Xiao Qingtian nestled on the sofa and didn't dare to move, staring at the fog fixedly, staring at her eyes until her eyes were sour, and she was sleepy, the red line suddenly dimmed the light and fell from the sky - it turned out that the immortal power was exhausted again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fortunately, he didn't faint directly this time, the air was gray, and the fog disappeared with the disappearance of the light, Xiao Qingtian quickly picked up the red line lock on the ground and ran to the bedroom.

Human beings have a sense of fear of ghost-like creatures in their bones, even if she has been to the underworld, walked through Huangquan Road, and seen countless wandering spirits, she can't be said to be unafraid at this time. To be able to look at that thing for so long, she thought she was great.

Actually, she could sense that there was no malice in it, but she didn't want to risk it until she knew what it was...... And is it it—the ghost who has been with him for almost twenty years, the culprit who can't take the elevator himself?

And more importantly, why can't I see it before?

Xiao Qingtian couldn't fall asleep with the quilt turned over and over, and she always felt that something was staring at her, making her feel uncomfortable. It felt like it had been there since she had finished her lunch.

I remembered that I hadn't learned my sleeping technique yet, and the breakfast on the table was thrown into the trash by her, how would she face Wang Ze'an if there was no class tomorrow...... I fell asleep in a daze.

Xiaoqingtian, who slept very late, naturally woke up very late, and she didn't open her eyes until almost twelve o'clock in the afternoon, today is a sunny day.

There were some noisy voices downstairs, and Xiao Qingtian got out of bed irritably to wash.

There were many people standing in the living room, and Xiaoqing entered the bathroom with her hair full of hair without squinting.

When I came out again, the living room was quiet and eerie.

A woman with heavy makeup sat on a couch, and behind her stood several muscular men in black suits - professional bodyguards.

Wang Ze'an stood aside, the expression on his face was not emotional.

Xiao Qingtian shook over, and sat directly on the coffee table opposite the sofa without care, cocking Erlang's legs, with a ruffian face.

She frowned at the smell of perfume on the woman's body, and she didn't move, just blocking the woman's gaze at Wang Ze'an.

As if she had just seen her, the woman exclaimed, "Sunny day!

Xiao Qingtian shook her feet, and shook her head as she spoke: "Yo, you still know me when you feel good, then I'm really miserable!"

This woman is her stepmother Zheng Qiuyan.

Zheng Qiuyan's face changed, and after a while, she squeezed out a smile that was almost crying: "Sunny day, what are you talking about, how can your mother not know you? You're still young, but you can't go out with me and your dad behind your back. ”

Xiao Qingtian sneered: "Your face is really big, when did you still call yourself Mom? When did you give birth to a big fat boy?"

"How can you talk about this girl!" Zheng Qiuyan's face became even more ugly. A pair of eyes glanced at Wang Ze'an, and shouted at Xiaoqingtian as if he was eager to prove something.

Xiao Qingtian was ashamed of her like this, when her mother was pregnant with herself, the doctor said that she was a daughter, and her so-called father wanted to let her mother have an abortion, but fortunately, her mother felt that this was the first child and was reluctant to beg her father to give birth to herself.

But later, she was pregnant several times and was a girl, and the mother was forced to have abortions again and again, and the father's face towards the mother became more and more ugly, and finally he didn't go home all day and night. And the mother finally collapsed at this time and died on the operating table.

The father quickly brought the woman back.

It may be that creation made people, and none of the women after him became pregnant.

Zheng Qiuyan occupies the position of the hostess but is no longer favored by her father, it is the age of a woman like a tiger, how can she bear to stay alone in the empty room all day and night?

Xiao Qingtian sarcastically curled the corners of her lips. She shouldn't hate this woman, but when she saw this woman, she remembered how she felt when she wanted to eat peanut candy that day, and she was unhappy.

Of course, what was even more unpleasant was the way she looked at Wang Ze'an.

It's disgusting.

"Just say it, what are you doing today? Xiao Qingtian spoke.

Zheng Qiuyan didn't speak, but Wang Ze'an opened her mouth first: "She is a customer of the studio." ”

This was the first time Wang Ze'an had spoken to himself since that day.

"Why do you take all the business of a woman like this?" Xiao Qingtian felt uncomfortable, and spoke with thorns.

"Xiao Wang is not here, no one helps me to check the gates. "Wang Ze'an is honest.

Xiao Qingtian looked at the bodyguards and glanced at Zheng Qiuyan: "But this doesn't mean to tell fortunes at all, I think this looks like I'm here to masturbate, isn't it?"

Zheng Qiuyan's face froze. Wang Ze'an's head turned red behind his ears: "It was calculated before, but it was not calculated." ”

Nodding clearly, Xiao Qingtian grinned at Wang Ze'an, and blurted out: "I don't know if I plan to pay for it? ”

Wang Ze'an pursed his lips and jaw tightened, his face was a little ugly, but Zheng Qiuyan seemed to be unable to see it: "Don't say that on a sunny day." I just want to talk to him about fortune telling......"

"Shut up!" Xiao Qingtian yelled at Zheng Qiuyan viciously.

Although the few bodyguards behind Zheng Qiuyan hadn't seen Qingtian much, they also knew that this was their eldest lady, standing there motionless and watching Xiao Qingtian throw her face at Zheng Qiuyan.

Xiao Qingtian didn't know what was wrong with her, and she felt that she was inexplicably burning a fire in her heart, and she was very unhappy. It's not cool to see Zheng Qiuyan, it's not cool to see those bodyguards, and it's not cool to see Wang Ze'an.

Especially when she was angry because of Zheng Qiuyan's dirty thoughts, Wang Ze'an's indifferent expression made her even more angry.

"Boom!" suddenly seemed to explode in his mind.

Xiao Qingtian conjured up a red rope more than a meter thick with a whip in his hand, turned around and threw it at Zheng Qiuyan.

Zheng Qiuyan couldn't dodge, and with a scream of "Ah!", she rolled from the sofa to the ground, and the whip actually made her clothes faintly cracked. A few bodyguards hurriedly stepped forward to stop them, two of them went to protect Zheng Qiuyan who was rolling around on the ground, and the other two wanted to hold Xiao Qingtian in anger.

But how could ordinary people easily restrain cultivators, even strong bodyguards were not able to take advantage of the flexible Xiao Qingtian for a while. What's more, in addition to the whip-thick red rope in Xiao Qingtian's hand, the red line with a ghostly light also kept circling around in front of the eyes of the two of them, which was dazzling.

The scene was chaotic for a while.

But during the whole process, Wang Ze'an stood there quietly, watching the few people fight together with an indifferent expression, and the only movement was to stretch out his hand to set up an enchantment in the apartment area.

Xiao Qingtian finally tied up a few people and threw them out of the apartment, and she didn't even think about what to do if outsiders saw that scene.

Several people were beaten by her and disheveled, their noses and faces were swollen, and they left in discoloration.

Xiao Qingtian lay on the sofa with no strength, feeling that such a release was actually refreshing.

The immortal power that took one night to make up for it was exhausted again, Xiao Qingtian stared at the TV that was not turned on, and her brain was blank, and it took a few hours before she slowly calmed down.