The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Qing Yin Yin Yin, the fragrance is curled up, Fu Yi is holding the tea just to drink, don't want, a bruised face suddenly appeared on the water ...

"Ah ..." Fu Yi glanced, and threw the teacup.

"Young Master." Two little men guarding the door rushed in and saw a tea cup hit the ground under their feet, shattered and shattered, light-colored tea flowed on the ground, Fu Yi stood at the round table Before, looking at the broken cup on the ground, tea, panic: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Anxiously asking Xiao Xiao, Fu Yi returned to God and looked around. He saw that there were only two Xiao Du except him in the room, without the scarred face and scary ghost.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and there was a trace of tiredness in his smart eyes: "I'm fine ..." Suddenly said again: "You clean up here." The voice was weak.

"Yes." The two little guys were ordered to clean up the debris and residual tea on the ground as quickly as possible, and retreated out respectfully.

The door was closed, and only Fu Yi was left in the room. The exquisite teapot was placed on the round table. If there was a tea smell floating from the pot, the good smell made people want to take a sip immediately, but Fu Yi There was no more interest in tasting tea. He sat at the round table and looked at the teapot and the teacup was fascinated: that "ghost" had a great influence on him, even if the ghost did not appear in front of him, he could see it. The ghost's illusion ...

He ... can't go on like this, he wants to get rid of that ghost ...

What happened after Fu Yi returned to his house was presented to Murongxue within a quarter of an hour. Murongxue looked at it, his eyes narrowed, but said nothing, and only ordered the dark guards to continue to monitor Fu Yi.

The next day, Murong Xue was eating iced muskmelons in the pavilion of the Happy Wangfu. Murongye took a stack of investigations and came over: "On the way I came, when I met the Wangfu Dark Guard, I brought the investigation over ..."

With that said, Murong Ye sat opposite Murong Xue, handed her the investigation, and picked up a muskmelon and ate it.

Murongxue took the survey and quickly browsed, his cold eyes narrowed slightly.

"What's wrong?" Murongye ate vaguely and asked vaguely.

"Fu Yi went to Xiangguo Temple ..." Murong Xue said leisurely.

Murong Ye was eating muskmelon. Hearing her words, he blurted out: "What is he doing at Xiangguo Temple? Exorcism ..."

"Yes, he just went to Xiangguo Temple and found a senior monk to drive him out of ghosts ..." Murong Xue replied seriously.

Murong Ye: "..."

He just talked casually, but he did n’t think that Fu Yi actually went to Xiangguo Temple to find someone to drive away ghosts ...

"That ghost is fake. Didn't the monks at Xiangguo Temple drive him?"

"Naturally there is none." The senior monk in Xiangguo Temple said that there were no ghosts around him, so why would he drive him out again, but Fu Yi didn't believe it, and sought the help of the high monk to help him. , Gave him a mahogany sword, and dozens of peace symbols opened through the light ...

Murong Ye: "...".

To the Taomu sword, the Ping Fu symbol ... Fu Yi was really in a hurry ...

"Now Fu Yi, still in Xiangguo Temple?"

Murongxue shook his head: "No, he went home." After returning home, Fu Yi followed the instructions of the monk and put his room and outside filled with runes, peach wood swords, and safe runes with him for a moment ...

Murong Ye: "... Fu Yi is afraid of ghosts ..."

"Yeah, he's afraid of the ghost named Meier." Murong Xue said lowly, with some intention.

Murong Ye didn't take it for granted: "Everyone is afraid of ghosts ..." Even if the ghost is not a brow, Fu Yi is also afraid, because ordinary people who have no power of chickens are afraid of the first reaction when they see a ghost ...