Picking up a husband is a pit

bang...

A huge firework exploded in the night, and the three-color light spots stretched and stretched until they covered half of Liushui Town. It was so bright that it even surpassed the lanterns all over the street.

People who had never seen such a big firework stopped and looked up one after another, with exclamations one after another.

Suddenly there was a night wind blowing quietly, shaking the lanterns, shaking the crowns of the trees, and the dead leaves left on the branches swirled and fell into the crowd, rubbing the ground and moving forward at a high speed, one piece after another, rustling La la, groups of dead leaves shuttled through the gaps in the crowd, forming an endless flow of leaves.

The wind blows, gradually mad.

People covered their noses and eyes to cover the gray sand and dead leaves, and pulled the young ones to protect the old ones to find shelter from the wind.

At this time, the man wearing a black hat fell into the crowd, and the black clothes and body couldn't hide his powerful body. In his five-fingered grasp, there was an extra widened scimitar, facing the crowd when people scattered to hide from the wind. Striding forward, his direction is the fruit tea shop.

Then another person with a similar appearance appeared behind him, then the third, and the fourth... like a replica, in groups.

"Step aside……"

The rough voice ordered a man and a woman who were blocking the way. The moment the man and woman paused in front of them, the hands holding the scimitar tightened tightly, as if they wanted to kill each other without giving way.

Feng Lin glanced at the wide scimitar, and without a sound, he turned sideways to make way for the opponent.

One after another, countless men in black wearing black hats passed in front of Feng Lin.

Ye Chushuang stood next to Feng Lin, frowned and looked at the expressionless Jun Yan, "These people are here for your apprentice, Lin Lang can't go and have a look!"

"Go, of course, Xi'er is still over there." That means it doesn't matter how rebellious he is, as his beloved daughter cannot be spared.

Ye Chushuang covered his face and chuckled when he heard that, "Gu always thought that you, Lin Lang, prefer boys more. I never thought that now that you have a girl, you treat boys so poorly. Lin Lang, are you patriarchal..."

"I love my daughter, how can that rebel compare?" Feng Lin returned to her, turned around and followed the man in black.

The strong wind from the wrong direction dispersed the crowd. Amidst the frenzied howl of the wind, the doors and windows along the street that were not closed in time slapped frantically.

Fruit tea shops are no exception.

Doors and windows opened with a bang, and then closed with a bang, and then a large wave of dead leaves and gravel flew in, and when they attacked the only people left in the shop, they were stopped by a spiritual barrier, and they went elsewhere unwillingly.

Fu Zhouzhi turned his back to Wu Jingyan, covered Liu Xixi's eyes with one hand, and held her in his arms with the other, not letting go amidst her protests.

And on his back, Mrs. Jinghu Wu Jingyan, who showed her true nature, pressed a long knife against the left chest cavity.

Liu Xixi didn't know it. A moment ago she was still grabbing the scumbag by the neck to ask him to answer, but the next moment she was trapped in his arms and her eyes were covered. For a moment she saw the dancing mirror Yanxiao's flowers trembling. It's so beautiful, and it's smiling so brightly, it's like the lost and found treasure after the owner found his beloved treasure.

Wu Jingyan is the owner, so who is Liu Xixi...

"Xixi, don't move around, squint your eyes carefully when the wind is small."

"As an adult, I know that if you let go, you are guilty of guilt if you don't let go...Let me guess how much of what Miss Jingyan said is true...[-]%! [-]%! Or the truth..."

"Xixi, when I go back, my husband will tell you..."

Wu Jingyan let out a soft laugh, just listening to the sound, who would have thought that this is a person who can wield a magic knife with one hand, and can kill people with one breath, and countless black-clothed subordinates will clean up everything for her when she lifts her finger One of the bosses.

"Master Fu, it's so nice of you to treat Miss Xixi, Jing Yan also wants to treat me like this!"

There was a sound of prayer in his mouth, and the big knife in his hand moved forward steadily, slowly piercing through his clothes, and stabbing into his skin without rushing, scarlet blood seeped out and slid down the blade, tick, tick...it fell on the ground and bloomed. Bright red flowers.

