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

Two piles of firewood were quickly piled up, with a platform in the middle supporting a cross.

Wuji and Qingwu were both tied to the wooden frame.

The pyre was doused with kerosene, and a raging fire soon ignited.

Wuji kept mumbling something while he was making quick gestures with his hands.

When the fire was ignited, he opened his eyes and looked around provocatively at everyone. His eyes lingered on Xiao Chenyan's face for a moment, and finally fell on Qing Wu's face on the other side.

A mere evil spirit.

Just a bunch of ordinary people.

I really thought that this ignition could kill him!

So what if Huo Rensha fails? Today he will use his plan to burn down the palace with this fire!

King Yanyan and the former prince were both killed in the sea of ​​fire!

"Wuliang Tianzun, Zhu Rong borrows the fire." Wuji said something, and the next moment, the fire wave on Qingwu's side burst out, and the flames instantly wrapped around the wooden platform, and was about to burn the hem of Qingwu's skirt.

Crack!

The sparks suddenly exploded and rolled up around Qingwu. The fire was like a long snake, and it seemed to be conscious, and it was actually swimming throughout the yard.

The next moment, he headed straight in the direction of Xiao Chenyan.

The guard next to him was already prepared, pouring buckets of water to block the flames.

"My lord, be careful!"

Xiao Chenyan was as calm as ever, but his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.

He looked at the tongues of fire that chose people and ate them up, and remembered the demon fire that appeared for no reason in the East Palace ten years ago. It also pursued people in the same way and burned everyone in the East Palace.

Wuji was extremely proud and said in a loud voice: "My lord, please be careful. This evil ghost is of extremely high moral character. She wants to drag everyone to be buried with her!"

Qing Wu looked at Wuji with cold eyes, naturally knowing his previous actions: "You really like to play with fire."

Judge Bi roared: "This dog Taoist priest wants to take the opportunity to burn everyone to death, and he wants to throw the blame on you!"

Of course Qingnu knows.

Playing with fire?

Sorry, she is also an expert at playing with fire in the underworld.

"The fire of Zhurong specializes in defeating evil spirits and is upright." The woman's voice was cold and majestic: "With the power of the God of Fire, those who do evil will surely attract the wrath of the God and backfire on themselves!"

The pride on Wuji's face suddenly froze.

The fire snakes wandering around the courtyard suddenly stopped. The firewood pile where he was originally had the smallest fire. At that moment, all the fire snakes gathered in and ignited towards the firewood pile where he was.

The fire shot up into the sky and rolled up flames.

"Ahhhh!! What's going on!" Wuji screamed repeatedly, not caring about pretending anymore, and quickly clasping his fingers with his hands: "Wuliang Tianzun, please Zhu Rong to remove the fire, please..."

——What kind of madman dares to use the power of the God of Fire to do evil!

A voice with terrifying pressure appeared in everyone's mind in an instant.

All the flames swayed to form a burly fire shadow.

Everyone's eyes widened in surprise, and Wuji was trembling in disbelief.

"Fire, Vulcan?"

No, it's impossible. With his way of doing things, how could he possibly invite the God of Fire? Even his master doesn’t have this ability!

——Mortal demons who dare to commit crimes in the name of the God of Fire should be killed!

"No!! Forgive me, God of Fire, I was wrong! I - ah!!!"

Everyone's flames shot up towards Wuji, drowning him in an instant. He screamed in the flames and begged for mercy, but it had no effect. In just a few breaths, a large living person was burned to charcoal.

The remaining sparks fluttered in front of Qingwu, circled around her, and finally landed on the rope that bound her hands.

The rope broke, Qingwu rubbed her wrists, twisted her neck, and sneered: "Playing with fire and burning yourself."

She raised her eyes and met Xiao Chenyan's gaze.

At that moment, she seemed to see a blazing fire burning wildly in the man's gloomy eyes.

Burning and formidable.

