"Where is the baby?"

Wang Ailian twisted her face and shouted loudly, "Don't even think about hitting my granddaughter."

"Your granddaughter?" He snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "You are afraid that you will not be able to understand your mind when you get old. Qiao Chuyang is clearly Qiao Yan's daughter and a child of the Qiao family. What does it have to do with you?"

"Nonsense, the baby is my son's daughter. You are the woman who called to rob the baby, right? Don't think about it!"

"The robbery is originally from Qiao Yan, so how can I say it to rob?"

"Haha, baby likes you so much, then you can come down and play with her!" Wang Ailian suddenly smiled strangely, and her charred hands quickly reached towards Ye Hui'an's neck.

Even under such night rain, the smell was still very strong. Ye Hui'an stood calmly, his dark pupils gradually turned into dazzling red, and his red lips turned into a flash of shadow. His body turned into a afterimage when Wang Ailian was about to pinch his neck and disappeared under the night sky.

"The way of heaven is finished, three to five, the sun and the moon are both dark and dark, and the air is preaching..." The clear female voice echoed in the air, like the sound of heaven and the sound of Sanskrit, and her heart was purified when she smelled it.

Wang Ailian was shocked and stared at the door that opened in front of him with scarlet eyes. "It turned out to be the "Evil-Repelling Curse". Haha, I thought these three-legged cat skills could steal my precious granddaughter?"

Another black afterimage passed by, and the rain became heavier and heavier, washing away the black residue all over the ground.

The room returned to its appearance before the fire. The antique furniture and the wooden sand painted with red paint, Qiao Baobao's legs were swaying from side to side, his eyes staring at the flashing TV in front of him, and his watery eyes were hollow.

On the coffee table, a slender red candle was lit, and a piece of dead money paper was placed under it. Gray smoke drifted in the air, and some had already penetrated into Qiao Baobao's mouth and nose.

Want to forcefully hook the baby's soul out?

Her beautiful eyes were slightly cold, and she rushed over and blew out the candle and flew upside down, taking out a piece of talisman paper and sticking it on.

"Baby?"

Qiao Baobao looked at her with a dull expression, her face becoming paler.

"Don't be afraid of baby, Xiao An's mother will take you home now."

He picked up Baobao Qiao and was about to turn around when a strong evil aura suddenly came from his back.

"Let me go down!" The shrill scream was deafening, and everything around him turned into a pair of black ashes, and the raging fire burned.

"Wang Ailian, killing people is natural and it is natural to kill people. It is even more difficult for ghosts to enter the underworld. Are you sure you want to hook the baby's soul?"

With one step, he avoided the sudden attack, held the baby in one hand and spread the palm of his hand, and the red and blue flames slowly floated up to form a gorgeous fire-colored lotus.

"That's my granddaughter. What's wrong with me asking her to come down to accompany me?"

Seeing the powerful pressure released by the fire lotus in Ye Hui'an's palm, Wang Ailian finally became afraid and took two steps back and returned to her burned charred body.

"You are sure that the baby is your granddaughter. Wang Ailian, don't deceive yourself. Your granddaughter has long died and died on the day she was born!"

"You are talking nonsense, what you are holding is my granddaughter. Did that woman invite you to come? She asked you to steal my granddaughter, right? Please, please don't do this!"

The raging fires around him dissipated, and the purpose was a mess. Wang Ailian was already kneeling in front of her with trembling body, with blood and tears on her old and pale face.
Chapter completed!