Table House Villa!

The servant had been waved back by Zhuo Wenbin. The whole villa was dimly lit. Zhuo Wenbin sat on the sofa holding a red wine glass, and tasted the red wine in the glass from time to time, with excitement in his eyes.

An operating table, a cold scalpel, and all kinds of indescribable medicines were placed in the living room. The table Junting was tied up and fixed on the operating table, and was scolding at the top of her lungs.

"Zhuo Wenbin, you beast, even if I die today, I will turn into a ghost and eat your flesh and drink your blood."

Like an evil ghost roaring and howling, at this moment, Table Junting no longer had the ladylike style she used to be. She seemed to have turned into a madman, and her red eyes were blooming with extremely terrifying hatred.

"Little girl, you will indeed turn into a ghost, it's just a tool in my hand." The ghost old man said excitedly, and even more gloomy ghostly aura appeared all over his body. He picked up the scalpel and walked towards Junting step by step.

Unwillingness, despair, and endless anger and hatred, this is all the emotions of Table Junting at this moment.

She was originally a daughter-in-law. According to the normal life trajectory, she would have no worries about food and clothing in her life. She would find a husband and give birth to a child in the future, and spend her life happily ever after.

Chen Junting never thought that one day she would die and be killed by her second uncle. But when the facts were in front of her, she finally knew that all this was not a dream, but a reality she had to face.

"Old Gui, you must be careful not to kill her directly. Only when she is alive, will it be useful to me." Zhuo Wenbin put down his red wine glass and walked towards Old Gui quickly, even his voice trembling.

"Wenbin, I did not read the wrong person. You are indeed poisonous and cruel. Not only can you kill your father and elder brother, but you have no human nature to face your last relatives at this moment." The old man of Gui smiled gloomy, not knowing whether he was praising Zhuo Wenbin or mocking him.

Zhuo Wenbin's face turned red, and a look of shame flashed across his eyes, but he was quickly replaced by the madness in his eyes. His voice said sinisterly: "As long as I can cultivate to the true interpretation of the Netherworld and become a half-ghost body, I can live forever and immortality. The whole world in the future will be mine. What does family affection count as a matter of?"

"Okay! I am worthy of being a disciple of the ghost realm, with great perseverance and perseverance." The ghost old man's eyes flashed and he praised again.

"My good niece, although the second uncle can't bear to kill you, I can only sacrifice you for the sake of the second uncle's future." Zhuo Wenbin brushed across Junting's cheek extremely gentlely, as if he was admiring a treasure.

"You beast must not die well."

At this point, Chen Junting knew that she would die without a doubt. Her silver teeth were about to be broken, and her blood-red eyes burst into extremely terrifying hatred, but she had no choice but to deal with Zhuo Wenbin.

"Do it!" Zhuo Wenbin said coldly.

“As you wish.”

The old ghost smiled gloomy and took the scalpel and cut it directly towards Junting's heart.

"Um!"

A muffled groan was spit out from the mouth of Junting. She couldn't see the scene in front of her chest, but she could feel that the sharp blade had already cut open her chest, and a large amount of liquid squirted out of her chest.

Does it hurt?

Chen Junting could no longer feel the pain, she could only feel the cold knife kept stirring in her chest, her blood was flowing out, her consciousness gradually blurred, and her face before her father and grandfather died tragically appeared in her mind.

The operation continued, and the pain was no longer felt. Chen Junting's heart was now full of reluctance and anger.

Why is she a weak woman?

She was unwilling to die here before she could take revenge!

The consciousness gradually blurred, and his pupils gradually dissipated. At this moment, Chen Junting had already stepped into death with one foot, and she was afraid that it would turn into a cold corpse after not long.

"The operation was very successful. Her blood in her heart has been taken out. You have to refine it while the blood is not cold yet. Only in this way can you achieve a half-ghost body." The ghost elder handed the container to Zhuo Wenbin, which contained the blood in her heart.

"good!"

Zhuo Wenbin was very excited. He took the container handed to him by Gui Lao, raised his head and poured the blood from the container into his mouth, and then sat cross-legged and started working on the real solution of the Netherworld.

Suddenly, an extremely gloomy ghost energy evaporated from Zhuo Wenbin's body and entered a strange state of cultivation.

at this time.

On the operating table, a large amount of blood slowly overflowed from Junting's chest, her body twitched silently, and the breath of life was slowly dissipating. But she opened her eyes tightly, and with the endless hatred in her heart, she didn't want to die just like this.

Time passes quickly.

Twenty minutes later, Zhuo Wenbin had an extremely terrifying change. His body gradually changed and atomized. His originally human-shaped body looked a little distorted at this moment, and there was an extremely strong ghost aura surrounding him.

Zhuo Wenbin suddenly opened his eyes. When his eyes opened and closed, the two green ghost fires were extremely terrifying, giving people a sense of extreme terror.

"Success!"

Zhuo Wenbin growled excitedly, his arms stretched out, and the sound of air exploding came from around him. He seemed to have an illusion that at this moment, a mountain was blocking his face, and he could also smash it into pieces with one punch.

"Ghost Old, in order to thank you for your cultivation, Wenbin has no choice but to treat you as blood food and have a meal first." Zhuo Wenbin woke up from his excitement, and his voice became more and more cold. His eyes at Ghost Old Old appeared to have a murderous intent.

"You want to kill me?"

Facing Zhuo Wenbin, who was half-human and half-ghost, the ghost old man sneered repeatedly, as if his wisdom bead was holding it, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

"This is what you taught me. If you want to achieve great things, you cannot have a slight kindness." Zhuo Wenbin smiled sinisterly.

Dingling!

"ah!"

Suddenly, I saw that there was an extra golden bell in the ghost's hand. It was slowly shaking at this moment, which made Zhuo Wenbin howl in pain and fall to the ground.

"Wenbin, you are still too young. If you don't have the means to check and balance you, how dare I teach you the true understanding of the Netherworld?" The old man said contemptuously.

"Old Ghost, I was wrong, spare me." Zhuo Wenbin kept begging him in pain.

"snort!"

"I'll let you go this time. If you have the intention of being unjust in the future, I will definitely want you to look good." The ghost old man put away the golden bell, his voice extremely cold.

"Go, your niece hasn't completely died yet. Swallowing her flesh and blood can consolidate your unstable half-ghost body." The ghost smiled sinisterly and pointed at the table Junting lying on the operating table.

"food?"

"What a delicious bloody food!"

Zhuo Wenbin slowly stood up, his eyes were like copper bells, and a lot of saliva kept flowing out of the corners of his mouth, and he was walking towards Junting on the table step by step.
Chapter completed!