The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 222 He is just an ordinary person (2)
Feng Haide didn't raise his head: "I know it's a bit abrupt to say that suddenly. If I hadn't been desperate before, I wouldn't have done anything to you rashly... But I beg you, save my young lady."

Qiao Wan came back to his senses, his eyes flickered slightly, and he asked back: "What the hell are you?"

People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts.

Feng Haide replied blankly: "It's a long story, and you may think it's ridiculous, but it's true... To tell you the truth, the current lady is not the original lady."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but glanced at her. Seeing that the other party was calm as usual, he was a little surprised: "A few months ago, Miss suddenly changed her temperament. A monster possessed me, and I became her puppet."

A monster that is neither human nor ghost.

Qiao Wan raised his face and glanced him up and down.

Feng Haide knelt upright, seemingly calm: "Anyway, Miss is everything to me, I can't just sit and watch her being killed by a female ghost, seeing your skill a few days ago, I firmly believe that you must not Ordinary people, if it were you, there must be a way..."

Qiao Wan looked at him: "Miss Chu is still alive?"

Feng Heide nodded affirmatively: "She was imprisoned in a painting by a female ghost."

in the picture?

Qiao Wan was a little surprised, but she still refused straight away: "Although I really want to help you, I have fought her before... Unfortunately, I can't beat her."

So it's useless to find her, but she still kindly pointed the way: "That's a snake ghost who has cultivated for hundreds of years. In the past half a month, I can feel the weakening of ghost energy in her body in order to raise her fetus. If you want to save Miss Chu, you might as well find a good mage to get rid of her now."

Looking for a mage?It's not that easy.

Feng Heide stared at her and said after a moment of silence: "Since Miss Qiao is unwilling, I won't make things difficult for you. Let's go. I'll take you back before it's dark."

Qiao Wan rubbed his nose and followed him into the car.

Qiao Wan was riding in Fu Tianlang's Audi A8. He saw her coming by bus every day earlier, so he simply hired a driver. Today, the driver was knocked out by Feng Haide, and Qiao Wan didn't know how to drive, so he had to let him Play Tchaikovsky one more time and send her back.

Arriving at the destination in an even and steady way, Qiao Wan slammed on the car door, looked at Feng Haide, who was no longer alive, and said in a commonplace way: "Since Miss Chu is still alive, it means that she should not die, and the snake ghost is here Rongjiang City does evil, and sooner or later someone will clean it up, I think instead of caring about them, you might as well think about your own future..."

With such a strong smell of blood on his body, I believe that even if this man dies, he will not end well.

Feng Heide shook his head and left on his own.

The setting sun gradually receded, Qiao Wan looked at his back as he walked away, thinking of his infatuation for Chu Xinmeng, his eyes dimmed.

The temperature dropped slowly, and the slightly cold light saw his shadow elongate.

Feng Heide was walking alone on the way back, walking all the way, occasionally the cold hit his face, but he didn't feel cold.

Raising his hand with a calm face, he looked very calm, very calm, his eyes were heavy, as if his heart had been ripped out, and he could no longer feel the warmth and coldness of the world.

Not far away, with a sharp breath, Feng Heide suddenly froze in his footsteps.

He looked up at the figure not far away.

The man in black was born a part of the night, standing quietly in the corner, as if bursting out with murderous aura, and came towards him without any concealment.

Feng Haide's eyes were filled with fear that was too late to hide: "Qiao Lang?"

Fu Tianlang didn't answer, and didn't plan to say anything more to him. Before he could react, a bullet had already penetrated into the space between his eyebrows.

With a sound of "bang", the bullet exploded in his head, his blood spattered on the spot, and his heavy body suddenly fell backwards on all fours.

Fu Tianlang withdrew his gun and looked at him expressionlessly: "Don't touch her."

Feng Heide looked up to the sky, sniffed the smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, and reached out to touch the blood on his forehead.

"Bullets are useless to me." He sat up again, and habitually covered his pierced head, and the place seemed to be a dough that would heal itself. After a while, the bloody head that had been blown up returned to its original shape. appearance.

Fu Tianlang squinted his eyes, the knife in his hand glowed coldly, he stepped forward quickly and drew a sharp arc.

He couldn't even see his movements clearly. The head that was attached to his neck suddenly separated from his neck, fell to the ground with a "boom", and rolled...

But even though his head fell off, Feng Heide still stood upright.

"These are useless to me, because I'm no longer a human being." There was a wry smile in Feng Heide's words, but he didn't look at him, he walked to the side, picked up his own head, and put it back slowly.

He turned his back to Fu Tianlang, and he didn't dare to tell him that the neck connecting the head was actually burning badly because of the evil energy covering the knife. If he didn't use external force, but just put his hands or body against him , His soul might be scorched alive by him.

Feng Heide didn't intend to remind him, although it's good to be burned by him like this, at least he doesn't have to be a living dead who can't see the future, but if even he disappears, who else can rescue the lady?

"Say sorry to that little girl for me, I won't disturb your life anymore." Feng Heide held his head and waited until the skin and flesh automatically connected, and then walked out from the end of the alley.

Fu Tianlang looked at his back with an indifferent expression, but the hand hanging by his side was suddenly clenched.

Qiao Wan consumed too much ghost energy this day, and was already hungry when he got home.

There was no one at home, so she could only go into the kitchen to find something to eat. She wanted to eat something to get rid of it, but before the bowl of noodles was ready, she heard the sound of the door of the living room being opened.

Fu Tianlang's tall body suddenly squeezed into the kitchen, and embraced her without saying a word.

Qiao Wan was embraced by him at close range, and his arms suddenly tightened. He hugged her so hard, as if he wanted to integrate her into his own flesh and blood.

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant, but felt that his two thick arms were trembling slightly, as if excited, and even his hard chest began to heave and fluctuate.

With a piece of noodles sticking to his mouth, Qiao Guan raised his head and asked tentatively, "Brother Lang?"

He didn't speak, just hugged her harder.

In his previous life, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods. He didn't understand his own powerlessness until he walked through the underworld after his death. No matter how good his skills are, so what?How about knowing how to use various weapons and firearms?In front of demons, he is at best an ordinary person.

(End of this chapter)