Exorcism Xiaojiaofei: The Beast Blood Lord is a strong pet

Chapter 251 Losing Herself 35
Taking a sneak peek at the dense grove beside the road, Ye Qizhu's clear eyes blinked, followed by a sneaky flash of cunning.

"Ugh."

Suddenly heaving a long sigh, Ye Qizhu raised his sleeves to cover his face, and choked up pretending to be sad while sobbing.

"Old madam, it's okay if you don't mention it. I can't help but feel sad when I mention it. You don't know, I was lonely and grew up eating a lot of food, but the person who taught me this rune is a man better than me. The poor man is just a weak and sick medicine jar, and he finally passed away in the middle of the night three years ago, he died of illness."

Saying that, Ye Qizhu lowered his head, poohed twice secretly, and muttered in his heart.

Don't blame the master, the apprentice is also forced to bluff the old lady's nonsense, and don't count.

Mrs. Luo frowned suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "Did you die?"

Obviously some don't believe it.

Ye Qizhu nodded quickly, and said solemnly, "Well, I died of illness, it's very miserable!"

Mrs. Luo immediately tightened her frowned brows, her cold eyes trembled, and then she lowered her head and murmured in disbelief: "He didn't die 20 years ago, but died of illness 20 years later... ..."

Sobbing softly, Ye Qizhu's eyes were fixed on Mrs. Luo who was not paying attention to her at all. She couldn't hear what the old lady was muttering, but the escape plan she had been pondering for a long time finally came to fruition.

Without further delay, Ye Qizhu quickly grabbed the cloth wrapping the urn in the corner, and while Mrs. Luo was not paying attention, she suddenly opened the car curtain and kicked the groom who was driving the carriage, and jumped out of the carriage.

"Bitch! How dare you lie to me, chase after me!"

With a shrill and angry roar behind him, Ye Qizhu rolled down the road curb and hurriedly got up and ran towards the small woods not far away. He turned over her head and landed directly in front of her, blocking his way.

Standing abruptly, Ye Qizhu hugged the ashes urn in her arms.

When she turned her head again, Mrs. Luo had already led her men to catch up.

"Sure enough, I got his true biography, and I was almost fooled by you!" Mrs. Luo shouted angrily.

Ye Qizhu gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, and raised his stick.

This is what she kept behind just in case.

"Old Madam Luo, I really have something urgent to leave, so I can't delay it. If you still refuse to let me go, don't blame me for being rude!"

But Mrs. Luo unhurriedly took out the jug containing the demon in the bottle from her sleeve: "Really?"

Ye Qizhu stared, hurriedly went to touch the backpack, but found nothing in the corner.

This old lady Luo actually kept a hand, the urn was not easy to hold, and the target was too big, so she hid the demon-in-a-bottle horcrux.

"Grandpa, save me!"

The demon in the bottle peeped out its eyes from the lid of the pot and looked at Ye Qizhu pleadingly.

Mrs. Luo also stared straight at Ye Qizhu, and the more she looked at her, the more she gritted her teeth with hatred. After being teased, the uncontrollable anger almost rushed out of her sky.

Immediately, Mrs. Luo's hand tightly holding the demon horcrux in the bottle became even stronger, and a ghostly aura flowed out from the spout, wrapped around her right hand, and there was a faint streak on the back of her right hand that was exposed in the cuff. When the golden light came on, the demon in the bottle immediately felt as if he was being crushed by a mountain, and was about to be crushed.

(End of this chapter)