The villain wants to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors every day

Chapter 222
Well, let the butler leave for a while first.

Shen Fanxing sighed softly. She didn't have much spiritual power in the first place, so she wanted to use it sparingly, but it seemed impossible.

Thinking about it, Shen Fanxing squeezed a decision with one hand, a blue light jumped out from between his fingers, and penetrated into the butler's brow in an instant.

She raised her eyes to look at the butler whose expression had become dull, and parted her red lips slightly, "Turn around and walk a thousand steps forward."

Hearing this, the butler seemed to have been summoned, and walked out of the courtyard step by step like a puppet on a string.

Chu Yanzhi looked at all this calmly. To him, puppetry was just a trick, and he couldn't take it to heart.It's just that Shen Fanxing's demeanor and movements when he cast the spell were very much like the person in his memory.

The man looked at Shen Fanxing momentarily, making Shen Fanxing's hairs stand on end.

Shen Fanxing knew that he couldn't beat Chu Yanzhi, so he could only take the initiative to lower his posture. He pulled the corners of his lips and greeted Chu Yanzhi with a smile, "Daoist friend, long time no see."

This smile immediately dispelled the tenderness in Chu Yanzhi's eyes, and replaced it with a bone-chilling chill. The man asked coldly, "Hand me over, and I can spare your life."

Oh, what a big tone.

The smile on Shen Fanxing's face froze, he raised his eyes to look at the man in front of him, and said quietly, "Friend Daoist, she's just a brat who can't get on the stage, why are you so persistent?"

"Hand it over." The man repeated in a cold voice, his patience exhausted bit by bit.

Seeing Chu Yanzhi like this, Shen Fanxing became more determined to keep Xie Wanying. This guy is so overbearing and unreasonable, it's hard to guarantee that he won't do something to hurt Xie Wanying.

Shen Fanxing lowered her gaze, gently stroked the little gourd on her waist with her slender fingers, and said word by word, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't promise you."

"Since you want to seek death, I will help you!" The purple flame rose from the man's palm, and the moment the man's voice fell to the ground, the murderous flames rushed towards Shen Fanxing.

Having suffered a loss from Chu Yanzhi once, Shen Fanxing was prepared for this time, so he dodged the blow without much effort, and proudly raised his chin at the man, "It's not sure who is looking for death. Said Friends, don’t forget, this is my territory.”

She kneaded the formula with both hands and silently recited a mantra, and the water vapor in the air condensed into countless sharp ice thorns, which struck straight at Chu Yanzhi.

Seeing this, Chu Yanzhi waved his long sleeves, easily defusing the blow, and looked at Shen Fanxing mockingly, "It's just a trick."

Shen Fanxing smiled, "I didn't expect them to hurt you, but"

Shen Fanxing paused, his eyes flicked over Chu Yanzhi's wet sleeves, "It's enough."

Chu Yanzhi followed Shen Fanxing's line of sight to look at his sleeve, and saw countless transparent and dense filaments suddenly sprouting from the wet place, just like a vine in a breath, the filaments entangled the man's body. The body is tightly entangled.

Chu Yanzhi struggled hard, but to his surprise, instead of being able to break free from it, the filaments became more and more entangled.

For thousands of years, Chu Yanzhi has always been an existence above everything, and has never encountered such a situation.

The man narrowed his long and narrow eyes dangerously, and looked at Shen Fanxing coldly, his voice was like ice, "Are you plotting against me?"

Shen Fanxing held the other end of the silk thread tightly in his hand, tangled it casually, tilted his head to look at Chu Yanzhi, and corrected him solemnly, "Fellow Daoist, this is not called plotting, it's called soldiers never tire of cheating."

(End of this chapter)