she walked.

The two men in the room raised their heads at the same time. Situ Jing, who was undressing his prince, froze in his hands.

Qing Wu's eyes were round and almond-shaped, her cheeks were bulging, her mouth was oily, and her tone was very fierce: "What's the matter with Ni Zhao Shi..."

"Pfft--" Situ Jing couldn't hold it back. He was anxious to get angry just now, but now he couldn't help but laugh when he saw his princess.

Qing Wu stabbed the knife in her eyes, closed her mouth and chewed frantically, trying to swallow the meat pie in her mouth. However, she stuffed too much and ate too quickly. She choked and rolled her eyes wildly.

Xiao Chenyan was pierced by a long arrow on his right shoulder, and his face was a little pale. Seeing her like this, he actually thought of pouring her a cup of tea.

Qing Wu quickly stared at him, picked up the teapot and poured tons of water into her mouth. Her face turned green.

Situ Jing had a bad feeling. The pot of tea... seemed to have just been brewed, and it contained boiling water.

Qingnu gave boiling water to cakes with no expression on her face, the ruthless female ghost had even drank the lava, boiling water was just a trivial matter... Bah!

When she spoke again, her voice was hoarse: "Don't touch his injury, let me do it~" The end of her voice was a bit split, like a broken goose, but she didn't mean it, it was because her throat was burned.

Situ Jing wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

How come these two people have such a good relationship? They share the joys and sorrows together, right?

Xiao Chenyan stared at her, angry and wanting to laugh, his brows furrowed enough to kill a mosquito: "Reckless!"

"Can I brave the mud?" Qing Wu's voice cracked and she spoke with an accent.

Situ Jing coughed: "The princess is here, then I will go out. The prince's injury will bother the princess."

Qing Wu waved her hand and stepped forward while Situ Jing quickly exited.

As soon as she got closer, she saw that Xiao Chenyan was about to move, and her eyes immediately stopped, "Isn't Mu Mu still honest? You're hurt by teasing."

Xiao Chenyan listened to her strange accent and looked at her glossy mouth, and his mood was extremely complicated for a moment.

It was obviously him who was injured, but at this moment he just felt that it was her who should see a doctor.

Qing Wu stared at his shoulder, the oil on her mouth did not affect the evil spirit that filled her body at all. She put her hand on the arrow that penetrated behind his shoulder, snorted coldly, and squeezed it hard.

Something seemed to be crushed, and the green ghost fire burned up, directly burning the entire arrow to ashes. The ghost fire burned Xiao Chenyan's wound. The skin and flesh were not damaged, but the strands of black energy were burned away by the flames.

That's the magic wrapped around the arrow.

The power of the curse was like tens of thousands of needles pricking Xiao Chenyan's soul. The process of using Qingming ghost fire to remove the power of the curse was not pleasant. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, but he did not make a sound from the beginning to the end. .

When the spell was completely removed, the will-o'-the-wisp disappeared, and normal red blood flowed from his wound. The shadow cat took the opportunity to emerge, and just as he was about to lick a few mouthfuls of blood, he was slapped away by Qingwu.

"Useless Denxi, isn't the mud so dripping? Can't you even protect your master?"

Shadow Cat: Meow meow meow! !

Maomao feels wronged, how can you blame Maomao!

Xiao Chenyan held her hand, receiving an angry look from Qing Wu. After seeing his pale lips, the anger in Qing Wu's eyes froze, her murderous intent was suppressed, and she gritted her teeth: "Who got hurt? "

Xiao Chenyan's eyebrows were beating and he sighed helplessly: "Speak well."

Qingwu: "Why didn't the goose..." She coughed and tried to control the power of her drake voice with a serious expression.

After seeing the smile in the man's beautiful eyes, she immediately said: "Ni still has the nerve to smile!"

Xiao Chenyan's ears were tortured so much. Looking at her, his tense mind relaxed naturally. He raised his fingertips and rubbed her throat, "Are you burned?"

A numb and numb itch came from her tailbone. Qingwu stiffened, shut up for a moment, and stared at him.

The man's fingertips moved up, and he just naturally wiped away some of the oil on the corners of her lips, his tone full of helplessness.

"You..."

"Still like a kid."

The look in his eyes was obviously not charming at all, but the voice seemed to fall close to her ears, making her ears warm for no reason.

The pads of his fingers were still pressed against her lips, and Qingnu bit her lips helplessly.

Who has a child? Xiao Chenyan, you stinky brother, you are the one who is injured now!