Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Chapter 1007 Prison Dragon (7)

   There was some blood dripping on the talisman paper.

  Everyone heard the sound from the coffin, but no one responded.

  Si Kou Yinmo shook his hand holding the spirit tablet, and continued to follow his father.

   Live, live? !

  Walking all the way to the cemetery of Si Kou's family, the voice in the coffin gradually became quieter until there was no sound at all.

  Si Kou Yinmo took a deep breath, and said sorry again in his heart.

  There is no way to do this. If we don’t do this, not only Sikou’s family will be destroyed, but all human beings will also be destroyed.

  Si Kou’s family has already lost a son, so it is also right to ask others to make some contributions.

  Just when the coffin was about to fall, the sky suddenly darkened, and the surrounding wind blew up, mixed with a shrill female voice, like a ghost.

  I saw a red figure standing on Baitang's coffin impressively. She was surrounded by black air. The face is distorted and blurred.

   "As expected of Siku's fate, I actually let you out."

  Shang Yuan was startled secretly, waved the whisk in his hand, and several big talismans flew towards the little fish that had become a ghost.

  Xiaoyu is a new ghost, not familiar with anything, before he could react, he was bound by the talisman paper.

  As the Taoist priests chanted the mantra together, the talisman shone brightly, and they heard an extremely shrill scream. The ghost in the red wedding dress seemed to be torn apart.

  Baitang: "..."

  Is it so exciting right away?

  The original owner who got married in the dark for no reason, was suffocated to death alive, just became a ghost, and was almost knocked out of his wits as soon as he got out of the coffin...

  Baitang folded his hands together and put away Xiaoyu's remnant soul.

   came in time, saved the remnant soul, and could reincarnate.

  Baitang didn't make unnecessary movements, and lay obediently in the coffin.

  This cemetery is not quite right.

  No matter how wrong it is, the people who do this kind of ghost marriage may not be a good thing.

  The memory of the original owner does not have many clues.

   That is, last night, Xiaoyu's parents were abnormal.

   This matter obviously has a lot to do with the Si Kou family.

  Xiaoyu's dark marriage partner should be a member of Si Kou's family.

   The coffin seems to have been put down.

  There is obviously something wrong with the Sikou family.

  Although Baitang didn't plan to get out of the coffin right now, there were more than enough to do other things.

  Since the Si Kou family has a hatred for Xiaoyu's life, and even more hatred for his soul.

  Baitang put **** together, and golden light overflowed from her fingers.

  The coffin is here, above the cemetery.

  In an instant, black clouds billowed, and a thunderbolt directly struck down.

  Bai Tang didn't know where the lightning struck, but this was just the beginning.

  The people present watched the tomb of Si Kou Ming, the first Patriarch Zhongxin in the cemetery after the thunder had passed, was split open, revealing the inner and outer coffins.

   Just a breath, the black clouds in the sky spread instantly, the wind blew, and the voice of mourning was everywhere.

  Black air visible to the naked eye rose from below the cemetery.

  It seems... There is also a very special cry, suppressing the pain and pain of the prolific.

   It wasn't just Sikou's house that was shrouded in black clouds, the black clouds spread to the entire city, and were still expanding outwards rapidly.

  The strong wind swept everything, as if to tear everything into pieces.

"not good!"

   "Patriarch, hurry up!"

  Shang Yuan's face was very ugly.

   Hurriedly changing the array with his disciples, Shi Qiu wanted to suppress the thing that was about to come out.

  Si Kou Ziming had experience, and immediately cut his palm with a knife, and blood flew out. Under the guidance of this group of Taoist priests, a circle of extremely light red charms formed over the cemetery.

  Under the darkness, this red is insignificant.

  (end of this chapter)