"Xiao Chen, don't go too far!"

Broken Chengfeng, who had already incarnated into a spirit body, was shocked and angry, as long as the soul was still there, when the time came, let Fang Yiji reshape a physical body for himself, and he could be resurrected.

If even the soul is destroyed, then you will really disappear from this world completely.

"I still understand the most basic principles of life. Tianyan forty-nine style, the second type, red lotus karma fire!"

Xiao Chen's right index finger flicked his fingers, and a red fire lotus "swished" and rushed into Duan Chengfeng's body.

Broken Chengfeng was so distorted by the fire of the red lotus industry that his face was distorted, and he couldn't stop wailing.

"Xiao Chen, I have already conveyed this matter to my master, if you let me go now, maybe I will not be able to bother with you. If I have any strengths and weaknesses, my master will definitely kill you!"

Riding the wind threatened.

"Is it? Fang Yiji, that stinky Taoist, even if he doesn't come to Jiangcheng to look for me, I will go to Yanjing to find him. Go to hell first, your master will come to you soon!"

Xiao Chen drove his right index finger again, and the second red fire lotus burrowed into Broken Chengfeng's body.

After a moment's effort, the wind turned into a wisp of green smoke and slowly dispersed.

Xiao Chen's eyes looked at the night sky, as if he was saying to someone: "Anyone who wants to hurt my family, even if it is the Heavenly King Laozi, whether you are at the end of the world or the cape, I will definitely make you pay a heavy price." ”

Subsequently, he lifted the four-week ban.

On the roof, there was no trace of blood or fighting.

Back home, Xiao Chen stroked Xiao Jiaojiao's face, she was sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, "By the way, I still have to buy a new house, this house is not safe." Although Genting Heavenly Palace is good, it is too remote to take Xiao Jiaojiao to and from school. Moreover, I'm afraid my mother can't get used to living in a mansion like that. ”

At this time, in a quiet and elegant Taoist temple in Beijing.

A gray-haired old Taoist priest was suspended on a yellow futon, and in front of him was the golden body of the Taoist Sanqing.

On the wooden table in front of the golden body, there were two black stones, and the stones were irregular in shape, like jade.

On the stone on the left, there is a name: Broken Wind.

"Click", a crack appeared on the stone, and then, the crack became more and more, densely packed.

With a "bang", the black stone suddenly exploded, and the rubble flew like a butterfly.

The old Taoist priest was Fang Yiji, he was very puzzled, and at the same time a little heartache:

"Who killed Chengfeng?"

At this moment, a transparent ripple suddenly appeared in the air, and a white thousand paper cranes flew out of it.

"This is the message that Chengfeng sent to me before he died. ”

Fang Yiji grabbed the white paper crane, only to see that the mouth of the paper crane kept opening and closing, as if it was telling something.

After saying that, the thousand paper cranes turned into ashes and floated into the air.

"Chengfeng, was Xiao Jiaojiao's father Xiao Chen killed you? How could this be? Xiao Chen died five years ago? Even if he survived, he couldn't have won Chengfeng. ”

Fang Yiji was puzzled, and muttered: "I still have to summon the boss back, ride the wind, this revenge, we must revenge." ”

The night was uneventful, and no other priests had come.

But Xiao Chen was still not at ease, and early in the morning, he urged Xiao Jiaojiao to get up, brush her teeth, eat breakfast, and then take Xiao Jiaojiao and drive to the Sun City real estate sales center.

"Baba, where are we going to play today, this weekend, the zoo, the museum, or the ocean park!" Xiao Jiaojiao looked forward to it.

"Baba wants to change Jiaojiao to a bigger house, which can be full of toys, Ultraman, crayon Xiaoxin, four-wheel drive cars, etc. ”

"Wow, that's great, I can use a room dedicated to toys!" Xiao Jiaojiao danced happily.

Sun City is the largest real estate sales center in Jiangcheng, positioned as a high-end residential, focusing on duplexes and villas, and facing elite groups.

This Sun City is a newly developed real estate of the Zhang family.

Xiao Chen didn't call Zhang Wenyuan and Zhang Ziling, so he came over directly.

He found a place, parked the car, and then hugged Xiao Jiaojiao and went to the sales office on the first floor.

The decoration on the first floor is quite magnificent, the lighting is soft, and it looks very comfortable.

There are not many customers in the sales office, and most of them are casual looks.

Sister Ju is a sales consultant here, she has just finished receiving a male guest, the male guest is fat and big-eared, holding a crocodile leather bag, with a Hermes belt around his waist, and still not showing his BMW car keys.

He took Sister Ju to look at a few houses, and it took an hour, and it seemed that his willingness to buy a house was quite strong.

But when the male guest was gone, her smiling face immediately became gloomy, and she could even squeeze out water.

"Sister Ju, this person is obviously a big man, why are you still unhappy?" asked a middle-aged woman with heavy makeup next to her, puzzled.

Sister Ju sighed and sighed: "She lied to you and got you, but I can't fool you, this crocodile leather bag and Hermes belt are fake." In my early years, I was an agent for these fakes. ”

"Excuse me—" Xiao Chen just spoke, startling Sister Ju.

Sister Ju glanced at Xiao Chen casually, and when she saw Xiao Chen's stall with less than two hundred yuan on his body, she was even more unhappy in her heart, thinking: There is another poor ghost, and the old lady is not willing to serve you.

"This gentleman, I don't know how I can help you?"

Sister Ju showed a professional smirk, but she smiled very reluctantly.

"Auntie, I'm here to buy a house, and I'm going to buy a big house. Before Xiao Chen could speak, Xiao Jiaojiao hurriedly replied.

Sister Ju said with disdain in her heart: "Just you, a poor ghost, still come to buy a house and buy a fart house, isn't this delaying the old lady to receive big customers!"

As she spoke, she covered her forehead and suddenly exclaimed:

"Oh, what's wrong with me today, I feel dizzy, Fang Weiwei, come over here. ”

Sister Ju shouted to a young woman not far away.

The girl wore light makeup, and her big eyes were as bright as a clear spring.

He was in his early twenties, with long black hair draped over his shoulders, and he looked very innocent, and his body was filled with a faint scent of jasmine.

"What's the matter, Sister Ju?" Fang Weiwei walked quickly.

"This gentleman wants to see the house, you can take him, I have some big customers here who need to call. ”

Sister Ju didn't want to waste time on Xiao Chen at all, so she casually sent Xiao Chen to a new college student.

Fang Weiwei was very happy when she heard that there was a customer, she smiled and said to Xiao Chen: "Okay, sir, please take a look at the house type here." ”