The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

The wind picked up, and the yellow leaves smeared the face.

The person whose name was called by Xie Qiao's feet was soft, and some of them sat directly on the ground, their legs glared hard, and they stepped back again and again.

"You, you are not human...you are not human!"

Yang Mahai also panicked.

Although Xie Qiao's evil can't kill their lives, but if the evil is there, it will have an impact, such as... mind.

The weather is cold, and there is a little wind blowing from time to time. In the past, they would not think that the wind was a problem, but at this moment, they will subconsciously pay attention to the surrounding environment, which will make them feel strangely cold and overcast.

Plus what she said.

This hint in her heart to this point, she doesn't believe it, the morale of the other party is still there!

At this moment, the people on the opposite side are really in a mess.

One of the people named by Xie Qiao suddenly took the guy in his hand and slashed at the side!

"Don't come here! Don't come here! It wasn't me who killed you, it wasn't me, you fell into the water yourself, I don't want the money for nothing!" The man chopped and shouted.

With his wave, the leaves flew in circles as if they could understand words.

This is also the most common sight, but at this moment, in the eyes of that person, it seems to be a grievance.

How many are good people who dare to do this kind of thing?

There will inevitably be something around.

If the mind is not calm and the soul is not stable, then the yang qi will be insufficient, and the yin soul will still be able to take advantage of the emptiness to enter.

At this moment, the surrounding ghosts seem to smell delicious food, revenge for revenge and revenge for injustice.

The ghosts got their hands on it.

Some are hanging on their bodies, some are holding their hair, and some are playing with the surrounding hay and fallen leaves, making a rustling sound.

Everyone's face changed.

Like headless flies, they were all spinning in place, and the guy in his hand was slashing at the open space. This scene looked very strange.

The servants around Xie Qiao were also frightened and felt a little strange.

Most of the servants she was looking for were those with more yang energy and a slightly more straight face, and they were slightly different from the people on the opposite side. Seeing this scene now, they all felt that the gangsters on the opposite side... might be a little crazy.

"Miss..." Jiading leaned forward to the carriage, "What shall we do now?"

"Take advantage of their chaos and kill them." Xie Qiao's voice was a bit cold.

Behind these people, there is a woman tied up.

She has come, she can't go back empty-handed!

"But... Miss, shouldn't there really be dirty things? What you said just now..." Jiading laughed dryly, so scared?

"What kind of dirty things? Don't do bad things and don't be afraid of the soul knocking on the door. I just see that they don't seem to be good people, and I scare them casually. Who knows they are so useless." Xie Qiao finished, coughed twice, and then Said: "You three-five-one team go up, the ones I named just now, beat them first, they are unlucky today, we will win."

If people are unlucky to drink cold water, they will get stuck in their teeth, and they can give away their heads after a fight.

Of course, this is not really a matter of luck, but sometimes, the invisible things hide in the dark and hold them back.

The servants couldn't see it, but she could see it clearly.

Jiading inexplicably felt a little more confident.

Do as you please.

It's just that they are holding sticks, while the other party is holding a large knife, even if it is not very sharp, it is much stronger than their weapons.

So still a little scared.

Xie Qiao held a talisman against the ghost in his hand.

It looked like it was ready to capture the ghosts, and the ghosts were scared.

You have to perform well.

Looking at the people around the master coming over, several ghosts tried their best to influence those gangsters.

Sun Chuanliang only felt that his hand was sore and heavy, and he didn't know if he was injured by waving it twice. His hand trembled for a while, and the knife fell directly to the ground. On, dizzy.