The flames spread rapidly at an unstoppable speed, and everywhere they went, the formations on the ground were reduced to ashes.

The formation drawn with blood did not have the slightest power to fight back when it encountered flames, and the heavy smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and even the two Taoist priests almost wanted to be disgusted when they smelled it.

After reaching a critical point, it begins to slowly fade again, gradually disappearing, and there is no longer a trace of blood.

The two Taoist priests were completely stupid.

"Is this the true fire of samadhi? Who are you? ”

Is there a mystic master in this world who can use the true fire of samadhi? But they've never heard of it!

Yan Lingxi raised his eyes coldly, "You don't need to know. ”

The Taoist priest was stunned, what do you mean?

"Thunder thunder, heavenly officials. The sun and the moon are in the sky, and the sky is empty. Hail, sun and moon, wind and clouds are clear. Stirring the sky and the moon, the thunder is clear! ”

Thunder Spell?!

The expressions of the two Taoist priests changed suddenly, and they looked at Yan Lingxi in horror, first the Samadhi True Fire, and then the Thunder Mantra!

"Boom—"

Through the wide open door, they saw that it was dark outside, as if a storm was coming.

The sky was overcast and cloudy, but not a drop of rain fell.

In the black clouds, there seemed to be a flash of thunder.

Thunder every day?!

The occultist was not afraid of thunder, and the two Taoist priests sat directly on the ground with weak legs, their faces frightened, and they no longer had the heart to resist.

This can't be fucking beaten!

Their eyes were gray, and they wept bitterly and begged for mercy.

Yan Lingxi turned a deaf ear.

"Five Thunder Messengers, Thunderbolts. Destroy the mountains and mountains, and all things are born together. The supernatant is saved, and it cannot be stopped for a long time. Haste as a law! ”

"Boom ——!"

Thunder fell, and a crackling sound sounded.

This was just a warm-up, but the two Taoist priests were already so scared that they peed their pants.

Yan Lingxi picked up the child, it has been a year since the incident, but the child is still newborn and very weak.

After being held in his arms, he hummed quietly twice, like a little milk cat.

Yan Lingxi walked out with the child in his arms and looked back.

The two Taoist priests looked desperate.

The thunder "boomed" and slashed down, as if cutting through the sky.

The villa collapsed directly, becoming a ruin, the two Taoist priests did not escape a catastrophe, were buried under the ruins, in order to ensure that nothing went wrong, the thunder fell again, and the power of thunder swept away all the ruins next to it, revealing two people who were dusty, and the next moment, it directly became charcoal.

Yan Lingxi covered the child's ears and watched indifferently the whole time.

Ten thousand deaths are to blame.

Wait and see, death is not the end for them, when they reach the underworld, all means of concealment will not work, their crimes will not be hidden, and they must pay a terrible price.

Yan Lingxi looked down at the child.

The child in the formation does not cry or make trouble, just like a doll that can breathe.

But at this moment, it seemed to feel uneasy, or perhaps frightened, and was sobbing quietly.

Yan Lingxi is not a patient child, Lin Chengyun talks a lot, every time she is disturbed, she must beat him to relieve her anger.

But this time, for the first time, she thought that the child's crying was so good.

"Boss, shall we go?" Luo Xian asked cautiously.

Even fools can see that the boss is in a bad mood.

But at the same time, I was thinking that the strength of the boss once again refreshed their cognition, it was really too strong!

Yan Lingxi nodded, holding the child and turning it upside down.

Her movements are very rusty, and even the posture of holding the child is very awkward, but the child has not been hugged by several people, and she can't tell the difference between good and bad.

The child has been used as a "sacrifice" for so long, and the damage is great, and it must be carefully cared for after that.

On the way down the mountain, they met a black-clothed bodyguard who was dizzy, and Yan Lingxi went up and kicked a few times to vent his hatred with an expressionless face.

"Look at them, don't let them ventilate."

"Yes."

Finally, Yan Lingxi glanced back in the direction of the villa.

She wasn't worried that the ghosts of the two Taoist priests would still cause trouble, and those who were killed by the thunder had no chance to be lonely ghosts.

Being killed by the thunder of heaven shows that there are many evils, and the heavenly dao is also disgusted by them, and the underworld will take them away and deal with them as soon as possible.

Some distance from the foot of the mountain, Mo Xuanhuai drove his car and parked there.

He wanted to follow, but Yan Lingxi was afraid of danger and didn't let him follow, but fortunately he had his own way and was able to confirm her safety.

"Go to Zhao Chengkai's house." After getting into the car, Yan Lingxi said.

At the same time, she called Qian Ningsi and told her that she had rescued the child and was now going to Zhao Chengkai's house. Qian Ningsi was overjoyed and said that she would be there soon.

Zhao Chengkai opened the door and found that it was two people he didn't know, and before he could ask, he heard the girl say, "Your child." ”

Zhao Chengkai was stunned, "What?" ”

He looked at the child being held, the child's eyes closed, sleeping soundly, and his fleshy little face.

An inexplicable emotion surged in Zhao Chengkai's heart, and his eyes became wet in an instant.

He took the child over, carefully held it in his arms, and then let Yan Lingxi and Mo Xuanhuai in.

Just as the door was about to close, Qian Ningsi also came.

Knowing that his grandson was really not dead, Yang's father and Yang's mother couldn't help crying.

Yan Lingxi said, "I need you to give me another drop of blood." ”

It seems that the blood before was also given to her, Zhao Chengkai said, "Okay, but can I ask what it does?" ”

Yan Lingxi: "The child has been hurt too much, and using your blood to make a method can make him recover quickly." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Chengkai hurriedly pricked his fingertips with a needle.

Yan Lingxi dotted the blood on the child's forehead and recited the incantation, and the blood droplets slowly disappeared into the skin.

She took out another handful of spiritual incense, "This incense, light one every night for a month, it's good for children." ”

The child's soul is already unstable, not to mention that Yang Nianwei's child suffered from this catastrophe, which is even more extraordinary.

"Okay, well, we won't forget." Mother Yang took it almost reverently.

"Miss Yan, thank you for saving my child." Zhao Chengkai said, "Great kindness, there is no way to repay, what do you have to tell in the future, just say, I just went to the soup and fire, and I did it for you." ”

Yan Lingxi waved his hand, "No, you can do more good deeds, accumulate blessings." ”

Zhao Chengkai nodded seriously.

"Also, Officer Qian, do you have any evidence to prove it? If there is, I will sue Heyue Private Hospital, as well as Xing Jun! ”

Qian Ningsi shook his head: "Not yet." It shouldn't be the first time they've done it, so they're sophisticated and careful, and it's hard to find evidence. ”

Father Yang was angry: "Is it just to let murderers like them get away with it?!" ”

Hurt so many people, but I can't find evidence!

"Not necessarily." Yan Lingxi suddenly said, "There is a saying, if you want people to know, unless you don't do it." As long as you do it, it will definitely leave a trace. If physical means don't work, then use non-physical means. ”

As long as he is strong enough, Xing Jun will do some life-saving tricks, as long as he is afraid of death, he will definitely be able to pry his mouth open.

(End of chapter)

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