The heroine lives like a villain

Chapter 195 The Ferryman on the Yin-Yang Road (6)

Just as Sheng Ge's voice fell, a middle-aged man wearing a yellow Taoist robe and holding a mahogany sword appeared.

At about forty years old, he looked difficult to get along with, and he was looking at Shengge with a straight face.

After a long time, he said something.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, since the girl is dead, why should she be obsessed with the things of the world?"

"Heh!" Sheng Ge looked at him mockingly, a chill flashed in his eyes.

"If your whole family dies because of you, and you die with hatred, can you put everything down and reincarnate? Don't tell me you can do it. Unless you prove it to me, I won't believe it."

"Also, there is a lack of everything in this world, even decent people. You just took Feng Xueliang's money to prevent me from returning to the sex. Why are you talking so much nonsense with me?"

"In short, those who block my way must either give way, or... die."

At the same time as the voice fell, a strong wind blew up in the yard, and dust and fallen leaves flew up.

The center of the wind is Shengge.

The Taoist squinted his eyes, staring fixedly at the red afterimage, his eyelids twitched violently.

Intuition told him that there was danger.

But adhering to the principle of using other people's money to eliminate disasters for others, but in a blink of an eye he put this matter behind him.

The Taoist bit his index finger and drew a bloodstain on the mahogany sword while chanting a Taoist incantation.

"Monster, you are courting death."

With that said, he rushed towards Shengge.

Looking at the Taoist priest who was overconfident, the corner of Sheng Ge's mouth raised a hint of sarcasm.

With a wave of his hand, the wind became stronger.

"Since you want my life so much, I have no choice but to kill you, so as not to die in the hands of someone like you one day."

"Fengying, come out."

After the words fell, Sheng Ge didn't delay anymore, and there was an extra white spirit sword in his hand.

Fear flashed across the Taoist priest's face, but the arrow had to be fired, and he could only bite the bullet and break through the wind circle.

"Monster, don't be complacent."

"I never need to be proud, stinky Taoist priest, you have hindered me for ten years and have not paid back the sun. Today, I will deal with you first, and then go to Feng Xueliang and that woman Liu Qing'er."

The strong wind stopped, Singer Sheng held the Fengying sword, and flew up into the air, flying straight towards the Taoist priest.

The Taoist was startled, and subconsciously blocked the Fengying sword with the peach wood sword grid, but the power of the Fengying sword could be blocked by a mere peach wood sword.

With a "bang", the mahogany sword broke.

The Taoist priest was injured by the sword energy, and his whole body was bounced towards the wall.

There was another "bang", and the Taoist fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Sheng Ge's mouth curled into a smile.

Cruel, bloodthirsty, like a god of death returning from hell.

From her body, there is a strong killing intent, which is a feeling that can only be felt after trampling on thousands of bones.

At this moment, the Taoist priest suddenly regretted agreeing to work for Feng Xueliang.

He clutched his chest in pain and spoke weakly.

"Girl, in fact, we have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges in the present. It won't do you any good if you kill me. As long as you let me go, I can deal with Feng Xueliang and the others for you."

"Oh! Scared? Why didn't I see you just now and got scared? Are you afraid that I will kill you?"

"Yes, girl, I'm really scared, please let me go, and I can promise you whatever you need me to do."

The Taoist nodded hurriedly, looking at him, even if Shengge asked him to eat shit at this moment, he would not refuse.

Ridiculously pursing his lips, Shengge looked at him contemptuously: "Then you want me to commit suicide, how about that?"

"Girl, killing me is not good for you. Feng Xueliang will find someone else to deal with you, but it will be different if you keep me. I can help you deal with the people he invited."

"Really?" Sheng Ge frowned in embarrassment, but in the next second, his face changed into a playful light, "But what do you think of wasting ten years of time? Also, why are you so sure about us? No injustice or enmity?"

"What do you mean?" The Taoist looked at her defensively.

"It's nothing, I just want you to know that between us, you must die!"

After saying that, Sheng Ge stabbed the Taoist priest directly with the Fengying sword, and it sank into his chest the next moment.

"Also, I'm a ferryman."

After the ridicule was finished, Shengge pulled out the Fengying sword, and the white sword was not stained with a trace of blood, as if it wasn't the murder weapon.

After putting away the Fengying sword, Shengge took away the soul of the Taoist priest and the lonely ghost in the yard, and then returned to the underworld to meet with errands.

(End of this chapter)