Feeling the majestic power in his body, Ye Chen's heart was surging and he was pleasantly surprised, his body turned around, and he swept towards the bottom of the mountain like a civet cat.

Coming to the edge of the small lake where he had exchanged the Heaven Swallowing Divine Skill again, he took out his mobile phone, Ye Chen jumped into the water directly, and began to clean the dirt oozing out of his body.

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He stood on the shore of the lake, looking at the reflection in the water, dumbfounded.

A knife-like resolute face, star-like eyes, a high nose bridge, warm lips, white and delicate skin, and waist-length green silk............

This, this is simply a beautiful boy who only exists in TV dramas!

Handsome guy!

These two words immediately appeared in Ye Chen's mind.

It's not just handsome!

There is also endless charm and elegance!

He looked at himself in the water, and was in a trance for a while.

It was the perfect look he had ever dreamed of.

However, when God really fulfilled his wish, he was a little afraid to accept it!

Astound!

The surprise came so fast, unbelievably fast.

"Jingle Bell~"

At this moment, a phone rang, interrupting Ye Chen's thoughts.

Picking up the phone, Ye Chen looked down and saw that it was an unfamiliar phone number, and answered it suspiciously.

"Hey, Master Ye, I'm Fang Jiayi, are you free today?"

A cautious soft female voice came, making Ye Chen slightly stunned.

Fang Jiayi?

Is that granddaughter of Fang Lao? What is she looking for herself?

However, Fang Jiayi quickly explained the reason on the phone.

It turned out that Fang Jiayi's father, that is, Fang Lao's second son, Fang Tiancheng, is the current mayor of Wuzhou, and there is a mountain in the center of Wuzhou called Jiulong Mountain, which is a place where Zhong Lingzhi is beautiful, and the government wants to develop it.

However, it is rumored that the Kowloon Mountain is haunted and unclean, and tourists often see ghosts wandering on it, and they can even feel the slightest chill.

So much so that Jiulong Mountain has been neglected and abandoned for a long time, and all developers are discouraged.

Therefore, Fang Tiancheng invited some well-known Chinese feng shui masters to dispel ghosts today, hoping to change the impression of Jiulong Mountain in people's hearts.

Fang Jiayi was afraid that something would happen to his father, so he thought of Ye Chen.

Ye Chen thought about it for a while, then agreed, told her where he was, asked her to pick him up, and hung up the phone.

"A ghost on the top of the mountain?"

Ye Chen's brows furrowed slightly, he tidied up his clothes in a stumbling manner, and walked slowly towards the outside of the mountains and forests.

Fang Jiayi's speed was very fast, but in just ten minutes, she drove a Ferrari to Ye Chen's house.

However, when she first saw Ye Chen, she suddenly opened her mouth slightly, her eyes were full of incredulity, and a slight flush flashed on her cheeks.

Ye Chen's body seemed to exude a kind of magic, attracting her all the time, the long flowing hair and delicate skin made Fang Jiayi's face peachy and her cheeks hot.

"What's wrong with me?"

She quickly shook her little head to sober herself up, and asked curiously, "Master Ye, ...... are you?"

"Oh, it's okay, let's go and see your business!" Ye Chen said.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Fang Jiayi didn't want to ask again, and rushed towards the city center with him.

It took more than an hour for the two of them to feel the scene and found that there were already countless special police officers who had pulled up a line of defense.

Fang Jiayi said her identity, entered with Ye Chen, and found that there was already a group of people talking softly in front of her.

Among those people, there are some heads of large groups, big real estate developers and the like, all of them are dressed decently, and their eyes are shining, and they also want to see if this Jiulong Mountain can be restored to its previous appearance.

After all, this place is not only in the center of the city, but also a treasure of feng shui, and it is rumored that there are dragon veins in the mountain, and every inch of land is gold!

The morning light is shining, the golden light is shining, looking up to see the moon, reaching out to pick up the stars, nothing more than this.

If you can take this piece of land, it will be easy to make tens of billions of dollars.

However, Ye Chen looked at it and found that everyone was standing in a circle around an old man in a sixtieth century.

He was wearing a gray robe, described as withered, with gray hair, but his expression was extremely arrogant, his eyes were slightly narrowed, revealing a sharp light like an eagle falcon, and he looked like a fairy wind and bones.

There was a little boy standing next to the old road, and his delicate little face was also full of pride.

And opposite the two stood a majestic middle-aged man, wearing a decent suit, a meticulous back care, exuding the momentum of a superior person.

Ye Chen estimated that this was Fang Jiayi's father, that is, the mayor of Wuzhou City, Fang Zhengcheng.

At this moment, he was gesturing, and what was he saying to the old man with an anxious face?

"Hey, hey, that's interesting!"

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and he stretched out his arm to stop Fang Jiayi, who was about to step forward to interject.

He actually felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual power from that old Dao's body.

In this earth, where aura is extremely thin and everyone is mainly cultivating with internal strength, this can be described as extremely rare.

The two stood on the periphery of the crowd, quietly listening to what they were saying.

"Purple Cloud Daoist, do you think there is any way to solve this, is there any evil on the top of this mountain?"

Fang Zhengcheng asked with a burnt face.

He was also extremely helpless, and he had also found a lot of monks and feng shui masters before, but it was useless, but those people were all crazy and stupid.

In the end, the reputation of this Jiulong Mountain not only did not improve, but became more evil, and no one dared to get close to this Jiulong Mountain even in broad daylight, and the famous mountain of Wuzhou City actually became a wasteland.

Daoist Ziyun glanced at him slightly, waved the dust, and said, "You guys are optimistic." ”

He turned around slowly, the wide gray robe, no wind automatically, and the whole body was actually a cyclone.

An extremely mysterious feeling arose from everyone's hearts, and they wanted to kneel on the ground and bow to him.

"Apprentice, talisman!"

With a loud shout from Lao Dao, the boy on the side suddenly took out a handful of yellow rune paper with strange characters drawn on it from his bag and threw it into the sky.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, borrow my supernatural powers, charm and spirits, and quickly appear!"

"Repulsion~"

With a wave of the old Dao dust, those talismans suddenly burst into the air, the heavens and the earth suddenly changed color, and a layer of dark clouds suddenly gathered on the entire mountaintop.

The biting cold wind blew in the face, and a heart-wrenching gloomy laughter wafted across the mountaintops, which looked very strange on this May day.

"Boom Guy ............"

There is still a flat mountain top in front of me, and the surrounding area is densely packed with lonely graves, and you can't see the edge at a glance, and the yin wind is fluttering by, which is very terrifying.

Clusters of phantoms loomed, or blue-faced fangs, or fangs and claws, or severed limbs and legs, or flesh and blood.........

It's a hell on earth.

Everyone's eyes were suddenly cracked, their brains were in chaos, and they felt that they were stiff and unable to move, as if they were in an ice cellar, and the cold air rose from the soles of their feet and gradually permeated their whole bodies.