The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Fu Yimeng stood up and looked like a sharp arrow at the banging window: it was her who came ...

'Bang Bang ... Bang Bang ...' The window was hit hard, and again and again, Fu Yi clenched the Taomu sword and looked at it momentarily, with a nervous expression of silence: Can't come in, can't enter Come, can't come in ...

However, God didn't seem to hear his prayers. The closed window was knocked open with a slam. A ghost in a white robe with scars on his face flew in. He flew towards Fu Yi with fierceness: Give me back ... "

Fu Yi's eyes flicked, grabbed the spells on the bed, and threw them indiscriminately towards the white ghost: he had guessed that the ghost would not let him go easily, so he made a lot of decorations, and the doors and windows were his first Defensive line, it doesn't matter if the first line is broken, he has a second line ...

The ghost in white twitched his teeth, waved his claws, and ripped the flying spells away ...

Fu Yi's pupils shrank violently, and the ghost was not afraid of spells!

"Return my life ..." The ghost in white after tearing the spell, holding long nails, pounced on Fu Yi again.

Fu Yi sideways to avoid his attack and quickly ran forward ...

The ghost in white is not reluctant to catch up, catching up ...

One person and one ghost in the room, you chased me and escaped ...

Fu Yi was weak and ran for thirty or forty laps, so he couldn't support it. His footsteps gradually slowed down, and the white-ghost, who was in excellent health, floated in the air for half a day, without any burnout, he was not nervous. Floating, the distance between Fu Yi and Fu Yi is getting closer and closer, getting closer ...

Seeing that the white-ghost is about to pounce on him, Fu Yi's eyes flicked, clenched the peach wood sword in his hand, and stabbed at the white-ghost wickedly ...

The white ghost Sensen smiled sideways to avoid Fu Yi's attack, reached out and grabbed his wrist, and stared at him fiercely: "Return my life ... Return my life ..."

A cold swish breath was sprayed on his face, Fu Yi's frozen face was pale, his head was stunned, and the cold touch on his wrists caused him to stir a cold war. The wandering thoughts were sober and hard to earn. Opening the white ghost's control, he looked at him alertly.

I saw that the ghost in white still stared at him fiercely, saying word by word: "Fill me, come my life ..."

That gloomy tone, and the debt-seeking eyes, made Fu Yi panicked and blurted out: "Brow ... you're dead, don't blame me ..."

"Don't blame you ... blame who ... you killed me ..." The white ghost stared at Fu Yi, and the burning flames in his eyes seemed to swallow him alive.

Fu Yiman accused nowhere to complain and blurted out: "Do you think I want to kill you? Who made your family famous ... If you are unknown, I won't kill you ..."

Justified and vigorous accusations, heard the white-ghosts scornful, Fu Yi means that Zhen Chun's family is notorious pirates, Fu Yi will cut them.

However, since you think that Zhen Shasha is damn damn right, you are right to kill her, then you are a little bit angry, and you will kill Zhen Shasha ’s ghost once more awe-inspiringly. thing……

Such a person, he despised the most, even if the concubine Shizi did not tell him, he would scare Fu Yi half to death ...

Thinking of this, the white ghost raised his head and stared at Fu Yi with fierceness: "Excuses, excuses ... all excuses ..."