Just as everything was moving in the direction Hongyi thought, an accident suddenly arose. Xinhao, who was only three steps away from Xinhao, suddenly seemed to be drunk and shaking. Xinhao wanted to take a step forward, but who knew that because Xinhao took this step, Xinhao's body fell straight to the ground. Hongyi was frightened and wanted to catch Xinhao, but who knew that Xinhao had already had an intimate contact with the cement floor.

The monk, who was being controlled by two skeleton warriors, just saw the whole process. When Xinhao fell down, the monk really felt an indescribable joy in his heart: "Hahaha, boy, you are now a useless man. Listen to my words, give up resistance, I will take you back intact, and the matter will be over successfully. Hello, I am everyone, your little girlfriend will not be affected by it. Do you think it is okay? Amitabha."

Hongyi glanced at him coldly: "Haha, stinky monk, don't you feel ashamed to recite these four words? You are a crooked and sang the Buddha's name. Are you not afraid that someone will come that day and will accept you while chanting Amitabha Buddha?"

"You little girl, you are pretty, but your mouth is so poisonous. It seems that I really need to train you well, so as not to speak rudely in the future." The monk smiled maliciously, and as a powerful aura burst out from his body, he saw the two skeleton warriors about to fall apart under the powerful aura, and with a skeleton warriors sneered, two skeleton warriors appeared behind the monk, hugging the monk tightly, and the monk slowly became honest.

"Stinky monk, I'll teach you a lesson later." Hongyi squatted down and turned Xinhao's body over. Looking at the scars on Xinhao's face, Hongyi's hatred for the monk became a little more. She took out a piece of short fragrance from her waist and blew it at the fragrance. The fragrance ignited itself, and a wisp of purple smoke floated out.

After smoking it under Xinhao's nose for a while, Xinhao moved his nose, sneezed, and woke up. The first sentence he said after waking up was: "What's wrong with me?"

The red dress wiped off the short incense and put it back into the small treasure bag on his waist. He smiled at Xinhao: "It's okay, maybe you've used too much force, which caused you to lose your strength. Just take a break."

The monk snorted: "Boy, don't listen to your little girlfriend's nonsense. Your meridians are broken now, and you are already a useless person, so you can't be lucky anymore. From today on, you will live in a wheelchair."

Hongyi glared at the monk, and the four skeleton warriors hugged the monk directly, and wrapped them around the monk like four octopus. The monk wanted to struggle, but the four skeleton warriors were not for a good meal. The four skeleton warriors were so big that they could not take off. As Hongyi pointed his hand down, the four skeleton warriors hugged the monk and slowly fell into the ground. The monk was panicked. He was so arrogant just now because he knew that Hongyi would not kill him, but now his life was in danger. He was about to see the Buddha in another minute.

"Little girl, spare your life and meet again in the future. Amitabha Buddha." The monk was almost dead and did not forget to chant the Buddha's name. He was a devout Buddhist believer.

"You are almost dead, will you still have a future?" Hongyi said with a smile. In the eyes of the monk, he looked like a god of death.

"Wow, I'm so angry. Little girl, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!" When the monk said this, the monk only had one head left.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to you coming to me after being a ghost. Now I'm worried that there are no lonely ghosts to subdue them." Hongyi smiled and waved her hand at the monk. The monk quickly sank into the ground. In the end, his eyes were desperate. He couldn't afford to offend him alive, and he couldn't afford to offend him even more after he died. He was frustrated to death.

After dealing with the monk, Hongyi turned around to look at Xinhao. She saw Xinhao looking at her with complicated eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Hongyi smiled at Xinhao: "It's okay, get up, I'll carry you on my back. This place is not a place to stay for a long time." He said that, he wanted to help Xinhao up from the ground.

Xinhao broke free from Hongyi's hand and turned his head to the side: "Don't worry about me, you can go by yourself. I'm already a useless person. I have already used four resentful spirits. I can't let you waste it anymore. You can go, I'll fend for myself."

"Pan" a loud slap in the face, Xinhao covered his face and looked at Hongyi incredibly: "Why did you hit me?"

