29: Chapter 29 Clean it up. Give it to me.

Chapter 29 Clean it up. Give it to me.

"What? Do you think your husband is very handsome and captivated by me?" Just as he was lost in thought, Yan Yichen teasing voice rang in his ear. 2

Pah! Narcissistic guy, I constantly despised a ghost in my heart, but on the surface, I chuckled," Yeah, yeah, evil ……"

"Huh?"

"Uh, you're right. You' re really handsome." I smiled and pulled him by the arm, but I couldn't help but feel goosebumps.

"That handsome guy, what should we do next?" I continued to go all out.

"Call me husband!" A ghost looked at me.

All right., it was the same sentence. Under the eaves of the house, one had no choice but to lower one's head. In the end, I had no choice but to flirt and shout," Husband..." "Jun!"

Uh, I was almost disgusted by myself, but someone nodded in satisfaction." I know where he is."

Huh? It turned out that this evil ghost had long known about it. It had lied to me so much that I couldn't wait to bite him to death.

Just as I was thinking about how to kill this evil spirit alone, my waist suddenly tightened. When I looked up, I was carried by the evil spirit.

Then, the evil spirit flew in another direction. Although it wasn't very high, the feeling of weightlessness still made me hold a ghost's neck tightly without any bones.

If I hadn't been afraid of being discovered by others, I would have cried out in alarm. Then, I thought about it. Perhaps in the last few months, I had already practiced my strength very well.

Looking at the courtyard getting closer and closer, I couldn't help but look at Yan Yichen curiously." Is n' t this Mrs. Mo courtyard?" "Why are we here?"

"Old man's right here!" Yan Yichen said with great certainty.

"What do you mean?" I couldn't react.

"It means literally!" Yan Yichen said coldly again.

"Huh?" What the hell was going on with this Mrs. Mo? Why did she lock Jiang Zheng in her own courtyard? What was she trying to do? Could it be that he wanted to eat Jiang Zheng?

I was shocked by what I thought. If that was the case, would Jiang Zheng still be alive? This was an unknown number.

"Well... That ……"

"Husband!" Before I could finish, Yan Yichen eyes were filled with warning.

"Husband, is Jiang Zheng dead?" I didn't have the backbone to shout these two words again.

"Not yet, but it's fast!" Yan Yichen said calmly, as if the falling of the sky had nothing to do with him. He was still the same iceberg face as before.

Sigh, what a boring man. Oh, no man. It would be weird if someone like him wasn't bored to death. However, he could n' t forget what he should do.

"Err..." "Oh, no husband, what are we going to do next?" When I lost my mouth and almost shouted evil spirits again, when I saw his sharp eyes, I Sure changed my mouth.

"In five minutes, Mrs. Mo will enter the training room. At that time, she couldn't sense anything outside, so in five minutes, it will be the best time for us to save people." Yan Yichen said coldly.

"Huh?" "How did you know so well?" I looked at him in confusion.

"You don't have to know about this!" Just as I was hoping that he would tell me some shocking secret, a voice that made me want to slap him directly sounded in my ear.

"Tsk, stingy." I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"Huh?" Yan Yichen frowned and looked at me.

"Uh, I'm stingy. I' m stingy." I laughed.

Time passed by minute by minute. When he was feeling a little sleepy, Yan Yichen suddenly pulled my hand and floated into the courtyard.

I snapped back to my senses. The two of them were already standing on the ground. Just as I was about to say something, Yan Yichen suddenly put her finger to her lips and made a shush gesture.

I quietly followed his footsteps and walked towards a room on the side of the Mrs. Mo.

Yan Yichen gently waved his hand, and a big lock that he had met automatically opened. When the chain was about to land, it seemed to have been interfered by some external force.

Without making a sound, I lay quietly on the ground. I couldn't help but admire Yan Yichen. It was too amazing.

Seeing the worshipful look in my eyes, Yan Yichen looked at me with a cold smile. It seemed like this was just a small matter, making me feel like a bunch of Wu Ya flew by.

The door opened silently. I followed Yan Yichen footsteps and slowly approached the room. This room was about the same as the rest of the rooms, all of them decorated with ancient colors.

The room was divided into two bedrooms, one inside and one outside. There were all kinds of antique calligraphy and painting, a desk, and a coffee table.

In the room, there was a fine redwood carved bed and a screen painted with landscape paintings. I couldn't help but sigh. If these things were taken to my father's antique shop, I would definitely make a fortune.

Looking at my face as if I was a miser, a certain ghost looked down on me and didn't say anything unpleasant.

"That's not right?" "Why is there nothing?" As I recovered, I looked at Yan Yichen in confusion.

As if he had not heard my question, he stood beside the bed and waved his sleeve. A Jiang Zheng figure suddenly appeared on the empty bed.

That day's Jiang Zheng had been tragic enough, but compared to the current him, it was simply too small. His originally young face was now covered in numerous cuts.

And those two hands that could subdue demons and catch ghosts were dripping with blood at this moment. They could hardly see a good spot.

His legs were also badly mangled. He could not tell that it was a human leg. At this moment, fresh blood was oozing out of his thigh.

Some even started suppurating. The most terrifying thing was that I saw a few bugs slowly crawling out of his wound.

"Urgh..." Seeing such a terrifying and disgusting scene, I couldn't help but climb to the side and vomit. The feeling of turning the tide made me almost die.

When he was about to faint from vomiting, a pair of ice-cold arms gently pulled me into his arms. Then, he handed me a handkerchief embroidered with a dragon pattern.

"Are you alright, woman?" Then, Yan Yichen seemed to be concerned.

"I'm fine." He took his handkerchief and wiped the stain on the corner of his mouth.

I'm fine? How could you have seen that I was fine? He was really a wooden person. I couldn't help but curse in my heart and deliberately handed the dirty handkerchief to him.

Originally, he wanted to see his disdainful look when he took the handkerchief, but the thing that made me look in the mirror was that he stuffed the handkerchief into my hand." Give it to me after you wash it!"

Sigh! The battle ended in a crushing defeat.

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