Lord Ghost Officer, please respect yourself

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Let's go to the prison first to see if Shi Yuan is still there.

When there was still some distance from the cell, a jailer hurried over and shouted at Jun Budu: "My lord! My lord! Shi lord, he escaped!"

"It's really him!" Jun Budu yelled in his heart, turned around and left in a hurry.

In the dormitory building.

"Ugh!"

A mouthful of dirty blood gushed out of Qin Chuan's mouth, as if a bone had been pulled out, Qin Chuan collapsed to the ground.

"No more strength?" Qiu Maozhi looked at Qin Chuan who was propped on the ground, and walked over slowly. "I want you to feel the struggle and pain in your heart just like me."

He said that he stretched out his hand and sucked Shi Yuan over, strangled Shi Yuan's neck tightly, and made him struggle with his mouth open in pain.

"Guess what I'm going to do?"

"I won't kill him, I want him to kill that Taoist priest, hahahaha, I want to see how you will treat your son who killed someone. Hahahaha."

Qiu Maozhi smiled frantically, spreading a lot of resentment to Shi Yuan.

After a while, Shi Yuan's skin turned from pale to green, and his eyes were bloodied to death, completely losing his mind.

He threw Shi Yuan to the unconscious Chu Yuyang, and threw him a knife, and asked him to plunge the knife into Chu Yuyang's neck.

Shi Yuan looked at the knife on the ground, picked it up, looked at Chu Yuyang, and slowly raised his hand.

"Shi Yuan, don't." Qin Chuan looked at Shi Yuan and shouted in pain.

"Clang~"

A force flew towards Shi Yuan's wrist, and the knife fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Qiu Maozhi turned his head and looked in the direction where Qi Jin was flying.

I saw a figure standing there with a pen in his hand.

"You beat my apprentice so hard over and over again, do you have any opinion on me?" Jun Budu asked coldly, approaching step by step.

Seeing Jun Budu's figure, Qin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's you again? Hmph." Qiu Maozhi looked at Jun Budu with disdain. "Opinion? I dare not have any opinion on you."

"Then why do you always have trouble with my apprentice." Jun Budu looked at Shi Yuan who had lost his mind, and always felt that the child would be stupid one day if he kept beating like this.

"I find it strange that you and Qin Chuan only met at the Hundred Officials Meeting in Hades 300 years ago, but you have followed him persistently for 300 years and raised children for him. Don't you think it's unfair?"

"Unfair? Why is it unfair?" Jun Budu felt ridiculous. He had never felt unfair after thousands of years of lonely waiting. How could these 300 years be unfair.

"You have guarded for 300 years, but he doesn't even know who you are. Hahaha, don't you think your behavior is ridiculous?" Qiu Maozhi asked coldly.

Jun Budu raised his eyebrows helplessly, now the world only knows that he has guarded Qinchuan for 300 years, but they don't know that there will be 300 years before these 700 years.

In the first 700 years, the two had almost no contact, and Jun Budu only watched the VII from the perspective of a bystander.

"It doesn't matter, as long as I think it's worth it." Jun Budu looked at and said that the soul-judging pen in his hand had turned into a sharp sword.

"But Qin Chuan really trusts you. When his colleagues who lived with him day and night suspected that you were Jing Mei, he didn't doubt you." Qiu Maozhi said sourly. "You gouged out that woman's eyes, yet he still wondered if he had misunderstood and waited for your explanation."

"Wait, you're wrong. It's not me to gouging eyes." As soon as Jun Budu finished speaking, the two swords were already intertwined.

When the two were fighting, Shi Yuan, who was eroded by resentment, grabbed the knife on the ground again and walked towards Qin Chuan who fell on the ground.

Just at the very moment, a figure threw Shi Yuan to the ground and tied him up with a fairy rope.

"Yuyang." Qin Chuan felt that his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them at all, and could only see the figure of the person in front of him in a daze.

"Boss! Boss!"

When Jun Budu saw the dying Qin Chuan, Chu Yuyang shouted, "Take him out!"

"Take care of yourself first!" While Jun Budu was looking at Qin Chuan, Qiu Maozhi slashed across his shoulder, instantly turning red.

When Qin Chuan had already left the first floor, Jun Budu called out the blood coffin, the coffin lid was opened wide, and suddenly a dark wind blew up, and the ghostly aura emanated from the coffin, after which the blood coffin began to absorb the soul.

At this time, Qiu Maozhi has not yet cultivated into a demon, and is still in the body of a ghost, and the blood coffin still has a certain oppressive effect on him.

Soon Jun Budu gained the upper hand, forcing Qiu Maozhi to retreat again and again, and finally fled in despair.

When Jun Budu and Chu Yuyang returned to the office with the seriously injured Qin Chuan and Shi Yuan, Xi Wuxin and Nanye were taken aback.

Qin Chuan and Shi Yuan have completely lost their human appearance, and Shi Yuan was tied back by the immortal rope. Now he has been affected by Qiu Maozhi's resentment and lost his mind.

"This... what happened?" Xi Wuxin asked in surprise.

Chu Yuyang tied Shi Yuan to the chair first, and then told Xi Wuxin what happened tonight. No one thought that the school's affairs were caused by Qiu Maozhi, and they were all careless.

Jun Budu gently put Qin Chuan on the sofa, squatted aside and looked at Qin Chuan, who was seriously injured and covered in dust, and held his hand without saying a word.

His eyes were a little red, and he just looked at Qin Chuan speechlessly, a tear ran down his pale cheek.

Qin Chuan raised his hand with difficulty to wipe away the tear, but left a trace of blood on Jun Budu's face.

"Dirty your face." Qin Chuan looked at Jun Budu and said softly, he was trying his best to control his expression, he didn't want Jun Budu to see his pain.

Every word he uttered and every breath he took now felt excruciating pain.

"Sorry, I'm late." Jun Budu's voice trembled.

Qin Chuan shook his head lightly, and looked at Jun Budu with a gentle smile. "Do you know? I really thought I was going to die somewhere. I was very scared. Then you appeared, and I was not afraid at once."

Jun Budu tightly grasped Qin Chuan's hand and rubbed it against his face, wiping the blood marks on his face.

"Sorry for scaring you." Jun Budu's eyes suddenly became cold, and even his voice was no longer gentle. "Let me handle it all myself."

Qin Chuan looked at Jun Budu suspiciously, he didn't understand what Jun Budu meant.

Jun Budu got up suddenly, stood by the sofa, looked at the seriously injured Qin Chuan, as if he had made up his mind.

It attracted the attention of the three people who were controlling the crazy Shi Yuan not far away.

"Du?" Qin Chuan called softly.

"My sword, soon!"

Before Jun Budu could finish his sentence, he raised his right hand, turned his wrist, and suddenly appeared the Judgment Soul Pen. Holding the pen, it turned into a sword in an instant, stabbing at Qin Chuan's heart.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, he knelt on the ground on one knee, looked at Qin Chuan who was astonished and puzzled, and smiled slightly.

A large amount of blood gushed out from the sword the moment the sword was pulled out.

"Boss!" Seeing this, several people from the office hurried towards Qin Chuan.

"Jun Budu, you actually killed him!" Xi Wuxin stared at Jun Budu in horror, with a look of incomprehension.