Cultivating In The Entertainment Industry

"Master, when I was at the scene of the car accident last time, didn't I smell the breath of Xu Man and Uncle Zhong? Now I find that there is also the breath of Xu Man here! And...some devilish energy!"

Qibao said very confidently.

Lin Rui frowned.

The car accident had something to do with Xu Man!

It seems that someone took advantage of Xu Man and manipulated the car!

Fortunately, Xu Man was sent away now.

In addition, when it was on the Canglan Continent, the demons were no longer in the climate.

The power of the demon race has fallen, that is, some small demon cultivators are running around everywhere.

In this small world, with so thin aura, there will be demons?

Also, if there are real demons here, is that Dongfang Qingqiu colluding with demons?

The lights in this room were not turned on, but Lin Rui had a strong sense of consciousness and excellent eyesight.

She easily saw everything in the room clearly.

As shown in the survey data, Dongfang Qingqiu is a very gentle person. The layout of his room is very simple, and the books on the bookcase next to him are neatly arranged.

But an opened black box attracted Lin Rui's attention.

It's a bit familiar.

As soon as her hand touched the black box, she felt someone coming.

That person still walked towards Dongfang Qingqiu's room!

Lin Rui immediately put the black box into the space, then propped up the enchantment, hiding her figure.

At the same time the door was pushed open and Dongfang Qingqiu's mother came over.

She turned on the light, and then sat down by the bed.

Mrs. Dongfang's eyes were red, and the expression on her whole person was also turbulent.

"Qingqiu, why, why did you do that!" The woman covered her face and sobbed softly. Because of excessive sadness, her breath was chaotic.

"You have always been an obedient child, why did you suddenly do something to your grandfather?" The woman cried for a while, and then her mobile phone rang.

Lin Rui stood not far from Mrs. Dongfang and clearly saw the string of phone numbers.

The call is connected.

Mrs. Dongfang sniffed, adjusted her state, and asked, "Hello, who?"

"Auntie! This is Chen Bing, and if Qingqiu is here, I have a hundred thousand urgent things to find him!"

"He... something went out."

"Go out? Where did you go? I call him and he won't answer! Auntie, could it be... Did something happen to your house?"

Lin Rui looked at him.

But the next moment, the phone was cut off suddenly.

Mrs. Dongfang was in a daze, and the next moment, she ran out with an ugly face.

Kancan passed Lin Rui.

Lin Rui looked at the back of Mrs. Dongfang leaving with a serious look.

At the same time, Mo Ran found a clue in Dongfang Tuo's study.

He used his spiritual power to drive the spirit pen and drew a few times on the snow-white wall. Gradually, two **** handprints appeared.

Even some palm prints were revealed.

Mo Ran immediately photographed these handprints.

"This position... there is a formation," Mo Ran squinted.

Dongfang Tuo is a Taoist person after all, and he understands that he is in a formation at home. After all, he still likes alchemy and would not let ordinary people come into contact with these things.

If you can't fix it, there will be something in this study.

However, when Mo Ran was halfway through the cracking process, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his eyes widened in surprise.

The next moment, the spiritual energy that raged in the body was soothed by a stronger spiritual power.

Mo Ran touched the corner of his mouth, turned his head, and saw Lin Rui with a serious face.