After a flash marriage, the abstinent snake husband stalks her every night

Song Zhen looked at him seriously, "A substitute talisman? I can draw this talisman."

She silently chanted a spell and drew talismans with her fingers, and soon a proportional replica of the doll stood next to Huo Yunzhou.

Huo Yunzhou looked at the "substitute" she sent him and his breathing suddenly stopped.

substitute……

Whether a real person or a doll, Song Zhen's black hair is like a black waterfall, and when it falls on her slender shoulders, it sparkles like moonlight.

But the great ancestor from 20,000 years ago was born with red hair.

He seemed to be struck by a bolt of lightning.

He looked into Song Zhen's crystal clear black eyes again, which were completely different from Xuan Zu's red eyes.

The big hand holding her small hand loosened unconsciously.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it look good?"

Song Zhen wanted to change another one for him, but Huo Yunzhou interrupted him, "I don't need a substitute."

He stood up, turned his back to her, and said in an ambiguous tone: "I will get you, a complete and whole you."

After saying that, Huo Yunzhou took a step forward and walked out of the room.

The tall and slightly lost figure caught Song Zhen's eyes. Song Zhen frowned slightly and spread out his palm to check.

A trace of doubt arose in my heart.

"What is he talking about? Am I incomplete?"

……

Corridor outside the door.

Huo Yunzhou paused, his eyes fixed on an empty space, his brows furrowed, looking extremely cold.

He took vigorous steps, and with a sweeping kick, with the force of thunder, he kicked the three invisible ghost shadows hard into the corner of the wall.

"Ow!!"

A cry of pain followed, shrill and terrified.

Except for the ghost who screamed, the other two ghosts were kicked by him until they smoked and their souls flew away.

The surviving ghost knelt on the ground trembling and said, "Great Immortal, please spare my life, spare my life!"

"Oh, I'm not some great immortal."

"Not a great immortal? Then..."

Huo Yunzhou usually concealed his demonic aura, so even ghosts couldn't tell whether he was a human or a demon. At this moment, the ghosts were already scared to death, "You, who on earth are you?"

He sneered: "Go tell the old ghost behind you. The people living inside are protected by the Demon Alliance!"

"Whoever dares to touch her, even if it's your Ghost King, we, the Demon Alliance, will kill him!"

Demon, demon alliance!

After hearing this, the ghost trembled. Why would a demon protect a human?

It ignored the doubts and nodded frantically, "Okay, okay, I will definitely pass the message to our boss!"

After saying that, he drank the urine on the ground with a sizzling sound, leaving no trace, and then slipped away along the wall.

Huo Yunzhou was worried before he left, so he placed a black and gold snake scale at the door of the room. A light shield invisible to the naked eye covered the apartment where Song Zhen lived.

After doing all this, Huo Yunzhou's eyes gradually became bottomless.

The ghost world has obviously set its sights on Zhenzhen.

The spiritual power of the Soul Yuan Pearl must be returned to her as soon as possible.

In this way, his great-grandfather can truly come back...

……

Five days later, at ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining brightly.

Song Zhen was wearing a black cheongsam, with her black hair loose and a bamboo hat on, and holding a murderous folding fan in her hand. Beside her were eight bodyguards sent by Huo Yunzhou and a new assistant hired by Song Zhen herself - Zhang Shanfeng, who was dressed in a suit and sunglasses.

The three of them walked majestically towards the largest overpass in Kyoto's prime CBD area.

This is also the perfect place chosen by Huo Yunzhou for Master Bujia.

The Huo Group has set up checkpoints at both the head and the end of the bridge. Only those with platinum invitations issued by the Huo Group can go up the bridge and communicate and discuss needs with the master face to face.

Today is the first day of business for Bujia Master.

Thanks to the advance promotion by the Huo Group's operation team, the entire overpass was packed with spectators who came to hear the event, as well as journalists from world-renowned media outlets.

Seeing this trend, the beggars from the Tianqiao Gang, who had occupied the area as the king, could not help cursing: "Damn it, I poked my eyes out before, and no one paid attention to me kneeling on the bridge every day. Now a ghost-slaying internet celebrity has come and there are huge crowds of people! How snobbish! What a bunch of rabble!"

"That's right. I just had my leg amputated yesterday. I came back today ready to make a fortune, but my territory was taken away by someone else! Was my leg amputated for nothing? I won't accept it!"

"Brothers, we are already broke, why should we be afraid of the Ghost Slayer? Stop her and don't let her occupy our bridge!"

Someone in the crowd shouted this, and the beggars of the Tianqiao Gang were incited. More than 20 "voluntarily disabled" beggars each picked up a weapon and intercepted Song Zhen and his group at the place where they went up the bridge.

Song Zhen's sharp eyes swept across the dozens of people in front of him. He felt as if he was surrounded by zombies and frowned slightly.

The leading bodyguard roared, "This overpass has been bought by our CEO Huo, and the mayor has stamped the official approval document! You beggars, get out now!"

More than 20 beggars stood still and said in a domineering tone: "We, the Tianqiao Gang, have been making a living on this bridge for thousands of years! I have licked every stone on the bridge and slept with every pillar. We are as close as husband and wife!"

"The mayor is nothing. Has he ever begged here? What right does he have to stamp the bill?"

"Today the bridge is here and the people are here. If the bridge dies, the people will die!"

"Yes, we, the Tianqiao Gang, will live and die with Tianqiao!"

"..."

The show is about to begin! The reporters, not wanting to be bothered by the situation, tried their best to squeeze their cameras in to grab some attention.

It was also the first time that Master Zhang ran into the Tianqiao Gang, a group of urban toughs. He adjusted his sunglasses and asked Song Zhen: "Fairy, what should we do?"

Song Zhen's face was calm, "No rush."

Before coming, Huo Yunzhou sent her a message, "Have a nice trip."

She didn't think it was just an ordinary blessing.

Sure enough, the next second, a high, penetrating voice came from behind the Tianqiao Gang:

"With the three brothers of the Huo family escorting us, who dares to block the master's way!"