Prince Zhuang Fujin

Chapter 292 The Source of Everything (1)
"Sister, now you have silver Gu, and you often combine double cultivation with brother-in-law's golden Gu, and your witchcraft skills are already perfected. No matter how powerful Guo Luoluo is, there is no limit. If it doesn't work, I have Shikigami now, and I'm afraid she will be alone. Ordinary people can't do it, my shikigami is very fierce. Otherwise, my sister will agree to Iwata's request, and I will contract a shikigami with my brother-in-law." Wang Hanxue smiled while talking, her eyes flashed, as if she wanted to plot against Wang Hanyan Seems like.

Wang Hanyan glanced at her, and said with a faint smile: "There is no need for shikigami, Yang said, if our Gu is cultivated to the extreme, your contract spirit may not be able to compare."

"That's the best, but Gu worms are always difficult to tame." Wang Hanxue let it go with a reluctance, and I also had a kind expression.

Wang Hanyan smiled, stood up and said, "Be careful, Iwata is still relying on our Hongmen Tiandihui now, and when he doesn't need us someday. I don't know what will happen, so why don't you just do it this time?" Have you been backlashed by the shikigami? It’s better to take it easy. I think the gentleness and strength of the shikigami of his other concubines are not small, why is it such a fierce and tame shikigami for you?”

After speaking, he left without looking back, with a smile on his lips.

Wang Hanxue shook hands, her phalanxes looked a little pale because of the handshake. It seemed that because they were married, one was a regular wife and the other was just a concubine, which further deteriorated the relationship between the two sisters.

There is a gap between the two of them!
Wang Hanxue returned to the room, picked up a whip, and whipped it towards Qiyue who was waiting. The whip carried some spiritual power, and when it hit her body, there would be no marks on her body, but the force of the whip was Pumped on the soul.

Qiyue was in great pain, but she didn't dare to scream. She also knew that Wang Hanxue, the master, was angry at the moment. If she screamed, she might be treated more cruelly.

Enduring the burning pain in her soul, Qiyue began to question for the first time, can Wang Hanxue really help her get Cangjie?
"Disappointing! Go and find me the souls of ten people who were born during the cloudy season!" Wang Hanxue whipped for a while, and when she saw Qiyue remained silent, she was also disappointed, dropped the whip and ordered her.

After hearing this, Qiyue blessed her body, enduring the burning pain in her soul, turned around and left.

Wang Hanxue strolled towards the dressing table. The mirror on the dressing table was a glazed mirror instead of a dim bronze mirror. Looking in the mirror, her face became more delicate and glamorous, and her charming eyes were lightly raised, with a little bit of charm.

Under the perverted training of Matsuichiro Iwata, her figure became more and more enchanting, even better than those prostitutes.

Wang Hanxue admired it for a while, but there was resentment in her eyes. If it wasn't for that woman Guo Luoluo, she would not have embarked on this road.Thinking of how she was tortured by that pervert on the wedding night, she hated it even more.

If Guo Luoluo hadn't poisoned her again, how could she be willing to become Iwata's concubine? Although she became more beautiful and stronger than ordinary people after contracting shikigami, she also lost her freedom and To pursue, you have to be under the control of that pervert for the rest of your life.

Thinking of no future and no freedom, the expression on Wang Hanxue's face became more ferocious.

At this time, when she heard the voice of the servant girl saluting Iwata, she quickly changed her facial expression, got up and greeted her...

On the Qinhuai River, Qiyue's small painting boat floats on the river.

As she plucked the strings and sang songs, the sons and buddies on both sides of the strait and even some of the boats were attracted by the singing and her figure.

Qiyue didn't pay any attention, and continued to play the strings and sing songs, and the boat continued to row forward.

(End of this chapter)