Chapter 738 Little Sick Ghost

Unexpectedly, Xie Yu really smiled, a blush suddenly appeared on his face, and then he coughed violently.

He coughed extremely hard, as if he would endure great pain again.

"Haha, you tuberculosis ghost, you can't live for a few days, and you still have to use your spiritual power, so it's happening again!"

Seeing this, Yang Chengsi couldn't help laughing, and shouted with a halberd.

Xie Yu really recovered, but suddenly laughed again, "Grandson, knowing that your grandfather has a few days to live, aren't you afraid that grandpa will take away your unfilial grandson before he leaves?"

Yang Chengsi was stunned for a moment, and a look of fear appeared on his face, as if he was really frightened by this sentence.

His life was incomparably precious, but this tuberculosis ghost had been afflicted by a long illness since childhood. If it wasn't for the Jie family and the middle-class cultivator family, who had been hanging with elixir, this guy would never have survived until now.

Xie Yu can really live day by day, but if this guy really drags him to death, he will lose a lot.

"Master, please don't use your spiritual power again."

Before Yang Chengsi could speak, a middle-aged man behind Xie Yuzhen grabbed his hand with a look of panic and helplessness.

"Uncle Niu, I don't need to use spiritual power. You can help me castrate this dog. In the future, there will be one less scourge in this world."

How dare Uncle Niu listen, although the Xie family is not afraid of the Yang family, they will not take the initiative to forge such a deadly feud.

With a look of embarrassment on his face, he said, "Master, the owner of the family has repeatedly told you not to meddle in your own business. Why don't you listen?"

Xie Yuzhen picked up the wine glass on the table, raised his head and drank it in one gulp, he laughed and said, "After thousands of years, who will know the honor and shame? But when hatred is alive, drinking is not enough! The person who knows me best in the world , it is Li Taibai! If you can't live, what's there to be afraid of? Since Uncle Niu is not willing to do it, then I will come!"

"Master, you are offended!"

Uncle Niu gave a wry smile, and reached out his hand to ban and understand all the spiritual power in Yu Zhen's body.

At this moment, I heard a scream, which attracted the attention of Xie Yuzhen and that Uncle Niu.

The two of them were stunned to see that the young man in red had inserted his bare hands into Yang Chengsi's chest.

What shocked them even more was that the boy was still laughing, and while she was laughing, she grabbed Yang Chengsi's heart.

Yang Chengsi didn't seem to be out of breath at this time, he looked at his chest in horror, then looked back at the red-clothed boy, "You, you!!"

The red-clothed boy gave him a sweet smile, and then with a slight force, the heart burst, and the blood splattered in all directions.

"You want to seek death over and over again, but you have to do it, don't you?"

Yang Chengsi never dreamed that the last thing he saw before his death turned out to be a picture of his heart being crushed.

At this time, Yang Chengsi finally realized that the woman behind him was also an immortal cultivator, and her strength was obviously far superior to him.

Yang Chengsi's chest was full of blood, and he finally cut off all vitality, and fell to the ground with his head up.

"Hey, boy, was that poem you just wrote by the man named Li Taibai?"

The girl in red took out a handkerchief from the mustard bag, wiped it carelessly, and asked Xie Yuzhen with a smile.

"Yes, it is one of Li Taibai's collection of works "Three Thousand Poems"."

Xie Yu was really stunned for a moment, looked at the red-clothed boy, and then looked at Yang Chengsi's body, and immediately laughed again, "This scourge has finally died.

After Xie Yuzhen finished speaking, he coughed violently and poured wine again.

"Master, you can't drink anymore!"

Uncle Niu stretched out his hand, grabbed the jug, and threw it to the adjacent table.

"Oh, where is this "Three Thousand Poems" sold?"

The young man in red heard the poem, although he didn't understand its meaning, he felt the sonorous ups and downs, which was quite pleasant. Hearing Xie Yuzhen say the title of the book, he immediately became interested.

"I took a copy with me and gave it to Xiongtai."

Xie Yu really saw that the jug was taken away, he shook his head and sighed, and even if he didn't care, he took out a thick book from the mustard bag, raised his hand, and threw it towards the red-clothed boy.

The red-clothed boy stretched out his hand and caught it firmly, only to see that this thick book had been turned over, and it was obvious that this young man named Xie Yuzhen often read it.

If you open a few pages at will, you will see a lot of thoughts and insights written in pen on it.

"Thank you, little sick man."

Xie Yu really laughed, but he didn't care. He glanced at Yang Chengsi's corpse on the ground and said with a smile, "Brother seems to be a newcomer here, so he probably hasn't settled down yet, but there are quite a few spares in my house. The house, if Xiongtai doesn’t dislike it, you can temporarily stay in my house.”

"Son!"

Uncle Niu's expression changed abruptly. Although Yang Chengsi's talent was average, he really came from the direct line. He died so ignorantly, how could the people of the Yang family give up.

Now he just wants to take Xie Yuzhen to leave this place of right and wrong, but Xie Yuzhen wants to bring the red-clothed boy back to the Jiefu, which is tantamount to causing trouble.

Although the red-clothed boy was not familiar with world affairs, Bingxue was smart. She saw Yu Zhen's eyes and expressions, and guessed that he was mostly worried that Yang Chengsi's family would come to seek revenge on her, so he wanted to take her home to avoid disaster.

The red-clothed boy smiled coquettishly, "Thank you, little sick man, you guys aren't very good-looking here, I'm going home."

After the red-clothed boy finished speaking, he jumped up and jumped directly from the window on the second floor.

Xie Yuzhen stood up and wanted to stop the boy in red, but saw that she had already walked towards an arch bridge by the lake.

Before the red-clothed boy stepped onto the arch bridge, he heard a soft and melodious voice with a bit of annoyance, "Xiao Nian!

Hearing the words, the red-clothed boy looked up suddenly, the expression on his face suddenly changed to surprise and joy, and he shouted, "Sister!"

When Xiao Nian moved, he rushed to the stone arch bridge by the lake as if flying, hugged a man in white tightly, and shouted repeatedly, "Sister! And you!"

Xie Yu was really surprised, how could Xiao Nian be so excited, he couldn't help but look at the man in white.

The next moment, there was a buzzing sound in Xie Yuzhen's mind, his mouth widened, his eyes wide open, and he even stopped coughing.

After a long while, Xie Yu couldn't help muttering to himself, "There is so much beauty in the world!"

Xie Yu is not really a lecherous person, but among the women he has seen, the sum of them can't equal a single strand of hair on the white-robed woman in front of him.

Not only was Xie Yu really stunned, even Uncle Niu behind him and the pedestrians on the stone arch bridge stopped, and couldn't help but look at them both.

For a time, the whole world seemed to be quiet, and only the two of them were left.

"You are getting more and more courageous, and you have come here!"

The woman in white reached out and tapped Xiao Nian's forehead, her face full of anger, but full of doting.