Traveling through a farmer’s house: Villain Nine Thousand Years Old, Stop!

Seeing Qian Sizheng ruining his plans, Mr. Qian's face darkened. He pushed Qian Sizheng away and threw the jade pendant at Cheng Hongxing.

"No, Dad!"

Qian Sizheng was shocked and turned around and rushed towards Cheng Hongxing, hoping to be able to block some attacks for her.

suddenly

An unexpected scene happened to everyone. At this critical moment, Yun Zhixia stretched out her hand and Qian Siqi's soul was drawn out by her.

Before Qian Siqi could see the situation clearly, Yun Zhixia kicked him over.

As luck would have it, the jade pendant happened to hit Qian Siqi, and then the jade pendant emitted bursts of light, wrapping Qian Siqi.

Under the horrified eyes of the crowd, Qian Siqi's entire soul began to dissipate between heaven and earth.

"do not want!"

"Qi'er, my Qi'er!"

The sinister smile on Mr. Qian's face disappeared, and he became terrified and ran towards Qian Siqi.

"Qi'er!"

Mr. Qian opened his arms and wanted to hug Qian Siqi, but his arms were empty and he fell to the ground in a mess.

Cheng Hongxing, who was waiting to die again with her eyes closed, felt someone pounce on her. She suddenly looked up and opened her eyes, and saw Qian Si holding her to protect her from harm.

Cheng Hongxing was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes revealed endless sadness. If it had been him at the beginning, how great it would have been...

clap clap clap...

Yun Zhixia walked up to the man and the ghost and clapped his hands, signaling them to get up.

"Uncle-in-law, please don't touch this girl?!"

!!!

Yun Zhixia's voice startled Qian Sizheng. He withdrew his hand instantly, stood up, and felt a little uneasy.

Cheng Hongxing was even more shy. She lowered her head, and a hint of shyness appeared on her pale face.

Yun Zhixia felt pain in her eyes, curled her lips, and walked aside to admire Master Qian's embarrassment.

I saw Master Qian lying on the ground, with a look of pain on his face, and he was still muttering to himself.

"Qi'er, Qi'er..."

"Stop talking about it, he's dead..."

"No, it's the soul that's gone, or it's you who did it!"

Yun Zhixia spoke coldly at the side, but the words she said stung Master Qian's heart deeply.

"It's not me, it's you!"

Mr. Qian staggered to his feet and glared at Yun Zhixia fiercely.

"If it weren't for you, Qi'er would be fine!"

In contrast, Yun Zhixia sneered and retorted impatiently.

"Calling you Master Qian, am I giving you face?!"

"Old man, your beastly son deserves to die, and you are no good either!"

"Tell us quickly where Qian Sizheng's biological mother is buried?!"

Wu Jin stood on Yun Zhixia's shoulder, shook his wings in boredom, and asked in confusion.

[Sister, can't you just use your spiritual power? ]

[You don’t understand. This is what makes it fun. I’m just sitting around doing nothing anyway.]

Yun Zhixia touched Wu Jin's wings and answered its question.

Wu Jin rolled his eyes, stood on Yun Zhixia's shoulder and said nothing more.

"I won't tell you. If you have the guts, kill me!"

Mr. Qian, who had just endured the pain of losing his son, was now desperate. He only had this one son, and if he died, he would have no one to inherit his family line!

"Red apricot, right?"

Yun Zhixia hooked her finger at Cheng Hongxing, who immediately walked up to Yun Zhixia with the other ghosts and bowed respectfully.

"Great Immortal, what do you want?"

"Go, beat him up, this old guy deserves to be punished!"

"Just don't beat him to death!"

"Yes, Great Immortal!"

Cheng Hongxing and other ghosts rushed towards Master Qian, scratching some of their faces, biting others, and surrounded Master Qian tightly.

Yun Zhixia is here

Yun Zhixia yawned and suddenly saw a little carrot head in front of him.

Little Radish Head looked only five or six years old. He was naked and his body was covered with scars from being wantonly abused. Each scar showed how much inhuman abuse the boy had suffered during his lifetime.

Yun Zhixia's eyes darkened and he waved at Xiaoluobo, motioning him to come over.

The little carrot head looked at Yun Zhixia timidly, sucking his fingers and slowly walked over.

"elder sister……"

Yun Zhixia stretched out her arms, held the little carrot head in her arms, then walked to the closet, pulled out a white undershirt, and wrapped it around him using her spiritual power.

The little carrot head, who was originally a little scared, felt Yun Zhixia's kindness. He narrowed his eyes and leaned in Yun Zhixia's arms with some attachment.

"Thank you, sister. Ran'er hasn't worn clothes for a long time."

"You are Ran'er?!"

Qian Sizheng, who was watching the game on the side, heard this and looked back at Ran'er in disbelief.

Thinking of Cheng Hongxing's words, he took two steps back, a trace of self-blame flashing in his gentle eyes.

I only knew that Qian Siqi was a homosexual, but I didn't know that he would not even let go of such a young child!

If I knew that, maybe I could save Ran'er and so many innocent people.

Hearing Qian Sizheng's voice, Ran'er looked up at him and suddenly laughed with a hint of happiness.

"Ran'er knows you. You went to pay tribute to Sister Hong Xing!"

"I even ate a pear secretly. It was so sweet."

Hearing this, Qian Sizheng felt a pang in his heart, remembering that when he went to worship Hong Xing before, he did bring some crisp pears.

"It's delicious. I'll bring some more for Ran'er."

He went forward and touched Ran'er's little head, but he didn't feel any warmth. Instead, it was icy cold where his fingers touched. His eyes were sore and tears flowed unconsciously.

Such a young child!

How dare Qian Siqi, who was still a child nestling in the arms of his parents? !

The more Qian Sizheng thought about it, the angrier he became. This was the first time in his life that he felt such deep hatred for someone.

He walked straight to Qian Siqi's body, picked up a chair beside him and smashed it down.

One, two, three...

Qian Si was venting his anger, this beast!

Seeing Qian Sizheng's fierce side, Ran'er, who was cheerful just now, shrank his head, and lay in Yun Zhixia's arms like a ghost, muttering softly.

"Sister, I'm scared!"

"Don't be afraid, brother is avenging Ran'er!"

Yun Zhixia hugged Ran'er tightly in her arms, patting his back and comforting him.

Mr. Qian, this is it

Master Qian, who was beaten by the ghosts, finally couldn't hold on any longer. He raised his right hand tremblingly and shouted loudly.

"Help, I tell you, I tell you!"

Hearing the voice, Yun Zhixia glanced in the direction of Master Qian and saw that although the old man appeared to admit defeat, his eyes were full of malice.

You are so thick-skinned that you are asking for a beating!

Cheng Hongxing, who had originally stopped, saw that Yun Zhixia didn't say anything, so she gestured to the ghosts and continued fighting.

After a while, hearing Master Qian's increasingly weak voice, Yun Zhixia clapped his hands, and the ghosts stopped.

"Speak up, old man!"

Yun Zhixia walked up to Master Qian, who had been looking so proud, and was lying on the ground with scratches all over his face. His inner clothes were torn and there were bite marks on his arms and thighs.