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12. Wife beats his wife?(1/2)

Apart from the suffocation in his chest, Xia Yu's whole heart was extremely frightened.

He was a little familiar with the voice just now, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

According to yesterday's experience, the guys who came to the door at this time should be the guys named Qingqing among the black shadows.

Logically speaking, even Qingqing, her mission here is to expand the spiritual energy output of the immortal core in his body, and it should not cause any harm to him.

But it didn't give him the feeling.

It was a cold, sensation that was immersed in the bone marrow.

"help me……"

The long straight black hair drooped down his cheeks into the water, which was the voice of a girl.

A little sweet.

Xia Yu turned his head inch by inch.

A pair of cold and pale eyes suddenly appeared in his ears.

"help me……"

Xia Yu was a little familiar with this rhythm, and this time he was not as good as a heart attack.

It jumped a little.

But in this quick glance, he had already seen the beauty's face clearly—

Zhang Muying.

Her skin is fair and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised.

The facial features are extremely delicate.

If you ignore the dead face that is not close to a living person, you should be considered beautiful.

A more intimate relationship than two people riding an umbrella together is probably the two people wearing a hair together.

Wife in the previous life was also a fate.

Although Xia Yu was reluctant.

Zhang Muying leaned her face closer to him and gently sniffed his smell.

"Um... so... so... so... so good..."

Xia Yu opened his mouth, but a cool liquid immediately poured into his mouth and nose.

He felt no sense in his body.

Only the brain still has a hint of awakeness-

He remembered washing his face just now, and then the faucet rustled.

If you don’t give me a chance to speak, how can I know how to help you?

What do I want to help you?

Xia Yu wanted to struggle to stand up, but found that he could not move at all.

Zhang Muying's face was tightly pressed against him, greedily sucking his fairy spirit.

If it were in the past, he would have enjoyed the process very much, without taking the initiative, and he was a big beauty.

Connima...

You are like this now, my face is still buried in the basin.

Could it be that the big monsters in their previous lives have a unique hobby and like to be in the water?

But this feeling of suffocation will really make you burp by accident.

Then, let alone nourishing the immortal core, the immortal core will be gone.

...

In desperation, a tenacious thought grew out of Xia Yu's mind.

He doesn't want to die.

Especially I don't want to die in such a frustrated way.

No matter what Zhang Muying did to him, it seems that he is killing him now.

Xia Yu struggled, exerting force on his whole body until his fingers moved slightly.

"roll!"

He shouted loudly and spit out a bunch of bubbles from the water.

The water in the pool was already full, overflowing from it, wetting his clothes and the floor.

This sound of [Get] seemed to contain infinite power, and the white arms that grabbed his hands trembled violently.

At the same time, a white light grew out of his chest.

...

In Le Xiaoxiao's sight, white hair suddenly grew out and pulled out of the air, as if he was pulling some heavy object and suddenly hit the wall backwards.

“Hu~Hu~”

Xia Yu fell to the ground with his back and inhaled in big breaths.

His eyes were red and he was very congested.

Xiaomi quickly protected him with tentacles.

Xia Yu opened his eyes slightly and saw Zhang Muying, who was wrapped in white hair around his throat, pressing tightly against the wall.

Her body was covered in water, flowing.

A pair of barefoots fluttered up and down the air.

Xia Yu's eyes were confused.

I can't understand this.

My wife left her hair to save her life in her previous life, but now she is actually hitting herself?

What the hell is this?

The force of the white hair gradually tightened and pulled, and a very deep and thin dent appeared on Zhang Muying's neck.

“Yes…no…”

A vague sound was made in her throat.

Zhang Muying looked at Xia Yu with a sad look, then grabbed his throat with his hands and suddenly disappeared into the bathroom.

Xia Yu fell to the ground with his back on his back, his whole body exhausted.

My heart was filled with huge questions.

...

As soon as Zhang Muying left, the electricity in the room immediately returned to normal, and the lights lit up one after another.

Xia Yu put away his hair again and then explained the experiences of the past two days to Le Xiaoxiao in detail.

In fact, he has no better partner to talk to. Although he is a little bit miserable, he is also a candidate who can advise on the staff.

"As you said just now..."

Le Xiaoxiao sat on the sofa, holding her chin with her hands, and fell into deep thought.

"This person named Zhang Muying is not physical, and he is probably a ferryman. And he is very hostile and terrible. Xiaomi and I shouldn't be able to deal with her."

It's certain that she can't handle it. You have to know that one of her hair is enough to make you die.

but--

Xia Yu frowned.

My wife in my previous life was a savior?

"Will the monster become a ferryman after it dies?"

Le Xiaoxiao thought, "If the obsession is strong enough, he will become a very special demon spirit, the kind with only spiritual bodies but no entities. In fact, he is also a ferryman.

As long as the ferry is successful and enters reincarnation, it will forget what happened in the previous life and start a new life of demons.”

"Or life," Le Xiaoxiao wrinkled her little nose, "It mainly depends on what species she has become."

"Is it possible to retain memories of the previous life after reincarnation?"

"It's possible... I don't know. Some people with very heavy obsessions may still remember them even if they are forced to reincarnate."

Xia Yu didn't speak, thinking quietly.

There are some abnormalities in this, but he hasn't figured it out for a while.

The room is very quiet.
To be continued...
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