Xuan Mingzi's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "You haven't followed my master for more than a hundred years, so you don't have the consciousness to be an apprentice?"

"More than a hundred years? Master, you also said that it was more than a hundred years ago, who can remember such a long time ago, and I am not an immortal who can predict the prophet, and it is good to remember your old man's previous way of acting. Welcome to Reading //(8 degrees bar mobile station wap.) Xiao Chi retorted with a smile.

"Really, how can I be my apprentice? I don't have any cleverness, and I have to work on your old bones, master, me, it's rare that I can't save trouble at all?" Xuan Mingzi pointed at Xiao Chi and said angrily. Test Text Watermark 1.

At this time, Zhou Tong withdrew those two gloomy gazes from Yan Henghe's body, and asked Xiao Chi in a cold voice, "Uncle Shi, have you helped them solve their acupoints?"

Xiao Chi pouted and said, "Can I not untie them father and son? You don't know how miserable the father and son are screaming if they haven't been here, they are very noisy, Uncle Shi and I are like a torture cell for ghosts in the underworld, I think before you come back, their father and son will have to kill themselves, it will be too cheap for them." ”

Zhou Tong suddenly realized that he shouldn't spread his anger to Xiao Chi's body, and he said apologetically: "Uncle Shi, I'm sorry, I'm ...... I'm not trying to ......"""

"It's okay! I can understand your feelings, as long as a little bloody person encounters this kind of thing, he will be angry, I don't mind, after the questioning, this pair of scumbag father and son will be handed over to you to deal with. Test Text Watermark 6. Xiao Chi quickly cut off Zhou Tong's apology and patted him on the shoulder soothingly.

"Okay, everyone should be quiet from now on, I'm going to go to the altar, and during this time, don't make a noise to disturb the Yin Spirit!" Xuan Mingzi cautiously admonished, he stretched out three fingers in the bronze incense burner in the Guanyin soil inserted three small holes, as his three fingers gradually pulled up, in a blink of an eye, three fingers thick sandalwood Huo Ran stood in these three small holes, and then, the three fingers stained with Guanyin soil rubbed each other, so that these Guanyin soil was scattered around the bronze incense burner, what is surprising is that when the smoke and dust of Guanyin soil fell to the ground, two red candles have been separated on both sides of the three sandalwood. Test Text Watermark 5. "Bring me a jar!"

Xiao Chi looked around the entire front hall and found that there was no wine jar to use here, so he took a flowing color vase in his hand, and ripped off a gauze curtain next to it to seal the mouth of the bottle and handed it to Xuan Mingzi. Test Text Watermark 3.

Xuan Mingzi took it in his hand and rummaged through it, pasted a piece of yellow rune paper on the mouth of the bottle, drew a circle on the bottom of the bottle with his index finger, and slapped it a few times, and a round fragment fell from the bottom of the bottle according to the circle drawn by Fang Cai, and he aimed a piece of ink-colored jade on his chest at the hole in this circle. "Chi?, burn the talisman paper to attract the spirit envoy!"

Xiao Chi nodded to show that he understood, he pulled out the evil sword behind him, took out a stack of yellow rune paper and threw it into the air, the fluttering rune paper fluttered in the sky, like a spirit snake dancing wildly, the evil sword shuttled happily between the yellow rune paper in the air, and in an instant, dozens of rune papers had been stopped by the evil sword, poof, these dozens of rune paper were no fire, he opened his mouth and sang: "Dust to dust, earth to earth, the door of the underworld is open for me, the soul envoy follows me, and the body of the soul obeys my fate!"

At this time, the Zhiyang Dragon Diagram on the ink-colored jade in Xuan Mingzi's hand emitted a crimson bright light, and soon, these crimson bright lights filled the entire flowing vase like a tide, and then, he moved the ink-colored jade away and aimed the circular hole at Yan Henghe, who was still shouting frantically in the cage. Test text watermark 7. Test Text Watermark 6.

Yan Henghe suddenly felt that he was sucked into his body by a strange suction, and he was suddenly so frightened that he cried out: "Dad, save me! save me......" Just stretched out his two hands and wanted to grab Yan Bahao beside him, but before he could reach any part of Yan Bahao's body, the fast running pace under his feet was quickly dragged back due to the strong suction, and finally hit the prison bar, and his whole body was tightly attached to it. Test Text Watermark 2.

When Yan Bahao saw this scene, he was in a hurry, and he hurriedly called the four slaves who were imprisoned in the cage to pull Yan Henghe out of the cage, however, after many efforts, the five of them couldn't separate Yan Henghe's body from the cage with all their strength.

During this period, a large number of gray fluorophores continued to fly out of Yan Henghe's body, and they drilled into the streamer vase in Xuan Mingzi's hand like a hundred birds entering the forest, and in just a few seconds, all the hundreds of gray fluorescents were included in the streamer vase. Test Text Watermark 4.

Xuan Mingzi immediately sealed the circular hole at the bottom of the flowing color vase with two pieces of yellow rune paper crossed on top of each other, and then he carefully held the vase and set it aside.

When Xuan Mingzi sealed the vase, the powerful suction that was tightly sucking Yan Henghe's body disappeared in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, Yan Henghe was pulled by Yan Bahao and the four slaves and fell to the ground, and it hurt so much that they cried for a while.

"Zhou Tong, now you can deal with the two of them casually, a black sheep like them, it's not a pity to die!" Xiao Chi glanced at the cage. Test Text Watermark 2.

Zhou Tong heard Xiao Chi's words with no indifference, and asked strangely: "Uncle Shi, I think it's quite strange, logically speaking, don't cultivators advocate compassion and educate the wicked? Why are you ......?"

Xuan Mingzi didn't wait for Xiao Chi to speak, so he answered for him first: "Compassion depends on who it is, otherwise it is the kindness of a woman who uses the wrong place, just like this matter, if you don't handle it properly, it won't make this couple miserable, but don't be too sad, this may be the will of heaven, they are now compared to the wings, and there are no regrets, it can barely be regarded as a good end, when it comes to educating the wicked, this is it...... I'm afraid there are not many such people, as the saying goes, the country is easy to change, and the nature is difficult to change. Test Text Watermark 6. Once there is a villain who has a way to die, he must cut down the grass and eradicate the roots!"

Zhou Tong gave a salute and said, "Thank you for the teachings of the ancestors! The disciple and grandson have been taught!" He walked to the cage in three steps and two steps, and asked in a cold voice: "Who is the person who lives in the second wing room in the east of the south garden of your Yan Mansion? What is his name? What is his background? Tell me honestly, otherwise, ...... It's good to have you!"

Yan Henghe grabbed Yan Bahao's back and asked tremblingly, "Can you let me leave here if you tell you?"

Zhou Tong replied expressionlessly: "No, but I may consider letting your father and son die a happy death!"

Yan Henghe shouted angrily and scolded: "What?! If we don't let us go, we won't say anything! Hmph, what do you say that we are wicked people who have embarked on the road to death? You are no better! You are like a murderer, I see that you are less of a righteous and awe-inspiring good person there, what is the difference between you and our father and son? ***! What kind of bullshit hero!"

Zhou Tong was unmoved by this evil words, he waved his arm at Yan Henghe, and swished a few subtle sounds of breaking the air, and five thin light blades slashed at the top of Yan Henghe's head between the electric light and flint, shaving off a large piece of skin and flesh about a millimeter thick, and landed on the ground together with his hair.

This book was first published.

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