He is not made of iron and stone, of course it will hurt, but at this time, if the safety of the daughter-in-law cannot be guaranteed, he can't act rashly.

Not to mention that there are many black-clothed killers who are not convinced by their strength, and it is unknown which venerable is helping the opponent.

"Master Fu doesn't even want to say a few more words with Jing Yan? Doesn't Fu Zhouzhi know how much Jing Yan misses you? All the portraits of Mr. Fu are hanging in Jing Yan's attic. Jing Yan The window sills of the window are also full of lovesickness flowers planted for you, Mr. Fu, the flowers are so beautiful, Jing Yan really wants to invite Mr. Fu to enjoy the flowers together, Mr. Fu is willing."

"Heh... the hell is willing." Fu Zhouzhi turned to sweep the smoke of the dancing mirror from the corner of his eye.

When he opened his mouth, he was intentionally provocative, "Ma'am, you can't speak well. You are too old to pretend to be a little girl and learn how to grow flowers like a little girl! Ma'am, make sure you don't have presbyopia, and make sure that the flowers in your flower pot are not dog tails." Grass!……"

"...Heh, Mr. Fu still likes to joke around with Jing Yan so much."

She is an aunt and also has presbyopia, and every word pokes the smoke and scales of the dancing mirror.

Wu Jingyan's face turned pale, and the big knife in his hand pierced an inch in, and the blood rushed out of the breach, pulling out a long stream and forming a pool on the ground.

Fu Zhouzhi frowned, silently running his spiritual power to repair himself, and at the same time formed a barrier at the wound to prevent the opponent's knife from penetrating into his heart.Before being hurt by the opponent again and again, he did not compromise, and it is the same now.

Never compromise.

Sensing Fu Zhouzhi's intention of confrontation, Wu Jingyan increased her strength in her hand, a wave of spiritual power poured into the blade along her arm, and then attacked, the wound was confronted by the barrier set by Fu Zhouzhi.

Wu Jingyan raised the black shadow bracelet again, and a large group of disembodied black crows croaked and flew out of the bracelet, as if stimulated by blood, they rushed towards the wound on Fu Zhouzhi's back, intending to break it open. The wound drilled into his body, and if he couldn't get in, he kept cutting, group after group taking turns to cut, almost covering his entire back.

Liu Xixi couldn't see what was going on, and only relied on her sense of hearing to find useful information from the whistling wind. Leaving aside the thoughtless conversation, the only thing that made her feel strange was the crow's cry that suddenly appeared.

There was also the incomprehensible murmur of the scumbag covering her ears.

The voice was very quiet and methodical, and she read it in a rhythm she didn't understand.

Then the covered eyes brightened up in the dimness, and she blinked vigorously despite being stabbed.

The light that shouldn't be there is fleeting.

There was a sudden silence in her ears, the strange crowing sound disappeared, and even the surrounding wind noise disappeared, and at the same time, the whispering in her ear also stopped.

If she could break free and look at her feet, she would find that the two of them were standing on a magic circle painted with blood.

The hand that covered the eyes was slowly released.

While letting go completely, the spiritual light under his feet spun, sweeping away the blood and water all over the place.

"Where is this?..." Liu Xixi was stunned and speechless.

Row after row of tall wooden frames, neatly arranged boxes, big and small, and endless gold-encrusted jade wares...

Such a large space, many gold and silver treasures...

Shouldn't they be in the fruit tea shop!

Eyes closed and opened, why did you run into someone else's warehouse!It's still a warehouse with the door locked!

She pinched herself, it hurt, it was definitely not a dream.

She pointed at Fu Zhouzhi with shaking fingers, wanting an explanation.

On the contrary, Fu Zhouzhi's expression darkened, and he blamed her, "Look, for the sake of my husband, I remind Xixi again and again to ignore that aunt, if you don't listen, she will plot against her... She is not an ordinary person. I don't know how many times older than my husband. Just now you and my husband made her unhappy, and she sent us here with a wave..."

"...?" Is this still her?