Ghost wife in charge

Chapter 86 Peerless Evil

"husband, let's go there and have a look." Zuo Zixin pointed to the direction she had just glanced at, and she seemed to have met an acquaintance.

"Hmm!" Shangyangjun nodded.

Zuo Zixin was happy, and then took Yangjun's hand and was about to walk over. Suddenly, a middle-aged man came to them. This person doesn't know him, so he is not looking for them. Zuo Zixin paused and then adjusted one direction, but that one also adjusted one direction and then walked to the front of Zuo Zixin.

"Are you two here to participate in the city owner's election?" The middle-aged man bowed, because Shangyangjun's momentum was so prominent that the middle-aged man did not dare to look up at all and only lowered his head.

Zuo Zixin raised his eyebrows and looked at the middle-aged man. Who said that evil cultivation is all kinds of evil, but why has she never met the real evil cultivation?

She tried to recall the evil cultivation she had met: the innocent and lovely, the changeable evil wind, the crazy A Da, the shrewd profiteer half-cured beard, and a two-biter hung by the river by him...

These people seem to have nothing to do with evil. Zuo Zixin doubted whether she had entered the wrong world or not. Look, this uncle is so service-conscious. Zuo Zixin really wants to shout: Professional ethics, where is your professional ethics? Did you kill and set fire?

Zuo Zixin's face was ferocious, and the momentum on her body also reached a certain level. She took Yangjun's hand, then blinked and pretended to be innocent, "husband, what are we here for?"

The middle-aged uncle's hand trembling, his head lowered lower, and he was more convinced that they were big shots.

"We are here to play." Zuo Zixin finally said a sentence when the middle-aged man was sweating coldly. As soon as he said that, the middle-aged uncle suddenly fell down and felt like vomiting blood and died.

He turned his head strangely and looked at Shangyangjun fixedly, meaning: My lord, what do you think?

Shangyangjun's eyes turned, and the cold breath made the middle-aged man hold his breath and dare not move. Finally, Shangyang Jun moved, raised his hand, and then touched Zuo Zixin's long hair, "Good boy."

The middle-aged man's heart is stuffy, and a mouthful of blood is stuck in his throat. He can't spit or swallow.

Zuo Zixin covered her mouth and had fun secretly. Shangyangjun's awkward personality is really against the sky. This can make people angry without a single move.

"We are really here to play." Zuo Zixin said it kindly. Seeing that the middle-aged man was suspicious, she wanted to prove what she said and said, "Husband, he doesn't believe me?"

The corners of Shangyangjun's mouth twitched, and Zuo Zixin acted cute all the way, and he was used to it. However, when Zuo Zixin's weak eyes looked at him, his heart still trembled.

"Good boy!" He stretched out his hand and continued to follow Zuo Zixin's hair.

This scene is so weird! The middle-aged man sweated and then panicked. Could it be that this woman is an important person? This man is her face. From time to time, he raised his eyes and peeped, and then the more he looked at it, the more he felt that what he was thinking was true, so the awe shifted the target.

When the woman flirted with her face, he withdrew safely and was ready to report the situation to the elders. However, before he reached the tall building, suddenly a gust of wind hit his ear, and then the woman in red appeared in front of him.

"Husband, man, what can I do for you?" The middle-aged man looked frightened, and then affirmed his idea even more. This magical cultivation was really powerful.

"Can I participate?" Zuo Zixin used to play soy sauce with Shangyangjun, but finally thought that the amount of activity these days was too small and his cultivation was stagnant, so he decided to practice here, and maybe there might be a chance.

"Can, can!" The middle-aged man took out the jade card and was ready to hand it to her respectfully. Unexpectedly, as soon as the jade card was taken out, it was snatched away by a pull, and then there was no figure of the lady in red in front of him.

He raised his eyes and searched around, only to see that the man had taken her face to the competition area. So he wiped the cold sweat on his head and reported the news to the tall building.

Zuo Zixin took the jade card, then took Shangyangjun's hand and went to the competition venue she was going to. Along the way, there were strong cheers or curses everywhere, including the sound of falling to the ground.

Zuo Zixin opened her eyes. This is a arena.

She walked for a while and then arrived at the venue. At this time, there were four men standing in the ring, and they were all waiting for the last one to arrive. Of course, the people they wait for are Zuo Zixin, who has a shameless reputation.

At this time, Zuo Zixin took the jade card and stuffed it into the steward's arms, meaning: I'm here, let it go. The main reason is that each duel field has a layer of prohibition, isolating the venue from the audience. Therefore, Zuo Zixin needs to use jade cards, and she can't jump up like this.

This is the ancient identification system, and there is really a set.

