My old attack is the snake king

Chapter 137

It was supposed to be a quiet night, but Jiang's house was brightly lit.

Jiang Chu finally woke up. At this moment, he was lying on the shelf, surrounded by a few torches. The black-clothed mage in front of him was holding a mahogany sword and chanting a spell with a spell. There were several black-clothed mages beside him. They wobbled, frightened him from time to time, and stuck out their tongues at him. Some of them had no eyes. The place was empty, and there were bloodstains from the past, which was very frightening.

"Ah!!!!" He struggled and found that his hands and feet were bound by shackles and he couldn't move.

"Go away! Don't touch me!" There was a shrill cry in the night.

No matter how much he yelled, those people didn't stop scaring him, so he turned his eyes to Wen Lan in the audience for help: "Mother, save me, save me! Save me..."

Wen Lan shook her head with heartache, covered her eyes, feeling a little helpless.

After Jiang Chu fainted, Jiang Qiucheng explained to her back and forth, saying that Jiang Chu was infected with evil spirits, and unexpectedly fell in love with a man, who was also a former teacher.

She doesn't believe that her son really likes a man, it must be because evil spirits have penetrated his body and fascinated his mind.

"Ah Chu, don't blame your mother... Hey..."

Wen Lan didn't dare to look at it, she covered her face and began to cry.

And Jiang Qiucheng was holding a long whip in his hand, watching everything on the stage with cold eyes, for fear that Jiang Chu would run away.

There was no response to his plea for help, and everything he saw in front of him, the scene after scene, became blurred in his eyes.

My mind is getting more and more confused.

He even thought the mage was a ghost, and so were the little mages.

"This is hell, this is hell..."

They are all life-threatening ghosts, and they want to take him to the King of Hades to report. Is he dead?

Is it dead?Otherwise, his mother would have rushed up and chased these things away, and she definitely wouldn't have watched the fun from afar.

Dad wouldn't invite these things, he must be dead, it's all fake...

Yes, he died, he died when he was bitten by a poisonous snake, otherwise Qing Heng would not have left because of a trivial matter...

Yes, he is dead...

Jiang Chu was frightened and fainted.

The little sorcerer fainted from the fright, stepped off the stage and reported to the black robed sorcerer: "Master sorcerer, the son's evil spirits have dispersed some."

The black-robed mage immediately reported to Jiang Qiucheng.

Wen Lan, who heard this, ran to the stage quickly, regardless of the obstruction of the surrounding people, put down the shackles on Jiang Chu's hands, hugged him and cried.

"Master, Mrs. Jiang has gone up." A little mage whispered.

The black-robed sorcerer waved his hand, looked at Jiang Qiucheng, and said respectfully, "My lord, Ma'am's move will delay our progress, and I'm afraid it will affect your son's health..."

Jiang Qiucheng's face changed suddenly, and he yelled at Wen Lan, "Ma'am, come down quickly!"

Wen Lan didn't even move after calling three times, Jiang Qiucheng was about to leave, the black-robed mage continued: "My lord, you must prepare some jade ornaments and put them on here."

The black-robed mage pointed to the table in front of him, on which there were charms and a mahogany sword.

Jiang Qiucheng was a little puzzled, but he didn't care too much. He took out a jade pendant from his bosom and offered it with both hands.

"Is this one enough?"

The black-robed mage nodded slightly, looked at the priceless jade in his hand, and explained, "Your Excellency may not understand that jade ornaments are good for purifying evil spirits in people. I'm afraid I won't be able to wear them again if I'm contaminated with evil spirits after using them all night."

Jiang Qiucheng waved his hand, "It's okay, if there are jade ornaments, will Jiang Chu get better soon?"

"That's natural, but..." the black-robed mage hesitated to speak.

"Master, but it doesn't matter."

With Jiang Qiucheng's permission, the black-robed sorcerer continued: "If there is a piece of fresh pure jade every day and night, the young master will definitely be able to recover within ten days..."

"Master, don't worry."

Jiang Qiucheng nodded in agreement, then looked at his wife and children in the distance.

On the platform, Wen Lan hugged the unmoving person tightly, "Ah Chu, don't blame your mother, everything will be fine once the evil spirits are exorcised."

The black-robed sorcerer winked at the little sorcerer next to him, and the little sorcerer quickly ran to Wen Lan's side, and said respectfully, "Madam, hurry up, we're going to the next step."

Wen Lan's eyes were red, and she gently touched his cold cheek, her voice trembling, "In such a hurry? He fainted."

The little mage nodded, "Now that some evil spirits have been dispelled, the next steps will be even more troublesome. It's just a pain in the ass."

"This might be his fate." Wen Lan let go of the hand that was stroking Jiang Chu's cheek, and stood up slightly.

Unexpectedly, the eyes of the unconscious person moved, as if he was about to wake up.

"It's great that you can wake up, Madam, hurry up, we are going to drive away the evil spirits for you." The little mage was a little excited, he didn't need medicine to wake him up, and he could save a lot of money.

However, his shackles were all taken off by Wen Lan.

"Ma'am, hurry up and put on the shackles for the young master."

The lying man suddenly opened his eyes, Jianwen Lan held the shackles at his feet, and curled up his legs.

"Ah Chu, put on the shackles and persevere." Wen Lan walked up to Jiang Chu and urged.

Jiang Chu seemed to have never heard of it, and pushed Wen Lan away in front of him, slowly got up, and stood up.

A few little mages next to him deliberately turned around in front of him, grinning at him, winking at him, and some even stopped him in front of him, not letting him go.

"Step aside."

As if overwhelmed by his sudden and huge change, the little mages stared at his back with their false tongues lolling, and began to look at each other.

"Ah Chu, are your legs okay?" Wen Lan followed behind him, watching him in surprise as he walked down the steps step by step.

"My lord has woken up. It's amazing." The black-robed sorcerer stepped forward and sighed. Jiang Chu glared at him, folded his arms and looked at them: "What are you doing, exorcising ghosts? Or Playing tricks to scare people?"

"This child is really out of shape, go and lie down on it, and wait for the mage to heal you." Jiang Qiucheng strode forward and grabbed him, not letting him go.

"Don't touch me." Jiang Chu snorted coldly, threw him away, and flicked the ashes on his wrist.

"You..." Jiang Qiucheng who was thrown away was a little embarrassed, apparently he did not expect him to do this.

The black robe looked at Jiang Chu's performance and said, "Young Master Jiang actually has two different personalities, it's really strange."

"What does this have to do with you?" Jiang Chu raised his eyebrows, glanced at the stunned Jiang Qiucheng, grabbed the whip from his hand, and ran out.

Jiang Qiucheng had never seen him so indifferent before. Looking at the running back of the man, and then at his empty hands, Wen Lan and everyone exclaimed in his ears.

"Ah Chu ran away, Jiang Qiucheng, what are you doing in a daze, chase after him!"

"Quick, Mr. Jiang has run away, chase after him!"