The shriveled abdomen of the ghost-swalking corpse was wriggling strangely, and suddenly opened its mouth and roared softly. As a strong smelly air came out, the soul of an old man with a dull eyes had been spit out of her mouth.

Chen Mingtang turned his head to look at Chen Dexin beside him. Seeing that Chen Mingtang looked at him, Chen Dexin dared not hesitate anymore. His mouth was opened enough to stuff it into a calf, and swallowed the old man's soul into his body in one mouthful.

As the old man's ghost was swallowed, Chen Dexin's ghost body became more intense and there was a vague trend of substantialization.

"Continue to vomit! No one left!"

When Chen Mingtang saw Chen Dexin swallowing the ghost, he smiled at the corner of his mouth, lowered his head and said coldly toward the ghost-swalking corpse in front of him.

As the ghost-swalking corpse spit out one ghost after another, her body gradually began to weaken, and Chen Dexin's ghost body had completely solidified after swallowing dozens of ghosts. However, because he swallowed so many ghosts in a short period of time, his abdomen was bulging high, like a pregnant woman waiting to give birth.

Zhang Xiaoluo stood quietly in the house and witnessed the whole process. He couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart. He looked at Zhang Yu, who was wearing wedding clothes, wedding crown, and bowed his head and silently.

"No, if this continues, even if Chen Dexin becomes an evil marriage with Zhang Yu, his soul will be destroyed due to violent body! Chen Mingtang is not helping his son, but it seems..."

"Continue! Spit out your own soul!"

Chen Mingtang looked at the desolate ghost-swallowing corpse, who was slumped on the ground, and spoke coldly again.

The ghost-swalking corpse raised his head with difficulty and looked at Chen Mingtang who was staring at him coldly. A crazy roar faintly came from his mouth, and his eyes showed a pleading.

"If you don't want to, I'll take it myself!"

Chen Mingtang's eyes flashed again with a sharp look, and he raised his hand to grab the head of the ghost-swalking corpse.

"No! Sir, let me go for my mother for many years!"

Chen Detu suddenly moved forward, thumped and knelt in front of Chen Mingtang, grabbed Chen Mingtang's arm that was about to reach out to the head of the ghost-swalking corpse with both hands, bent down, and kowtowed to Chen Mingtang with a "bang bang".

Chen Mingtang hesitated slightly, looked at Chen Dexin's high and bulging abdomen, and then slowly retracted his outstretched arm.

Chen Detu hurriedly helped the ghost-swalking corpse limp on the ground to the corner of the wall, opened the door of the sedan chair, took out an old recorder from the corner, and pressed the play button.

The strange sound of the underworld echoed in the green room, making Zhang Xiaoluo unable to help but remember the dark joy that came from Zhang Yu's phone that night, which was surprisingly similar to that at this moment.

"Go into the sedan chair!"

Chen Mingtang looked at Zhang Yu, who was slightly lowered and said nothing, and said softly, and there was a bit of pity in his words.

Zhang Yu slowly moved his footsteps, walked towards the door of the sedan chair with the curtains lifted, and bent down and sat in the sedan chair.

Chen Detu, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly walked forward, handed one end of the bright red ribbon in his hand to Zhang Yu, who was sitting in the sedan chair, and the other end to Chen Dexin, who was standing at the door with a complicated face.

A red hydrangea was tied to the red silk, which kept swaying left and right under the faint light of the room.

"Onmyoji, you have participated in it, and it will save me some trouble. Tonight, you can come and testify for my son's marriage!"

Chen Mingtang finally looked at Zhang Xiaoluo, who had never spoken, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he spoke.

When a Yin person and a person in the Yang family are matched with Yin marriage, you need to have an Onmyoji certificate to marry, so that you can be recognized by the Yang and the Ming realms.

"Chen Mingtang, are you trying to get your son Chen Dexin to marry him to make him stay in the world? Or do you want him to be destroyed by his soul because of his many souls? You... you are not Chen Mingtang! Who are you?"

Zhang Xiaoluo narrowed his eyes and stared at Chen Mingtang in a black robe, with a hint of mockery in his words.

Chen Mingtang and Zhang Xiaoluo looked at each other, and their murderous intent gradually became fierce.

"Certify for marriage or die! Choose yourself!"

In the end, Chen Mingtang spoke slowly, and his words no longer covered his strong murderous intent.

"What if I choose neither?"

Zhang Xiaoluo stepped forward, bent his upper body slightly, and on his back covered by his clothes, small white dots appeared, as if something was about to grow from his back.

Maybe after tonight, it will really come back again, alas!

Chen Mingtang suddenly felt an inexplicable aura emanating from this small Yin-Yang Tianshi Master. This aura was definitely not what Taoist Xuanmen Yin-Yang Master should have. Although the aura was weak, it made him feel a sense of palpitations.