"Can't I slap twice for those who want to give up on themselves?" Hongyi pulled Xinhao up from the ground. As soon as Xinhao stood up, he felt like he was pushing his head softly and fell forward. Hongyi was already on guard, just pulling Xinhao's arm, and gently pulled Xinhao fell into Hongyi's arms, and then Hongyi hugged him.

"If you can't leave, I will carry you on my back. No matter what, you came out safely. You must let you go back with no arms or legs. If that happens, I will probably be soon." Hongyi turned around and squatted down, let Xinhao lie on his back, hugged himself tightly, and then stood up and slowly left this place of right and wrong.

After the two left, the white man in white who had been standing on the roof watching the fun shook his head and turned around and left. When he left, he left a sentence: "This may be the so-called fate. The debts from the previous life will be paid back in this life."

The figure of the man in white dress twisted and disappeared on the roof of Tianjin Daily Building. In a blink of an eye, he came to a room. He was about to raise his hand to knock on the door when he suddenly thought of something. His hand fell down and turned into a gray head. The man in a straight suit tidied up his clothes and knocked on the door.

After knocking three times, the man in the suit stopped and waited for the person inside to reply. It took a quarter of an hour before a sentence came from inside: "Who is it? The door is not locked, please push the door and bring in by the way the socks that I hanged outside."

"Okay, I'll bring it in for you right away." The man in the suit frowned, but he still picked up the socks that were still a little wet on it, pushed the door and walked in.

This is a small single room with a bed, a table and a sink. There is a low wall not far from the bed, separating the toilet from the living place. Even so, there is no odor in the room, but a fragrance.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, it seemed that he was meditating, but his head was messy and his clothes were not tidy. The man in the suit smiled when he saw the man's appearance. He threw his socks aside and sat down beside the man and put his hand on the man's shoulder: "Okay, there is no need to pretend to be there anymore. Everyone knows that you are not sleeping, and pretending to practice is just a deception."

The man opened his eyes and glanced at the man in the suit: "I said Wu Wanchuan, can't you give me some face? If someone outside heard this, it would be bad for me to have a reputation." He picked up the mirror and looked at his head. Sure enough, he was unkempt and frowned. He went down to the ground barefoot to turn on the faucet and began to wash his hair.

"I came here by myself. By the way, how long has it been, why has your head not turned white? Xinhao almost finished his life this time." Wu Wanchuan said with a serious expression, nowhere was the casualness he had before.

"I said I don't know Xinhao, so don't bother me every day. Just let me eat, drink, sleep well. When I practice that day, I will take you to heaven to enjoy it." The man said while washing his hair. Maybe he thought of something good and suddenly laughed.

"Oh." Wu Wanchuan shook his head. It was raining all night. Bai Yi lost her memory so much. Everything was delayed. Some things he could not do. He could only watch things unwillingly in the direction he didn't want. "Then I'll leave. Be careful when you practice by yourself. If you are obsessed with the devil, no one has time to save you."

"Okay, okay, don't say this all the time. I have been practicing smoothly. I have never had any trouble. Don't forget to bring the door when I left. Recently, my head hurts and I can't practice after being blown by the wind."

"I don't know where you are looking. If I hadn't known that you were Feng Yu in white, I would have kicked you to death long ago." Wu Wanchuan said, and brought the door with him, really didn't want to see his master now.

"What is Baiyi Fengyu? It's used for cultivation?" Baiyi stopped and thought about it carefully, but she couldn't figure it out, so she had to give up and continue washing her hair.

"Or it can't?" After Wu Wanchuan came out, a man walked out of the corner, wearing a long robe, with a brass ancient sword on his back, and a shawl length. This person was not different, but Tang Xuance.

"It's useless. Master hasn't done this once or twice, but at this time it's so unsettling. I always feel that there is something strange about it. You can do more ghosts during this period and you can do it in a special way. Now, someone else notifies me immediately."

"Okay, I'll do it now. By the way, the child in the guardian room is coming out. You go and see. He said he is Xinhao's friend." After that, Tang Xuance turned into a ray of black smoke and disappeared.
Chapter completed!