After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

The cold-faced evil spirit raised and waved his hand, and the man who was pressing on the woman was thrown away, hit the stone wall heavily, and fell heavily to the ground.

He let out a muffled groan and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fu Jiuli came to the stone bed in an instant and hugged the woman in his arms.

When he saw the woman's disheveled clothes, felt her trembling in his arms, and her neck wet with warm tears, his heart felt like it was being stabbed by a sharp knife, and the pain was so severe that he could hardly breathe.

"Don't be afraid, Nanxing."

"I'm sorry, I'm late..."

With trembling hands, he took off his coat, carefully wrapped it around the woman, then picked her up with one hand and walked out.

Passing by a man lying on the ground who was obviously unconscious, Fu Jiuli turned his left hand and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the man's throat.

Murderous intent gathered in his eyes, and he raised his hand and chopped.

"Fu Jiuli, don't kill him!" Shen Nanxing raised her hand and grabbed his arm.

"Nine Thousand Years Old, Don't!"

A petite figure rushed in from outside the door and stood in front of Hu Lin with open arms.

Hu Shuang'er fell to her knees, her eyes red. "Nine Thousand Years Old, please spare my brother's life for the sake of me leading you to find Sister Nanxing, okay?"

Seeing that the man didn't speak or put away his sword, her tears welled up in her eyes: "My brother didn't mean to do it. He was drugged..."

Shen Nanxing also gently tugged at the man's sleeves. When the man's dark eyes looked at her, she decisively swallowed back the words of pleading for Hu Lin.

She had a premonition that the more she begged, the more miserable Hu Lin would become...

This bastard has never been a reasonable person.

So she sniffed, put her arms around the man's neck, and buried her head in his chest: "Fu Jiuli, I want to go back."

The voice was soft and sticky, with a hint of tears.

Fu Jiu's heart tightened. She threw the sword to the Fengwei following behind her, held the woman tighter in her arms, and walked out.

But just as he reached the door, Hu Lin behind him woke up at some point and struggled to stand up.

"South Star..."

Fu Jiuli paused, and Hu Shuang'er quickly covered Hu Lin's mouth: "Brother, don't say anything!"

Then he hurriedly explained to the terrifying man: "Nine Thousand Years Old, my brother is now unconscious, he is just shouting nonsense, please don't pay attention to him..."

Seeing the unhappy aura suddenly pouring out of the man, Shen Nanxing tugged at his shirt again: "Fu Jiuli, I don't feel well..."

The man looked down and saw the woman's face flushed, her watery eyes looking at her pitifully.

His heart sank: "I'll take you to see a doctor!"

After saying that, he no longer hesitated and left quickly.

But before he could walk out of the corridor, he was stopped by someone.

A tall figure stood at the end of the corridor with his back to them and his hands behind his back.

"Hehehe, what do you think this place is for me?"

"Come when you want and leave when you want?"

As soon as the words fell, the figure suddenly turned around and slapped the two of them fiercely.

"Be careful!" Shen Nanxing's pupils shrank as she nestled in the man's arms.

The kung fu of this ghost-faced man is unfathomable.

Fu Jiuli hugged the person to one side and avoided the palm strike.

Shen Nanxing said anxiously: "Fu Jiuli, please put me down quickly. This person cannot be underestimated..."

"You can't beat him even if you hold me!"

Fu Jiuli glanced at the woman in his arms with his dark eyes, clearly dissatisfied: "You don't believe me?"

Shen Nanxing's eyes were full of anxiety: "No, it's him..."

Before he could finish his words, the man with the ghost face slapped him again and quickly rushed in front of the two of them.

A sneer appeared on Fu Jiuli's lips. He held the woman with one hand and freed up his other hand to meet the palm strike.

But when his eyes fell on the green-faced, fang-toothed ghost mask on the man's face, obvious shock flashed across his face.

He quickly withdrew the attack, spun around with the woman in his arms, and landed in a safe corner.

The ghost-faced man laughed, "I never thought the famous Nine Thousand Years Old would be such a coward!"

As he spoke, another palm followed.

Fu Jiuli once again hid with Shen Nanxing in his arms, and when he saw a chance, he shouted at the ghost-faced man, "Master!"

The ghost-faced man was obviously stunned for a moment, then became furious and angry. His aura surged, and he slapped Fu Jiuli with a palm that contained great power.

Fu Jiuli stood still, his dark eyes fixed on the ghost-faced man, and he called out again, "Master, don't you recognize me?"

"court death!"

The ghost-faced man's aura surged again, and he struck Fu Jiuli in the face with almost all his strength.

Shen Nanxing was so angry that he said, "Get out of the way! Are you stupid?"

But Fu Jiuli remained unmoved. He stood still without dodging or evading, his black eyes fixed on the ghost-faced man.

In an instant, the palm strike came like the collapse of heaven and earth.

Then, it missed.