Chapter 59: The Soul Is Wounded

The head of the He family was very satisfied with the interest of Yin Ruoxuan and the others, and specially asked people to arrange a room for them.

"Why don't you let me do it?" Back in the room, Yin Ruoxuan asked directly.

"The two people who came in were fourth-order martial artists, and that He Banqing was also a fifth-order martial artist."

"Warrior?"

Lan Yue explained to Yin Ruoxuan.

"It turns out that in addition to cultivating spirits, you can also cultivate martial arts. Are you saying we can't beat it? Yin Ruoxuan suddenly realized.

"It's not. Although the cultivation realm defines the realm contrast between martial artists and monks, if you really want to fight, monks must always be even better. Lan Yue explained lightly, and then squinted at Yin Ruoxuan with a smile, "Did you think of anything?" ”

Yin Ruoxuan was shocked after realizing it, "Could it be ......?"

In a certain women's boudoir in He House, a delicate girl sat on the edge of the bed, holding a bright red apple in her hand, and smirked at the woman next to her: "Mother, hehe, eat." ”

"If my mother doesn't eat it, Fen'er will eat it." The woman looked lovingly at the girl and pushed the apple back in front of her.

"Hee-hee~" took a bite of the apple and said vaguely: "Sweet~"

He Mu Li Xiaojie looked at her stupid daughter in front of her, and she couldn't bear it.

But her mother's family was weak, and she couldn't say anything; He Zhiyuan, the father of He, was the second son, he was cowardly, and his ability was not great, and he had no status in the heart of his father He family.

For the powerful He family master, the two of them couldn't refute it at all.

Although Zheng Tengfeng, the grandson of Zheng's family, is fun and hedonistic, and it is difficult to achieve great things, at least he does not drink and live a lascivious life, and sometimes he reads, even if this time is rare.

But compared with another perverted son-in-law candidate in the heart of the head of the He family, his daughter marries Zheng Tengfeng, at least she can live a peaceful and stable life.

Thinking about it like this, Mother He felt better.

"Fen'er, how about going to Zheng's house with my mother today."

"Okay, okay, what are we going to Zheng's house for, do you have anything to eat?"

"Yes, there is a lot to eat, like an apple in your hand, there is something there. Let's go and kowtow a few more times and live for a while. ”

"Does my mother live there?"

"My mother can't live."

"That ......" put down the apples in their hands one after another, lowered their heads and said, "Is my mother ready to marry her daughter?" ”

"Fen'er ......"

"I don't marry, and I won't marry if I die! I'm not your Fen'er, I'm not! They threw the apples in their hands and shouted.

"Fen'er, I'm your mother, listen to me......"

"I'm not, you go away!" They huddled on the bed with their heads in their hands.

He Mu had no choice but to leave first.

As soon as He Mu opened the door, two black shadows flashed outside the door, but unfortunately, with the eyes of He Mu, who was not a monk or a martial artist, she couldn't notice it at all.

After He Mu left, the black shadow fell to the ground.

Yin Ruoxuan and Lan Yue glanced at each other, and they both confirmed this idea in their hearts.

They are really sick!

And this disease is caused by the trauma of the soul!

"How so?" Yin Ruoxuan asked silently like Lan Yue.

It is very difficult for a monk to cause damage to a person's soul, and only if a person's consciousness is severely damaged can it affect the soul.

Not to mention this kind of place where there is not even ten cultivation, people have no divine sense.

Martial artists are physically cultivated, and have nothing to do with divine consciousness, let alone divine souls.

Fights are all fists to the flesh, and they can't hurt their consciousness and soul at all.

Lan Yue shook his head, he didn't know.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and Yin Ruoxuan and Lan Yue quickly hid back on the roof.

A girl dressed in fancy clothes walked into the house, and the two of them fell down to listen to the corner again.