Chapter Forty-Six: The Shield
"Uncle, aren't I okay? Besides, with Ah Hua by my side to protect Wang Hua, no one can hurt your niece. The things that happened before were just petty fights, uncle, don't worry too much. Wang Hui heard Wang Qing's reproach and hurriedly defended.
Wang Qing seemed to be helpless with his niece, and then turned his gaze to Wang Hua.
"Young man, Wang Hua heard what Director Lin said, a few months ago, it was all thanks to you to protect Huihui and be thoughtful, so that she escaped death, not bad, but the future life is terrifying!" Wang Qing's tone was very soft, giving people a feeling as warm as water.
"The mayor has won the prize. Wang Hua was neither humble nor arrogant, and smiled.
"Do a good job, the future is limitless!" Wang Qing patted Wang Hua on the shoulder, and then walked to the front of the living room.
Although it was just a simple pat on the shoulder, this scene had already fallen into the eyes of many people, and some people even recorded it with a camera.
In the next situation, Wang Qing first came forward to say a few words, calling on everyone to pay attention to charity, and then drank a few sips of wine and explained: "Everyone continue to drink, I still have a lot of work in the city today, so I won't accompany you." ”
Then he led a group of accompanying personnel away, and as soon as the mayor left, the originally serious atmosphere at the scene suddenly became intense.
As the host, Wang Hui always pulls Wang Hua wherever she goes, and it seems that this shield is blocked.
This Zhang Meng was just chatting with some business elites at another banquet, and did not come up to entangle again.
"Who is this Zhang Meng?" Wang Hua hurriedly asked during the banquet.
Wang Hui snorted twice: "Our country, the youngest son of the Minister of Industry of the Third Public and Sixth Ministries, has been studying abroad all these years and rarely comes back, don't look at him on the surface He looks polite, but in fact, he is looking for women outside all day long, and he is a young master." ”
"Oh!" Wang Hua nodded, and did not ask any further.
This time it was Wang Hui's turn to be surprised: "Why don't you blame me at all because I offended the minister's son!"
Wang Hua said: "You must have a reason why you don't like that Zhang Meng, we have known each other for so long, and we can be regarded as friends, so we should help you." ”
"Righteous enough. Wang Hui nodded seriously, and finally frowned and reminded: "Zhang Meng is narrow-minded, and he will repay him, you have to be careful in the future, today's matter, I am wrong, I have caused you trouble, I will definitely find a way to compensate you in the future, and I will not make it difficult for you." ”
"That's nothing. Wang Hua sighed slightly, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.
Wang Hui also went to him, but he stepped forward to fight with a group of business tycoons, and most of the discussions were about business topics.
Wang Hua didn't dare to be interested in business, so he found a corner casually, brought over a plate of buffet, and ate to himself.
When the party was about to end at the end, Zhang Meng over there came up again and didn't know what to say to Wang Hui, Wang Hui looked angry, walked over angrily, and said to Wang Hua: "Go! Send me home." ”
"But I haven't eaten enough yet......" Before she could wipe her mouth, Wang Hui took Wang Hua's hand and went out.
However, at the moment when he was about to walk out of the door, he was stopped by a young man in a Tang costume.
"Mr. Wang, why rush to leave! Our Mr. Zhang wants to invite you to accompany him and have two glasses, and talk to you by the way. "This person is quite tall, his eyes are gray, and at first glance there is nothing, but the more he looks, the more he feels that the other person's eyes are like a demon cave, and he wants to devour people's souls into them.
"Good guy, who is this person next to Zhang Meng? Why didn't I feel it just now?" As soon as this person appeared, Wang Hua's whole person immediately became vigilant, and he vaguely smelled an extremely dangerous smell.
"Forget it! I met Mr. Zhang in Pingshui, and there was nothing to talk about. Wang Hua stared at the person who suddenly appeared and said lightly.
"Good!" the man cried, and suddenly grabbed with one hand.
"Boom!"
This false grasp, with him as the center, seems to have an invisible yin wind.
Suddenly, Wang Hua felt that his sea of consciousness was violently vibrating, as if his spiritual power was about to be absorbed by this invisible yin wind and come out of his body.
"What kind of spell is this?" Wang Hua's consciousness moved, guarding the sea of knowledge, and the image of a nine-tailed and three-headed calamity queen flashed in his sea of consciousness, and he immediately suppressed his spirit from being sucked away.
"Hmm!" The middle-aged man seemed to feel a little surprised, and with another grasp of his palm, the invisible yin wind disappeared, and the entire living room was suffocated again.
What followed was that an invisible transparent sharp sword was condensed in the palm of this person's palm, and the sword of divine thought transformed by the spirit was condensed, and it instantly slashed towards Wang Hua.
This is the sword of the original god without going out of the body, condensing the divine thought with spiritual power, hurting people in the air, and it is already infinitely close to the realm of exorcism.
The realm of exorcism is a mind-controlled entity, and this sword of divine thought is spiritually incarnated, but it is actually a thing of nothingness.
This kind of technique is a means of out-of-body realm and the differentiation of the primordial spirit.
Out of the body realm, the spirit is differentiated, the consciousness moves, and it is ever-changing. Wang Hua has also reached this realm.
This time, the sword of divine thought, slashing through the air, was extremely fast, and the power of cutting shook the space, and it seemed that it could kill all matter.
"Bang, bang, bang......"
This sword broke through the air and slashed, Wang Hua came first, and suddenly sacrificed the soul drum, and with the sound of the drum, the spiritual power in the sea of consciousness turned into an invisible spiritual silk out of the body.
Under the control of Wang Hua's consciousness, these spiritual threads were intertwined, turning into an invisible spiritual net, forcibly intercepting the sword of divine thoughts, not allowing them to move forward half a step.
At the same time, the endless spiritual threads on the spiritual net gradually impacted and disintegrated the power on the sword of divine thoughts, causing the sword of divine thoughts to begin to collapse and dissipate.
"Hmm! Spiritualize the silk, knot the silk into a net!" The man was shocked again, and spat out a word "Burst!"
With a bang, the entire sword of divine thought suddenly disintegrated, and then exploded violently, with a huge explosion force, and the entire living room really trembled slightly, and even the spiritual net was blown up and disintegrated at once, as if it had suffered a devastating blow.
Wang Hua's consciousness suffered a heavy blow at this time, and the whole person fell to his knees all of a sudden, his body trembled slightly, and his face was even more pale.
And that person blew up the sword of divine thoughts, and his divine consciousness was even more traumatized, and the whole person sat on the ground, his forehead was covered with dense fine sweat, and his eyes were black for a while, as if he was going to faint at any time, but he was trying his best to grit his teeth and hold on, showing that he was not weaker than others.