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

Qing Wu returned to the Yin Division without any fanfare this time.

But when she appeared at Luofeng Mountain with Xiao Chenyan, in the blink of an eye she saw a handsome old face that was so cold that ice would fall off.

Qing Wu's face changed instantly, her throat was as tight as if she had eaten ten pullets, and she pounced on her with her orchid fingers raised:

"Daddy North~"

The Northern Ghost Emperor took off his shoes calmly.

Qing Wu suddenly stopped and pulled her body, which had been bent forty or fifty degrees, backwards. She stepped back and stared at the king's boots in the hands of the Northern Ghost Emperor with vigilance. Her voice changed from thin to thick:

"What are you doing? I advise you to think twice before you act, you bastard!"

Xiao Chenyan watched his little ghost girl's face-changing show with great interest. When her voice came out, even his hair stood up.

She was quite glad in her heart that she had never seen such terrifying ghost sounds in front of her eyes.

The Northern Ghost Emperor was expressionless: "Did I say I wanted to beat you?"

Qing Wu turned to look behind her, and Xiao Chenyan instantly stopped looking at the good show.

Qing Wu moved to the side without any hesitation and made a 'please' gesture: "As you wish."

Xiao Chenyan twitched the corner of his mouth and was about to raise his hand to salute.

The boots in the hands of the Northern Ghost Emperor turned into a sledgehammer, and he said expressionlessly: "The Yin Division doesn't use false etiquette, let's fight."

Xiao Chenyan: "...Okay."

The next moment, the Northern Ghost Emperor and Xiao Chenyan disappeared, and the latter was directly dragged into the small hell by the former.

Qing Wu touched her chin, "Sure enough, calling me daddy doesn't work. I won't be able to escape even if I deserve a beating. I wish I had such a good luck with the stinky inkstone, ugh~"

She nonchalantly prayed for Xiao Chenyan, and the next moment, the casual smile on her face disappeared.

Qing Wu went straight towards Fengdu City, and she was still at the city gate, with Mi Su wearing red armor standing at the city gate.

Qing Wu sighed: "Are you going to stop me again?"

Mi Su: "I won't stop you this time, just go in."

Qingnu glanced at him and walked straight into Fengdu City. When the ghosts saw her, they all gave way to her.

Qingnu's figure appeared in the palace, she looked around, then turned around, she closed her eyes, and her consciousness spread in all directions.

After a moment, Qingwu took a step forward, and her figure appeared next to a pool of blood filled with ghostly energy.

An old figure was sitting cross-legged and meditating beside the blood pool. It was exactly what Fanyou looked like.

Qing Wu looked at him for a while and frowned: "Are you going to die? The clone left behind is so weak that it's even unstable."

The Fanyou in front of him is just a clone of consciousness that is about to escape.

Fanyou looked at her, with a loving smile on his rough face: "I'm back, Chasha."

The gentle voice sounded like an old father looking forward to the return of his beloved daughter.

"Fortunately, I didn't get killed by the stepmother you found for me." Qingwu said lightly: "No wonder you don't let me call you daddy. Are you sure that you will be a stepfather?"

Fanyou listened to her sarcasm without explaining.

He just stood up, like a dying old tree trying to pull itself out of the soil, and moved towards her with difficulty.

Every step you take is on the edge of escape.

Qingnu frowned a little more, but she still didn't move until Fanyou came closer and hugged her.

His hand patted her back.

Just like when she was born under the netherworld.

He held her, coaxed her, taught her spells, and accompanied her as she grew up.

He is her father, master, friend, brother, playmate...

But he still betrayed her.

Qingnu was glad that she was a tearless freak.

"Fanyou, I will never forgive you."