Qianwan knotted the talisman in the air with one hand, and a faint burst of darkness flashed in the darkness, and the gloomy and strange corridor disappeared one by one, and the half-engraved talisman was formed, breaking the ban in an instant.

The dead air on Jiang Li's body gradually dissipated, untied the heavy shackles, and returned to the appearance before her death.

Gentle and quiet.

She tried to stand up, and looked at her legs with strength in surprise, "Dao Chief, I'm ...... this"

"Defend against robbery."

"I see." Jiang Li smiled bitterly, it turned out that from the beginning of her crippled leg, it was An Liangyuan's ghost.

She accompanied him to start from scratch, accompanied him to take over businesses and projects, and accompanied him to endure the intimidation of ruffian kidnappers until he had his current prominent status.

He is a well-known philanthropist in the eyes of outsiders, but he is so vicious to her wretched wife, how ridiculous.

Qianwan lit a talisman to carve out a way for Jiang Li, and said lightly, "You go." ”

"Thank you, Chief."

Jiang Li pulled the hair in front of his forehead, smiled at her, and slowly turned to leave, unable to pick out the slightest inappropriateness with his gestures.

Fu Fan looked at Jiang Li leaving without the slightest resentment, and was a little confused, "She seems to have no hatred." ”

"Without love, there will be no hate."

Fu Fan was slightly stunned, looked at her cold eyebrows, and suddenly wanted to seriously ask who you loved.

Qianwan frowned, feeling some strange movement, took a step forward, pinched the handle of the wheelchair, and broke inch by inch.

A black gas rushed out, along her wrist upwards, Qianwan sneered, "It seems to be a fellow Daoist." ”

Shh

Do you still want to fight with your aunt and grandmother?

Adhering to the creed of the Yin Fu Sect of "Dead Dao Friends Do Not Die Poor Dao", Qianwan directly threw out a talisman and burned the black gas and wheelchair, and even the evil qi of the entire shopping mall was washed away.

The molars tightened after the old age: look at the simple and rough way of dealing with Shenji......

A certain god: ...... Well?

Yue Lao: Xiao Xian felt that Shen Ji's action of throwing the talisman was a little casual, and it didn't match the setting of your hermit master, but it didn't hurt......

A certain god faintly withdrew his gaze: This god will pay attention next time.

Fu Fan's palms were burning for a while, and when he looked down, there was an illusion that the streamer had disappeared in his palm.

The lights on the eighth floor suddenly turned on, the elevator door opened, and Mo Tong and Xu Tang walked out.

"Sanren, how's the situation?"

"In a few days, there may be Taoist friends who will come to greet Sanqingguan."

Qianwan tied a bun at random and picked up the bubble tea that she hadn't finished drinking just now, "Let's go, I just searched for a food street nearby." ”

Xu Tang saw the talisman ash scattered on the ground, and the corners of his mouth twitched suspiciously.

is very good, and the speed of receiving private work in the view is not as fast as that of a loose person.

On the way out, Fu Fan and Mo Tong fell silent at the same time.

Leaving from the mall, Mo Tong had a lot of words that did not conform to materialism and wanted to talk to someone, and he held back for a long time, "K God, you just ......"

Fu Fan looked at the person walking in front of him, "I saw Mrs. An." ”

"Holy." can't compare it, this one directly met the main master.

Mo Tong sighed indescribably, and comforted in the tone of a passerby, "This world is far more complicated than we think. ”

I don't think he believed it at the beginning, but reality slapped him twice.

Fu Fan didn't answer, and looked at the person in front of him who stopped in front of a barbecue stall and bought a large handful of squid skewers, and his cold eyebrows and eyes were dyed with the smell of fireworks.

Fu Fan involuntarily bent the corners of his mouth.

Seem......

This scene has happened before.

Mo Tong followed his line of sight, Xu Tang chewed the sugar gourd in his hand, and his thin figure blended into the lights and nights, which looked so appropriate.

Two handsome-looking boys stood in the middle of the road, staring at the barbecue stand in front of them, and the corners of their mouths were raised, until they heard the horn of the motorcycle behind them.

“…… Finished. ”

"It's over."

The two had a rare tacit understanding.

……

(End of chapter)