After Setting up Her Own Stall, the Bigshot in Mystic Arts Went Viral

Qu Jian'er looked at Ling Po, who looked like a cat, a tiger, or a leopard, with interest in his eyes.

You Xinuo clutched the back of his right hand in pain: "Master, my hand hurts so much."

Fan Daochang frowned, he protected You Xinuo, and was alert to the dangers that were getting closer.

Taoist priests are also divided into strong and weak.

Ordinary Taoist priests spend their entire lives unable to cast aside their magic tools and see Yin Qi and resentment with their naked eyes, let alone see the evil obstacles hidden in the resentment and the human body.

Therefore, Taoist Fan and his apprentice naturally did not see the sharp claw scars on the back of You Xinuo's hand.

They can only detect something hidden in the dark with the help of magic tools, but they can't see it clearly with the naked eye.

Qu Jian'er waved at them: "I'm very experienced in dealing with such things."

Fan Daochang was stunned: "Very experienced?"

At this moment, Qu Jian'er has an incomparable charm all over her body, and she wants to play with the world in the palm of her hand.

For some reason, Fan Daochang believed that the other party had this ability. He led You Xinuo to follow Qu Jian'er, always feeling that what the little girl said was a little scary.

How experienced one must be to dare to say such easy words in times of crisis without shame! ?

Seeing that the two knew each other, they came over.

Self-knowledge can take the opportunity to make money.

Qu Jian'er showed the payment code at the bottom of the pot: "One price, 4.99 million, I will leave with you two."

Fan Daochang didn't think the money was too much, on the contrary, he felt that 4.99 million was too cheap to buy the lives of their master and apprentice.

He took his phone out of his sleeve.

Unlocked with pupils.

【-Insufficient balance! 】

Hear a smart prompt from the other party's mobile terminal.

Qu Jian'er immediately said, "I don't support credit!"

Fan Daochang was in pain, his bank cards were all in the hands of his wife.

So much so that his private money is only a few hundred thousand, and he just wanted to bargain and pay back the price.

You Xinuo tugged on the sleeve of his poor master.

Then.

In front of the big guy, he dialed a contact number: "Little sister, borrow some pocket money."

The other party: "How much."

You Xinuo: "Not much, just 5 million."

The other party: "Okay."

[—4.99 million star yuan in the account! 】

When Qu Jian'er successfully received the money, she was in a daze. These days, millions are pocket money?

She secretly marveled: Sure enough, a poor batch like her still can't understand this world. She decided that she must increase the price in the future! Increase the price! !

At this time.

The thing that felt underestimated roared, and the surrounding magnetic field collapsed instantly.

Calls by Sino are automatically disconnected.

Qu Jian'er's majestic painting of evil symbols.

Instantly sticking it to the back of You Xinuo's hand, he healed You Boy's injury with evil restraint.

Then, she chanted the forbidden spell against the dark place, forcing the things hidden in the dark place to reveal themselves.

Fan Daochang gasped: "Why do you know the forbidden spells and evil talismans only used by the evil sect!?"

Qu Jian'er raised her eyebrows: "Who told you that I'm in the same vein as those pious guys?"

Faced with rhetorical questions.

Fan Daochang was dumbfounded.

With a roar.

There was a crackling sound like baking on the ruined walls.

With the sudden change of the environment, there was a sea of ​​fire all around, and the dazzling blood red that was buried in the sea of ​​fire could be vaguely recognized.

Qu Jian'er's body was full of ferocity, and the evil hidden in the resentment rushed towards her crazily.

"I didn't turn into a real body, even the old Taoist didn't find me, how could you find out!?"

The soul is forced to appear.

The whole body is wrapped in red mist, and it is vaguely visible that it is a feline animal with four different shapes.

After smelling danger.

It backs up again and again.

But it has no way out, it can only go around in circles to avoid Qu Jian'er's spells and fat beatings. Then, they were cornered by people holding pans.

The same life-chasing "game".

Fan Daochang, master and apprentice, scratched their heads and scratched their heads.

On the other hand, Qu Jian'er has completely changed her style, as if she has found a long-lost joy.

She chased after the spirit soul that could shake the entire Taoist world, until the spirit could not retreat.

Lingpo almost died again.

well known.

After all things die.

