The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 167 I just want to hug you (1)
Qiao Guan watched Chu Ming's body being pierced by bullets, and the ashes hidden in the bear puppet flew away with the wind. She was so frightened that she forgot to think and just ran in his direction.

The little ghost has a shallow way of life, and he has only been dead for more than three months. If it weren't for the fact that there was water when he died, and the water gathered the soul, he would not have cultivated into a ghost body so easily.

Therefore, the ability is limited, and it took a lot of effort to rush forward, but it just forced the bullets fired by the general to deviate from the track.

So at the same time that the little bear fell to the ground, the bullet that was originally shot towards Chu Jinpeng suddenly drew an upward arc in the air, and hit the ceiling with a "bang".

A white light flashed away, Chu Jinpeng was stunned, his eyes widened in disbelief, and for a moment he saw Chu Ming's figure...

The sound of gunfire exploded, and after a moment of silence, there were screams everywhere, and innocent guests scrambled to escape, and the scene was once again in chaos.

The man saw that Chu Jinpeng and his daughter had been tightly protected by their subordinates, and when they knew that the matter had been revealed, they wanted to run away...

Feng Haide took out his gun, cursed inwardly and was about to shoot him, which happened to be the direction where Qiao Wan was staying.

His wrist hurt, and the firearm was forcibly taken away. He was startled, and when he turned around and knew who it was, he cursed: "Fuck! What do you mean?"

Fu Tianlang didn't say anything, he just knocked down the pistols of the people around him with his bare hands, and then rushed towards Qiao Guan's direction.

Qiao Guan was standing at the farthest side of the back row. At this time, the people around her were already scared away by the gunshots. She looked at the killer's back and the crowd chasing him, and hurriedly picked up the cotton wadding on the ground. .

The doll who served as the medium was injured, and Chu Ming was almost instantly washed into fragments of souls, floating in the air one by one...

Qiao Wan had no choice but to silently recite the Soul Gathering Curse while collecting the remains of the puppet, and finally managed to collect Chu Ming's soul. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, a pair of arms picked her up from behind.

Qiao Wan smelled the familiar scent, and was just about to feel relieved, but the soul in the palm of his hand began to stir again.

It turned out that Chu Ming's soul couldn't resist the evil spirit of the visitor, and began to escape in all directions unconsciously.

Qiao Wan's heart skipped a beat, she managed to collect them with great difficulty, but she couldn't let him scare them all away.

So she struggled hard, broke free from his arm, and took a few steps back.

Fu Tianlang wanted to go forward again, but she stopped her: "Don't come here."

His face was very ugly, blue and white, and the fist hanging by his side was closed and released, as if he was suppressing his emotions: "Wanwan, why are you here?"

Qiao Wan thought for a while, and just as he was about to answer, Feng Haide asked first: "Qiao Lang, what's going on? What are you doing to keep me from shooting? Are you an insider?!"

Just as the killer was escaping, Chu Jinpeng had already sent several of his henchmen to chase after him, but if Fu Tianlang didn't stop him, with Feng Haide's marksmanship, he was confident that he could cripple that bastard's leg with one shot!

Fu Tianlang stood in front of Qiao Guan without saying a word, although he didn't open his mouth to defend himself, but the meaning was obvious, he clearly looked down on his marksmanship, fearing that he would hurt his little lover.

Feng Heide gritted his teeth, and the bullet was loaded with two "clicks", and the black muzzle of the gun pointed directly at the opponent's forehead.

Fu Tianlang's eyes were slightly cold, and he still stood upright in front of Qiao Wan.

"Hyde, don't do this, let's go down first." Chu Xinmeng stepped forward to stop her, and finally pushed her father. Seeing that he was still in shock, she couldn't believe it. Someone who would be intimidated by such a small scene.

Chu Jinpeng shook his head: "Xinmeng, have you seen your brother? Just now, I saw him..."

Chu Xinmeng froze for a moment, then shook her head: "Father..."

Chu Jinpeng burst into tears, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were still staring at the direction where the white light disappeared: "It must be your brother, maybe he blocked the bullet for me, Xiao Ming, it's dad, it's useless, you Come out and meet Dad, okay, Xiaoming!"

Qiao Guan leaned against the wall with his back against the wall, and the guards around the old man were all men with blood on their hands, with a murderous aura on their bodies, and anyone could scare Chu Ming away, so she could only stay as far away as possible from those people, but despite In this way, at the moment when the old man cried, he could still clearly feel the trembling of the soul held in the palm of his hand.

The radio kept ringing, and Chu Xinmeng was worried about the fire upstairs, so he could only help his father who was still nagging, and explained to others, and the group went downstairs in a mighty manner.

Fu Tianlang turned to face Qiao Wan, and was about to take her down together, but she nimbly avoided his touch, turned around and ran down behind the crowd.

Qiao Guan took the opportunity to go down another staircase, trying to get rid of those people and go home, but there was always one person following behind him.

"Wanwan?" When he went downstairs, he grabbed her.

Qiao Wan tightly clenched her hands, noticing that Chu Ming's soul was getting weaker and weaker, she said anxiously: "I'm fine, you go back, those people must be looking for you..."

Fu Tianlang remained silent, staring at her closely.

Qiao Guan was so anxious that his palms were sweating, even if he didn't look at it, he knew that because of his approach, the souls that had gathered together with great difficulty began to scatter again, trying to get out of her control.

"I can go back by myself, don't follow me." She gritted her teeth and said.

"Are you angry?" After a long silence, he still refused to let go, and there seemed to be a trace of hurt emotion in his dark eyes.

"No, I'm not angry." Qiao Wan understood his emotions and was a little at a loss. If it wasn't because of Chu Ming, she would have stayed with him, but not now...

"You let go first."

The man in front of him froze, and his hands were still clasping her shoulders tightly, as if she would disappear if he let go.

"Brother Lang..." Qiao Wan shook his head.

"I'll see you off." He frowned.

Seeing his tough attitude, Qiao Wan shook his head: "No need."

"I'll see you off." He insisted, still clasping her body with his hands.

His strength was so great that Qiao Wan felt like a small animal that was slapped under the paws of a wild beast, and he couldn't get away no matter how hard he tried.

Suddenly, amidst the clamor, Qiao Wan saw Feng Haide and his group walking towards them.

(End of this chapter)