It was a thunderstorm night. In the large courtyard of Nanfeng Village, Xie Kun walked to the door of the courtyard with a small umbrella and took down the two lanterns hanging on the eaves of the door.

"boom!"

A loud thunder frightened Xie Kun, and a lantern in his hand fell out of the door. The lantern rolled twice in the wet ground and stopped in the middle of the road.

Xie Kun hurriedly ran out the door to pick it up.

At this time, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky. Xie Kun bent down to pick up the lantern and paused because he saw a pair of red embroidered shoes stepping on his lantern.

Xie Kun swallowed, slowly raised his head, and saw a woman wearing a phoenix crown and a red dress staring at him expressionlessly.

Xie Kun was so frightened that he quickly threw away his umbrella and ran back to the yard in a panic. Unexpectedly, the female ghost in red was unwilling to let go and followed him. It ignored the barrier of the door and entered through the wall. Following Xie Kun, it floated in the yard.

Xie Kun's top.

In fact, Xie Kun had already recognized that this female ghost was Xie Qiao, who married into the Bai family half a year ago, and he personally went to the town to customize this red dress for her.

Xie Kun hurriedly ran back to the lobby, wiped the rain off his face, and looked back to see Xie Qiao standing behind him, looking at him coldly.

He knelt down and begged for mercy to Xie Qiao with a tearful face: "Please let me go. It was unanimously decided by the villagers that you marry into the Bai family. If we don't agree, the Bai family will cut off our future, and we will take care of you."

I have had you for more than ten years, and in these ten years, I have treated you more like my own sister, never have you ever been wronged."

If Xie Qiao still had memories of his life at this time, he might be let go. Unfortunately, Xie Qiao now is just an innocent ghost, a ghost that cannot even be touched by humans.

The innocent soul Xie Qiao stared at Xie Kun coldly. After a long time, Xie Kun finally couldn't bear the mental stimulation, glanced at him, and passed out.

Although Xie Qiao is just a ghost at this time, some of its abilities have begun to appear, and it has basically mastered how to absorb souls. It has set up an illusion in the courtyard, waiting for the people in the courtyard to kill each other, and then absorbs it.

their souls.

Sure enough, Xie Kun woke up automatically after being unconscious for a while. He saw that he was in a yizhuang, surrounded by coffins.

In a pile of coffins.

Xie Kun walked to a coffin without a lid and found a corpse with open eyes lying inside. The corpse looked like Xie Qiao's. Its eyes were staring straight at him. Xie Kun was horrified by the sight.

He didn't know where the courage came from. He took out his knife and slashed at the body. While slashing, he yelled: "I didn't mean to do it. I didn't want to kill you. It was you. It's all your fault for staring at me!"

He didn't know where the knife came from, he just took it out casually. The body was chopped into pieces and divided into pieces. Xie Kun just sat down and took a breath. He couldn't calm down and think about why he was here.

, because terrifying laughter came from the surroundings again.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and all the coffin boards were opened, and Xie Qiao crawled out one after another. They gathered towards Xie Kun and surrounded Xie Kun.

Xie Kun kept waving the knife, but he couldn't reach these "Xie Qiao" at all. In the end, Xie Kun, who was extremely frightened and in an extreme mental state, stabbed the knife into his heart, and then fell straight down.

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In reality, Xie Kun committed suicide in the uncle's room. On the bed next to him was the uncle's dismembered corpse. Xie Qiao stood in the room, looking at the two confused spirits walking out of the two corpses.

It opened its mouth and sucked the spirit bodies of Uncle and Xie Kun into its belly.

After inhaling the spirit bodies of the two people, the ghost Xie Qiao's eyes were obviously clearer. It looked around, then tilted its head and thought: "This place feels so familiar. Who am I? Why am I here?"

Xie Qiao was wandering in the courtyard. The appearance of the courtyard reminded him of some past events, but the memories in his mind were intermittent, as if they had been broken up after drinking a lot of wine. Thinking about it gave him an extremely headache.

Above the lobby, there was a stick emitting purple light. Xie Qiao subconsciously thought about it, but found that the stick exuded a terrifying aura, so he had no choice but to retreat.

"Uncle, what is this stick for?"

"Haha, this is a treasure given to me by my grandfather. It seems to be used for lighting."

A little girl and an old man suddenly appeared in Xie Qiao's mind. The two got along very harmoniously. The little girl was very well-behaved, and the old man looked at her with a hint of doting.

Xie Qiao had a splitting headache and kept roaring. At this moment, it finally remembered that her name was Xie Qiao during her lifetime, she was a member of this village, and the villagers in this village raised her together.

It remembered everything, and it also remembered that during its time as a ghost, it used illusions to kill many people, including Xie Kun and the uncle just now.

Many villagers holding umbrellas gathered outside the yard. They were all attracted by Xie Qiao's roar. In order to avoid being seen by them, Xie Qiao ran through the wall behind and ran out of Nanfeng.

village.

Xie Qiao shuttled through the mountains and forests, constantly recalling the events of his life. Finally, he seemed to have figured out something. He supported an old locust tree, looked up to the sky and roared, his voice chilling to the bone: "They are all these coquettish and despicable men.

It was they who caused me such misery, I thank Qiao and swear to kill all these scum."

Suddenly, there was a loud thunder, blue arcs of lightning intertwined in the sky, and rain poured down, as if God supported its decision.

In the days that followed, Xie Qiao learned to use her appearance to confuse others. It always appeared at night, and no man could escape its clutches.

Until the demon hunter discovered its existence, but with Xie Qiao's alertness, it could always escape from the demon hunter's hands again and again. The demon hunter organization was very helpless about this and gave it a nickname: "

Blood Rose"

Ten years later, on the outskirts of the Shenlongjing primeval forest, two demon hunters surrounded Xie Qiao one after another. They smiled proudly, as the "Blood Rose" who had been born ten years ago was about to fall into their hands.

The demon hunter in front was holding a mahogany sword and was about to penetrate Xie Qiao's soul when a strange wind suddenly blew around him. The wind was as sharp as a sharp sword and it stung the demon hunter's face extremely painfully.

Then a man fell from the sky. The man was dressed in red and had eyes like an eagle. He waved a black energy body and crushed the two demon hunters.

Xie Qiao, who thought he would not be able to escape death today, couldn't help but feel his heart throbbing when he looked at the man who appeared in front of him like an unparalleled hero. Xie Qiao asked stupidly: "Who are you?"

The man in red turned to face Xie Qiao, smiled and said: "The area outside Shenlongjing is currently my territory. If you seek shelter, you can follow me."

The man in red spoke concisely, but as if he had some kind of magic power, it penetrated directly into Xie Qiao's heart. Without too much hesitation, Xie Qiao nodded in agreement.

Mu Shou stretched out his hand to pull Xie Qiao up. The two men in red clothes were bathed in the moonlight, like a newlywed couple. They looked at each other and smiled, turning into a black mist wrapped in rose petals, brushing across the grass and bypassing the forest.
Chapter completed!