A soul without obsession will fall into the Nether Sea and reincarnate.

Only those souls with obsession, resentment, and hatred stay in the world.

From low to strong: wraith, evil spirit, evil spirit, evil spirit.

Only two things stand out.

One is the immortal zombie.

The second is the spirit monster, a kind of "nothing" with special abilities since birth.

Most of them are valued by human beings, from fiction to reality, from decay to magical existence.

There is often no gender distinction. The known spirits include painting spirits, book spirits, wall spirits, tree spirits...

Each is a world-class treasure.

Qu Jian'er put a frying pan on Lingpo's neck, like an unreasonable robber: "Red Thursday in Coffin City, are you playing tricks?"

Lingpo still couldn't believe that someone could catch it.

It dares to jump casually in front of people.

It's just relying on his ability to transform, and the ability not to be discovered by ordinary Taoists.

Now that his proud housekeeping ability has been broken, he has the heart to cry.

Qu Jian'er was just asking casually, she didn't want to know the answer at all: "Don't tell me? Then die."

"No, wait! Wait!"

The soul turned into a pure black kitten with different eyes, begging for mercy from the person in front of him.

But who is Qu Jian'er?

Duanduan is not an ordinary plush and fluffy control.

After seeing the culprit, adhering to the concept of solving early and going to bed early, she took the pot for a while.

Lingpo's movements are very much like a beckoning cat.

It bowed and bowed to Qu Jian'er.

It was hard to save my life.

It found itself being grabbed by the back of the neck by Qu Jian'er and lifted into the air.

Qu Jian'er half-closed her eyes: "This posture? You can consider placing it at the door to attract wealth~"

Lingpo didn't expect that it would avoid harm because of its actions, it hung its little head down wanting to cry but without tears.

Fan Daochang can still slow down.

You Xinuo was completely at a loss.

The "cat spirit" that made them helpless was easily resolved by Qu Jian'er!

Fan Daochang said sincerely: "Little friends are capable, and the waves behind push the waves ahead."

Qu Jian'er didn't reply.

She immediately cast an evil spell on Lingpo to ensure that the other party would not have a chance to retaliate.

Before Lingpo could react, let alone resist, Qu Jian'er took it as his property.

It resigned itself to grabbing Qu Jian'er's arm.

It wants to tell its story, hoping that the new owner can help its old owner.

Qu Jian'er had a happy face of digging a treasure: "There is still a story to listen to? It's like a wonderful frog seed eating a wonderful crispy horn and entering the Mickey Mouse Wonderful House~www.readwn.com~ The soul is amazing Knowing where Qu Jian'er's excitement was, it was brewing with sadness.

before it starts telling the story.

Qu Jian'er interrupted Lingpo's sadness: "Wait a minute, I'll take some watermelon seeds. Alright, let's start."

Lingpo fell silent.

It has "lived" for so long.

For the first time so speechless.

The perpetrator not only did not feel guilty, but also urged it to hurry up, saying that the melon seeds could not stand the cracking.

Lingpo swallowed his sorrow, and told a story in the third person, with an eloquent and emotional tone.

The protagonist of the story is Yuexing Youjia, the son of the 33rd Patriarch—Youji.

In order to save the world, people died in the sea of ​​fire, and their bones were buried under Linguan City, and they suffered nearly a hundred years of suffering.

Qu Jian'er confided the truth with a sense of substitution: "Tsk, this Yuji might as well change his name to Tragedy."

Hear the word "Yuji".

Not only Fan Daochang, but You Xinuo was also shocked.

You Xinuo shook his head wildly: "Impossible, my grandpa is alive and well, why are you cursing my grandpa!"

Fan Daochang was also in a daze: "Don't worry, Xinuo, there may be different words with the same pronunciation."

Qu Jian'er replied for Lingpo: "Tsk, your surname is You. It attacked you before, not because it was bullying. One is because you laughed at it, and the other is because you are from Yu family, and your grandfather has the same name and surname as Youji."

You Xinuo still shook his head: "But my grandfather is still alive, and we are the only family in the universe with the surname You. I don't understand, what does it mean!?"

Qu Jian'er leaned against the wall, completely ignoring how shocking the world was in his words: "Your grandfather is indeed alive, and the Yuji he said is indeed dead."

As soon as these words came out, there was silence all around.