Evil fairy is rare

Chapter 152
Zhu Youyue was taken aback, pinched Mu Yanting's neck with his backhand, and stepped back.Fu Jiushu saw it in the dark, but he shrank back when he was about to show up.

"Who is it! Come out!" His sharp eyes swept across his eyes, but he saw nothing. He couldn't help but get chills on his back, and hurriedly pulled Mu Yanting up, "Listen, I'll count to three If you don't come out, I'll crush her to death immediately!"

The other three Taoists hurried forward to check, but they saw a thin red dot on the brow of the little junior brother, who couldn't tell what weapon made it, and it took his life.

Others didn't know him, but Fu Jiuchen was overjoyed.

Brother is back!

"One!" Zhu Youyue didn't dare to be careless at all, and ordered to the military officer beside him, "Scatter the people and find them for me!"

The military officer's scalp was numb, and he didn't dare to be stubborn when he saw the prince's order, so he had to lead the remaining soldiers and start searching around.

"You killed my junior brother, you are getting impatient!" A Taoist was filled with righteous indignation, and he was about to strike immediately after speaking.

"Second senior brother, don't be impulsive, Fu Jiuchen can't be killed!" Another Taoist who was slightly taller said, "He is still the Xuanwu envoy of the Soul Eater Mansion. If you kill him, you will be an enemy of the Soul Eater Mansion."

"That's right." The middle-aged Taoist in front of the two of them put down the body of his junior brother, raised his head and said, "Fu Jiuchen was proclaimed a saint in the World Venerable Workshop, but he changed his family and still holds a high position. He can't kill him. However, You Zixin can Kill it!"

"You try it!" You Zixin was about to step forward, but was pulled back by Fu Jiuchen. He shouted, "If you dare to touch a hair on her, I want you to be buried with her!"

He could see clearly that the little lady who suddenly ran out was clearly the woman his brother had just rescued from Li's residence.You don't need to think about it to understand that what the senior brother is doing is a tactic.

Zhu Youyue snorted, "You Zixin can't be killed!" He only hated himself for not mobilizing the Luoyang defenders in time, and now they are still soldiers from Prince Fu's Mansion.Otherwise, it would be a matter of using the whole army to capture the two people in front of them alive!

The middle-aged Taoist frowned upon hearing this.The remaining two Taoists heard him say that they can't be killed, and they were speechless.

He is a prince and grandson, with a lustful nature. Now that he has one in his hand, he is still not satisfied, and he must take You Zixin with him.He has everything, so he doesn't care about the friendship between his teachers and brothers.

The middle-aged Taoist winked at the younger brother beside him.

Fu Jiuchen's brows twitched. This Taoist with five hearts broke his name and was about to become a five-hearted Taoist.

"Two!" Zhu Youyue puffed up his chest and yelled a second time.He glanced at the Taoist corpse on the ground, and then said: "Junior brother died accidentally, it was caused by a villain, we must find this person first!"

Fu Jiuchen snorted, "My lord, do I have real power as a ghost catcher?"

Zhu Youyue was taken aback for a moment, why did he suddenly ask him?It must have been a signal to the person hiding in the dark. He pinched Mu Yanting with his left hand, and quickly patted the body protection spell on his body with his right hand.

"You, like Senior Sister You, are ghost hunters?" Zhu Youyue replied, "Three senior brothers, protect me quickly."

He only cared about his own life, and he didn't know what it meant. What Fu Jiuchen said was to remind other Taoists that Zhu Youyue was a nobleman, and he would never take care of them for their lives and deaths.

The other three Taoist priests turned pale when they heard Zhu Youyue's answer.

The four of them were recruited by Zhu Youyue and went to Luoyang City to help him accomplish great things. They thought they were from the same family, and Zhu Youyue would treat them differently from others, but they didn't think that Zhu Youyue, who grew up in this power struggle, was no different at all.

Tools, they are like killing knives.

"Protect the Dharma for Junior Brother!" The middle-aged Taoist muffled his voice, and his mouth was already chilling.

(End of this chapter)