The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 344 Waiting For Me (2)
The room was dimly lit with the curtains drawn.

Qiao Wan hugged him back distressedly, but couldn't make any promise.

And just when the two were at a stalemate, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the distance.

ding ding-

There was a sudden sound of the iron chain dragging the ground, and after a while, Bai Wuchang, holding the iron chain in his hand, appeared in front of Qiao Guan with a few ghosts chained behind him.

Bai Wuchang, also known as Xie Bi'an, wears a long hat with "get rich at first sight" written on his head.

Now he stood outside the door with his clothes fluttering, and said to her coldly and mercilessly: "Qiao Wan, the gate of hell has opened, come back with me quickly!"

Qiao Wan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "Brother Lang, I should go...let go."

Fu Tianlang's breathing was unsteady, there seemed to be a layer of frost covering his brows, and his eyes were even darker than ever.

Then he suddenly let go of her, but he didn't let her leave with Wuchang, but turned around, his tall body stood in front of her.

Fu Tianlang greeted the person coming, his lips were pressed together like a knife blade, and the atmosphere around him changed instantly.

That layer upon layer, what was floating in the air was the Yin evil that belonged to him, the pitch-black mist, but now it was full of fierce murderous aura.

The man stood upright, and there was no joke in his eyes looking at Wuchang, only a murderous look that was almost ruthless, dangerous and deadly.

Even Qiao Wan could feel the dark aura of meeting gods and gods and ghosts, not to mention Bai Wuchang who was on the front line and had experienced hundreds of years of war.

At that moment, Xie Bi'an took two steps back, put one hand aside as a defensive gesture, turned his head and said loudly to Qiao Wan: "Qiao Wan, are you going to openly fight against the underworld?"

"It has nothing to do with her." Fu Tianlang narrowed his eyes, showing a murderous look, "No matter who comes today, I will never take her away."

The cold wind raged past, and Wuchang was afraid of his strong evil spirit, so he didn't dare to go forward rashly, but for Qiao Wan, since he came, naturally there was no reason for him to return empty-handed.

In the air, the cold ghost aura and the sharp Yin evil have been in a stalemate...

Qiao Guan knew him so well, just seeing his five fingers slightly gathered together, and a foggy blade formed in his palm, he knew that this person was going to be serious.

It is a felony to hurt the underworld servants, not to mention that Bai Wuchang is different from her, he is the main editor!Even if Fu Tianlang only inflicted a small wound on the ghosts and gods who were used in the underworld all his life, in his next life, he would not be punished as lightly as a slave or an animal.

How can a person fight against ghosts and gods?Even if he is lucky enough to be brave for a while, there will always be a day when his soul will return to the underworld...

"Fu Tianlang!" She suddenly shouted, "Don't do anything."

He was unmoved, and the murderous aura around him increased rather than decreased.

Until the white shadow in front of him flashed by, Qiao Guan inserted himself between a person and a ghost, covered Wuchang's body with his sleeves, and looked at him sharply.

With a "teng", she ignited the will-o'-the-wisp in her palm, and as the blue light reflected that overly fair pretty face, she also reflected her eyes that suddenly became extremely serious: "If you want to kill, you must first kill me!" kill me."

Hearing this, he paused suddenly, and his murderous aura really subsided.

"Wanwan..."

"Stop, don't come over!" She had a rare serious expression, but her voice trembled slightly, "You...wait for me to come back."

"No." He took her hand again.

"Brother Lang, humans and ghosts have different paths. Even if I stay as a spirit body, without the protection of the underworld, I will still be injured by the fireworks in the mortal world. When the real soul is gone, we may not even have the last chance." She said. Said in a low voice, looked at him almost pleadingly, "Wait for me to come back, okay?"

He wanted to say it was bad, but his internal organs felt colic.

"Okay?" Qiao Wan repeated.

Fu Tianlang narrowed his eyes dangerously, and after a long silence, he finally spoke, his deep voice was a bit hoarse: "You won't lie to me?"

Qiao Wan resisted the urge to look away and nodded, "I'm not lying to you."

"Come back in a year?"

"must."

"You promise." His eyes met hers, and there was sincerity in his black and white eyes.

"Never break my word." She swore sharply.

The evil spirit in the house gradually faded away, Qiao Wan turned around, and his eyes happened to meet the iron hook in Wuchang's hand.

She coughed lightly, and while she was talking, she fumbled into her sleeves.

"Master Xie, I have always been a peaceful person. Even if I don't have a soul hook, I will definitely go back with you obediently, so..."

ding ding-

Wuchang remained unmoved, with a cold face, and the iron hook suddenly poked towards her collarbone, but when a ray of light flashed past her eyes, the cold hook suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Qiao Guan smiled and took out a small porcelain bottle, and openly bribed him: "Small meaning, not respect, I wonder if Mr. Xie can be accommodating?"

Wuchang pursed his lips, an incense bottle was worth a lot in the underworld.

So he took it without hesitation: "Only this time, the next time will not be an example!"

"Yes, yes!" She must not have a next time.

When she was leaving, she turned around and gave him one last look, and then her eyes fell on the hands they held.

His five finger joints are strong, hers are as transparent as air, and the two hands that could not hold are now tightly entwined.

"Wait for me." She smiled, and suddenly understood Aqi's intention of smiling at her at the Naihe Bridge.

It was to leave the best side of herself to the people closest to her. At least she hoped that in his memory, that lazy girl was very good, very good.

"Ah."

After an unknown amount of time, he gradually let go of her hand, and as her wide sleeve slipped away from his palm, he suddenly closed it again, but only a piece of air was left.

The sky gradually became brighter, and strands of light shone in through the clouds, reflecting the man's face that had stiffened into a sculpture.

He watched her walk away without moving, and her words "never break my promise" still echoed in his mind.

But Qiao Wan was a little liar after all, she had lied to him many times, and this time was no exception.

(End of this chapter)