He suppressed the inexplicable palpitations in his heart and stretched out his right hand from under the black robe again. He was still confident of getting rid of this ignorant Onmyoji.

"Logo!"

Zhang Yu, who was sitting in the sedan chair, suddenly called Zhang Xiaoluo. She looked at Zhang Xiaoluo's pretty face, felt the faint concern in Zhang Xiaoluo's gaze, and showed her first smile tonight.

"Brother Luo, you... just help Yu'er prove his marriage! OK?"

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at Zhang Yu in red wedding clothes, with a look of struggle in his eyes. On his back, which was placed in the dark, several tentacle-like whiskers had pierced the clothes behind him and were dancing silently.

"Zhang Xiaoluo, the Yin-Yang Tianshi of Xuanmen Yin-Yang, is now in power as the Yin-Yang Master, and is the Yang world Zhang Yu and the underworld..."

"No! I'm not willing!"

Just as Zhang Xiaoluo gritted his teeth and said the testimony of an evil marriage, Chen Dexin, who was holding the other end of the red silk, suddenly roared, with extreme fear on his face, threw the red silk in his hand towards Zhang Xiaoluo, stood up and flew over the mansion, and wanted to escape outside the mansion.

"You're looking for death!"

Chen Mingtang, who was standing aside, suddenly pointed at Chen Dexin who had already flown out of the courtyard wall. Yin and Yang Pisces transformed from above Chen Dexin's ghost body. The moment the Yin and Yang fish appeared, Chen Dexin's ghost body that had been completely staring exploded, and a stream of extremely rich yin energy filled the entire courtyard.

Chen Mingtang stepped out, stretched out his hands frequently, grabbed the yin energy in a ball, and waved it to Zhang Yu, who was sitting in the sedan chair. As soon as the yin energy touched Zhang Yu's body, it penetrated into her seven orifices and disappeared.

Zhang Yu absorbed most of the ghost energy that Chen Dexin had radiated from his violent body, and a layer of ice began to quickly form on her pretty face. There was no trace of blood on her face, her lips trembled, and she looked at Zhang Xiaoluo, as if she wanted to say something to Zhang Xiaoluo, but slowly lowered her head and closed her eyes slightly.

When Chen Mingtang saw the layer of ice on Zhang Yu's body getting more and more, his face showed a little anxious look. He suddenly looked at the ghost-swalking corpse crouching in the corner and grabbed it.

"Spit out your own soul!"

Chen Mingtang grabbed the throat of the ghost-swalking corpse, forced the mouth of the ghost-swalking corpse, and put his hand into her mouth, trying to reach in and take out the ghost-swalking corpse's own soul.

"Let my mother go! Please! Let my mother go!"

Chen Detu pounced on Chen Mingtang like crazy, and wanted to fight Chen Mingtang desperately, but Chen Mingtang pushed his hand and flew out and fell heavily into the dark corner, fainting.

Chen Mingtang had been planning for many years, but he did not want to fail because of the house-protecting ghost's escape. He would never allow Zhang Yu to die due to the Yin Qi entering his body. He wanted to find another Yin Soul to replace Chen Dexin. Although the soul of the ghost-swalking corpse itself is not a male body, as long as it can slightly alleviate the invasion of Yin Qi in Zhang Yu's body, he might have a little chance of looking for a male soul that had been dead for more than three days.

If you cannot find the ghost that can share the cold air in Zhang Yu's body as soon as possible, Zhang Yu may be really killed by the cold air.

"Zhang Xiaoluo, the Yin-Yang Tianshi of Xuanmen Yin-Yang, is now in power as the Onmyoji, and is a ghost marriage for Zhang Yu, the soul of the underworld, Zhang Xiaoluo, who is the soul of the underworld..."

Chen Mingtang suddenly heard Zhang Xiaoluo's words of marriage coming from behind him. He was shocked, and he cut off the neck of the ghost-swalking corpse, and turned to look behind him.

One end of the red silk that was thrown away by Chen Dexin was still tightly held in his hand by Zhang Yu, who had no idea of ​​life and death. The other end was held in his palm by Zhang Xiaoluo.

As his words came out, a stream of yin energy was transmitted from Zhang Yu's body through the red silk into Zhang Xiaoluo's body. After hovering in Zhang Xiaoluo's body for a while, it was transmitted back to Zhang Yu's body along the silk.

"You...you..."

Chen Mingtang looked at everything in front of him and finally showed a look of horror on his face. The Yin-Yang Tianshi actually matched him with Zhang Yu with Yin-Marriage.

The ice layer on Zhang Yu's body had disappeared, and she seemed to be asleep. A green halo was faintly lingering on her white face, which was slightly different from the previous Zhang Yu.

Zhang Xiaoluo reached out and gently stroked Zhang Yu's perky nose, put down the red silk in his hand, looked at Chen Mingtang who was still staying there, and walked towards the door.
Chapter completed!