Chapter 297: It's only going to get harder
The young man's talisman was sacrificed and pasted in front of Ah Ruo's forehead, and she couldn't move in an instant.
The fox's eyes are raised, and his eyes are fierce.
Qi Lan slowly stepped back, grabbed one of Qian Bolun's arms, and dragged him straight to the end, regardless of whether his head would hit the corner of the table and how his body would be hit.
"I'm going to save Qian Bolun." Wu Yue threw down this sentence and got out of Yan Chiyu's arms with a short body. A stride rushed towards Qi Lan.
Qi Lan was fearless, and his wrinkled face showed a little coldness: "What if you get close to me, your brother, and those friends of yours, have you thought about their fate?" â
Wu Yue hesitated for a few breaths. Yan Chiyu walked briskly and said nonchalantly: "Those people have nothing to do with me. I will move you, and I will not show mercy. â
Qi Lan already knew that the white-skinned and beautiful kid in front of him was not an ordinary person, but it was inevitable that he would not care if he said this at this moment.
She looked like she knew through Yan Chiyu, "If you have a kind, you can try it." â
Qi Lan felt a mechanism on the wall, and quickly lowered an LCD screen from the top of the wall, and the picture was divided into four parts, projecting the three guests of the manor.
It was Song Wenzhi, Que Guanghuai, and Zhou Yunwei who were resting in the room.
Their eyes were closed, but they wandered around the room like wandering spirits. There are a few white dots faintly flying around the screen.
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Wu Yue took out the emerald flower in her pocket and threw her on the ground, and the iron pillar also jumped out of Yan Chiyu's pocket when she heard it. The two paper figures were silent, and rushed out of the room with lightning speed against the ground.
Along the way, Cuihua hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to kick her master's friend with her shadowless foot.
"You think I'll care?"
The young man glanced at Qi Lan condescendingly, and between his ribbed fingers was a talisman glowing with a faint golden light. Under his control, the talisman rushed to Qian Bolun's forehead, and in an instant, the sleeping Qian Bolun was burned to ashes by a blue ghostly fire.
Qi Lan opened her hand, and her empty palm clearly told her that Qian Bolun was really burned to ashes by this young man's talisman...... No, it's not a bit of ash left.
Qi Lan's eyes widened, looking at Yan Chiyu, and it took a long time to squeeze out two words from between his teeth, and he laughed angrily: "Very good!" â
[This...... It's too sudden]
The friends in the live broadcast room were also stunned in front of the screen.
[The wheel just died? ã
[I don't believe it, Yan Mei is not such a cold-blooded and ruthless person!! ã
[He always was, but you didn't notice it. Booth .jpgã
Wu Yue's expression was stunned, and her little hand shook. She looked at the place where Qian Bolun had turned into ashes in a daze, her mouth moved, but she couldn't say a word.
Instinctively, she moved to the side, putting the two of them apart. It seems that he can't believe it, he can't believe that Yan Chiyu will be so ruthless, and his methods are simply iron-blooded.
The young man casually carried the tail of Ah Ruo, who was caught by him, and curled the corners of his mouth at Qi Lan with a slight mockery, "The picture hanging in the corridor is your deceased husband?" However, it seems that it is not Qian Bolun's grandfather. â
The iron pillars running in the corridor are sometimes attracted by the handsome man in the picture frames on both sides of the corridor, although the man looks a little old, he is still heroic and handsome.
He ran, and suddenly a weight fell on his back.
Iron Pillar: "?!" "What's that?
The young man raised his eyes, wrapped in lazy and elegant words overflowing from his mouth: "The Mingshan Sacrifice Monarch Formation is incomplete, I can tell you clearly, even if you activate the formation, you can't resurrect him - if you do this, it will only make his life in the underworld harder." â