Qing Wu suddenly raised her lips: "Your Majesty, the evil spirit has been punished by God. Has my innocence been proven?"

"Of course." Xiao Chenyan looked at her deeply, twirling the beads tightly with his fingers.

Ten years ago, the former prince burned himself in the East Palace. The fire that appeared for no reason has finally been revealed today.

Xiao Chenyan stood up suddenly and strode towards Qingnu.

Regardless of whether this woman is Yun Qingwu, human or ghost, Xiao Chenyan sees in her the hope of clearing the fog.

Qing Wu's eyes suddenly turned, and when Xiao Chenyan was about to approach, she called out: "Xiao Chenyan, catch me."

At that moment, Xiao Chenyan's body froze.

In his memory, many years ago, a little girl once stood on a high place and said the same words to him, then jumped down and landed firmly in his arms.

It's like a lifetime ago, memory and reality overlap.

Xiao Chenyan subconsciously caught Qing Wu, his big hands tightened unconsciously, and his phoenix eyes stared at her deeply.

"who are you?"

"Your princess." Qing Wu blinked.

With a cold feeling on his brow, Xiao Chenyan let go and retreated, keeping a distance from Qing Wu, his eyes sharp and dark.

At this time, Yun Houxing was escorted over by his own soldiers.

"My lord, I am wronged - I don't know anything -"

The dignified second-rank minister of household affairs was trembling with fear when two long knives were held to his neck.

"First, he married a dead person into the palace, and then brought a demon into the palace to commit murder."

Xiao Chenyan stepped forward and took the knife handed by the guard. He pointed the tip of the knife at Yun Houxing's heart and moved it up little by little. The blade lifted Yun Houxing's chin: "Yun Shangshu, murdering the royal family is a capital crime!"

How dare Yun Houxing admit it: "Misunderstandings, they are really all misunderstandings!"

"I was also deceived. I didn't know it was a demon. I was worried about the prince, so I brought him here today..."

"Worried? I thought my father came to collect the body." Yun Houxing froze with a sweet laugh.

Qing Wu saw all his fear in her eyes, her eyes were cold: "Father, can you remember clearly now, who is the dead daughter who married in?"

"Yes...it's Yujiao..." Yun Houxing nodded like a fool: "It's her who died, it's her. Qingwu, please forgive father, father and I were also deceived..."

"We are father and daughter, connected by flesh and blood, and I feel sorry for you too..."

Qing Wu's eyes revealed a sneer.

It's stupid to think that she is Yun Qingwu's corpse.

Even Yun Qingwu, seeing his doggy look, just wanted to eat him alive.

"Yes, we are father and daughter. How can there be an overnight feud between relatives?"

She smiled faintly, "Besides, after all, you are also the prince's father-in-law. If the prince has too many people, he won't really kill you."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Qing Wu winked at Xiao Chenyan.

Xiao Chenyan's eyes were dark. He didn't think that the 'Yun Qingwu' in front of him would let Yun Houxing off easily.

"For the sake of the princess, I cannot forgive Yun Shangshu's offense this time."

Before Yun Houxing could let go of his hanging heart, he heard Qing Wu say:

"Then I would like to thank the prince on behalf of my father."

"But the prince and I are happily married. It's unlucky to have a coffin in the house and a dead person. Since she died before getting married, sister Yujiao is not considered a member of the prince's house."

A dark wind suddenly blew through.

A ghostly figure floated out from Qingnu's feet. It was the ghost of Yun Qingwu. She stared at Yun Houxing bitterly and floated into the coffin.

Xiao Chenyan felt that the beads were hot, his eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Qingnu, but said nothing.

Qing Wu smiled charmingly: "This corpse and coffin were carried out from the Shangshu Mansion in the first place. Let's carry them back today."

"Ah, that's right. I see that my sister is a bit resentful. My father must arrange the funeral ceremony properly."

Qing Wu stepped forward and whispered in his ear: "After all, this ghost who died in vain will have to come back for revenge in the first seven days."