Zuo Zixin rubbed her hands and was a little ready to move. However, she waited for half a while, but still didn't let anyone go. What's going on? Zuo Zixin was puzzled and raised her eyes.

The stewor in front of her looked at her with an disbelief, and then turned his eyes to Shangyangjun.

She touched her face. Isn't she really not like a master? Looking at it, Shangyang Junguo is really domineering and shameful.

In the end, the stewart was still released under Zuo Zixin's three-inch tongue, but the look was always distrustful, doubtful, and then all kinds of doubts.

Zuo Zixin felt that her personality had been insulted. The little volcano was burning, and her fist was also clenched. She walked into the field with a pale face, rolled her eyes when she passed the stewor, and then jumped on the ring proudly.

She has to wash away her grievances with practical actions.

The people on the field looked at each other and laughed contemptuously. He didn't seem to pay attention to Zuo Zixin. How big a favorite concubine can be. At most, it's ** kung fu.

Zuo Zixin trembled with anger, and then smiled coldly. When everyone laughed, her hand moved so fast that people could not see her action clearly. Then, she clapped her hands, jumped off the field, and then went straight to Shangyangjun, hanging his arm, "husband, let's go."

Wh! Why did you leave? The stewman circled his head and thought: Maybe this lady has had enough! He looked back and looked at the field in astonishment.

A red dot suddenly burst out at the throats of the four people on the field, and then the red dot became bigger and bigger, which became a red line.

"Your neck is bleeding?" A on the court pointed to the neck of the contestant B, and the expanding red line was frightened.

"Have you lost your head?" The contestant B pointed to the C man and watched the red line on his head expand and ooze blood from it. Then the blood rushed down his head like a spring and flew to a corner of the field.

"Yours has also fallen."

"Ah!"

The stewor looked at the horrible scene, from four intact people to the different parts of his head, the neck was still bleeding, and his neck was cold. He quickly stretched out his hand, touched it, and then breathed a clear sigh of relief. It's good that the neck is still there.

He gasped with lingering fright. Although he was used to killing and his hands were stained with blood, he had never seen such a vicious woman who killed people between talking and laughing.

His eyes moved and searched for the figure of the woman in red just now, but after looking at it for a while, he didn't find it. Finally, he only took the promotion jade plate and went in the direction of the tall building.

"husband, look at that man, that move, that posture, do you think it's very handsome?" Zuo Zixin pointed to the people on the field and was a little happy and excited.

Of course, Zuo Zixin was crazy and said to himself, because Shangyang Jun didn't pay attention to her at all, but looked at a man in red on the field not far away.

Who is he?

A question appeared in Shangyangjun's mind, red clothes, when this character appeared in Yunqi mainland, and his moves are very similar to someone. Therefore, Shangyangjun lowered his eyes and fell on the side face of Zuo Zixin, who was still in a state of excitement.

When I first saw her, she was also dressed in red, and she also had a dewd body, and what was her identity? Shangyangjun squeezed his lips, withdrew his sight of Zuo Zixin, looked at the person with a destructive body, and his eyes sank.

He knows very well what Zuo Zixin is, so is it the person who has the same breath as Zuo Zixin? Why did he appear in Yunqi Continent?

"Faband, did you listen to me?" Zuo Zixin's mouth stiffened, can't Shangyangjun answer? It made her feel so bad that she was in a bad mood.

She turned her face, but saw Shangyangjun looking into the distance thoughtfully. She raised her eyebrows, could it be that she found something? So, Zuo Zixin also stretched out her head and looked in that direction.

A man in red?

Zuo Zixin caught a glimpse of the man's back, which was really graceful. Why does this man from Yunqi mainland like coquettish bags so much? What I met before is now the same. This red dress is a disaster for some people, but it is water for some people.

Zuo Zixin elongated her head and was ready to take a look at her face to see if this person was a disaster or water?

Maybe Zuo Zixin's eyes were too hot, and the figure in red suddenly looked back. Sure enough, he looked back and smiled charmingly, and Liugong powder was colorless. The bright lips and beautiful eyes are like a peerless evil.

But why is this demon so familiar?

Evil wind?

Zuo Zixin was stunned, opened his mouth wide, and his whole body was fixed there. Why is this guy here? Zuo Zixin was still puzzled. The demon suddenly threw a wink at him, which made her dizzy and dizzy.

What's going on?

Zuo Zixin quickly shrank back, grabbed Yangjun's hand, then smoothed the beating heart, and then looked up in that direction. The man's sleeves raised, and then those people fell to the ground.

A great! Zuo Zixin made a pertinent evaluation, and then raised her eyes, and the man smiled at her again and came to her.