The first favorite marriage in the Republic of China

Chapter 260 Ghost Upper Body 3
As for how she knew that Qiuhong belonged to Ge Ting, An Fengting called An Fengting a little red guy when Qiuhong's strong guards were forcibly tied up.

The sharp and ear-piercing voice was obviously not Qiu Hong's, An Fengting recognized it as Ge Ting's.

"You mean, my spell doesn't work on her?" Qiao Wan was a little unbelievable.

This was the first time this happened. After listening to An Fengting tell the whole story, she knew that Qiu Hong must have been possessed by a ghost.But since Qiu Hong was possessed by a ghost, her spells shouldn't be ineffective on her. With Ge Ting's knowledge, she can't resist her spells, right?
"Yes, it doesn't work. But I don't think there must be a problem with your spell. The problem should be with Ge Ting." An Fengting said.

He didn't doubt Qiao Wan's strength, just now he drank the tea mixed with Qiao Wan's blood, and now his physical discomfort has almost disappeared, and his strength has recovered a lot.

"Where is Qiuhong now?" Qiao Wan asked immediately.

"It's locked in the woodshed in the backyard. You can see him anytime you want." An Fengting said.

"Then let's meet up now." Qiao Wan stood up as she spoke.

"I'll go with you." An Fengting's voice had recovered, and it sounded the same as usual.

Qiao Wan took a closer look at An Fengting's face, and saw that his originally pale handsome face had finally regained some color, and it should have begun to improve.

"That's good, you go with me, and you will stand behind me later. No matter what happens, don't act rashly." Qiao Wan warned seriously.

In case of any unexpected situation, An Fengting can't deal with ghosts, his body can no longer be destroyed by evil energy in a short time, otherwise it will have extremely adverse effects on his body.

As soon as they said it, Qiao Wan and An Fengting came to the woodshed in the backyard.

Qiuhong, oh no, now that Qiuhong is being taken by Ge Ting, she should be called Ge Ting.

Ge Ting was still cursing in the firewood room, calling An Fengting a little red man for a while, and calling Qiao Wan a little bitch for a while, it was so lively.

There were about seven or eight strong men guarding the door of the firewood room. It was a coincidence that the yang energy emitted by these seven or eight strong men suppressed Ge Ting's strength to some extent, otherwise, they would have been trapped. Can't live with her.

Qiao Wan pushed open the door of the firewood room and walked in, only to see a plainly dressed girl about eighteen or nineteen years old being tightly bound by a rope as thick as a baby's arm. He fell down on the haystack, with a ferocious and strange smile on his delicate face, and his red eyes fixedly stared at Qiao Wan who walked in.

"Qiao Qi, you little boy, you killed me, you will die!"

"Stop talking nonsense. You were the one who killed you." An Fengting looked at Ge Ting coldly. If this woman hadn't been greedy for meritorious deeds, how could the evil things have taken advantage of her and ended up in a tragic end?
"You little red guy! You deserve to die too!" Ge Ting also hated An Fengting very much. There was no reason for this hatred, even she herself didn't know it.

"Ge Ting, tell me, who is your behind-the-scenes messenger?" Qiao Wan looked at Ge Ting coldly and asked, her intuition told her that this matter was not that simple, and Ge Ting's appearance was by no means accidental.

(End of this chapter)