In Zhang Xinxin's opinion, the informal dress just now was a slight to Zhang Fan.
In addition, Zhang Fan brought Lin Qingling with him, which proved that Zhang Fan had no wrong thoughts about her. Therefore, she was also very optimistic about Zhang Fan's character.
Lin Qingling also felt that Zhang Xinxin did not mean it, so she was not so angry.
"Master, Miss Lin, please stop standing and sit down quickly." Zhang Xinxin pointed to the sofa and said politely to the two of them.
Hearing this, Zhang Fan and Lin Qingling sat down.
"Master, what's your surname?" Qin Yulian looked at Zhang Fan and asked.
"Zhang Fan..." Zhang Fan answered casually, and then said bluntly to Qin Yulian, "Take off the hairpin on Zhang Xinxin's head and see what kind of monster is inside her."
Qin Yulian nodded slightly, and then made a finger gesture. When she saw the hairpin on Zhang Xinxin's head, a Tao Qi steamed up, and the hairpin on her head also fell down.
When the hairpin fell off, Zhang Xinxin's Yintang position suddenly lit up with a green light. The green light condensed into a weasel-shaped green light and shadow. The weasel light and shadow squatted in Zhang Xinxin's Yintang position and looked at Zhang Xinxin.
Fan and Qin Yulian's eyes carried a strong sense of provocation.
At the same time, a powerful demonic energy spread out of Zhang Xinxin's body, her eyes turned green in an instant, and an evil smile appeared on her face.
Through the powerful demonic energy spreading out of Zhang Xinxin's body, Zhang Fan felt that the weasel spirit hidden in Zhang Xinxin's body should be at the ninth stage of the world realm, which is the ninth stage of the first realm, and has not yet reached the transformation mirror.
Zhang Fan's Tao Xing is equivalent to a spirit in the first stage of the Transformation Realm. Zhang Fan's Tao Xing must be above it.
"I advise you to get out of Zhang Xinxin's body quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!" Zhang Fan looked at Zhang Xinxin and said coldly.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the weasel spirit possessing Zhang Xinxin seemed to have heard a joke. At this time, it was controlling Zhang Xinxin.
A disdainful smile appeared on Zhang Xinxin's face. After sizing up Zhang Fan, she said in his hoarse, high-pitched voice with a mocking look on her face: "What? You still want a hero to save a beauty?
Even that old lady is no match for me, so you still want me to come out, you really don’t know how high the sky is!"
The old lady mentioned by the weasel spirit is actually Qin Yulian.
Hearing this, Qin Yulian's face immediately showed a look of anger. Although the words "old woman" are not derogatory, they are definitely not complimentary. When Qin Yulian heard these words,
She was still very unhappy. She thought she was pretty, so she glared at Zhang Xinxin fiercely.
Just when Zhang Xinxin's face was full of pride, a powerful divination energy suddenly spurted out from Zhang Fan's body.
After feeling the powerful divination energy in Zhang Fan's body, Zhang Xinxin's face immediately changed color. Zhang Xinxin stared at Zhang Fan in surprise and swallowed hard.
Qin Yulian had long known that Zhang Fan's strength was superior to hers. As soon as Zhang Fan made a move, he showed the second level of the second realm.
Qin Yulian also had a look of surprise on her face.
On the surface, Zhang Fan is only twenty years old, and a Xuanmen practitioner can reach the second level at the age of twenty. Throughout the history of Xuanmen, such things are very rare. At first,
She thought that Zhang Fan's strength was only at the ninth level of the first level and had not reached the second level at all. Although he could be considered a genius if he reached the ninth level of the first level at the age of twenty, he was not as shocking as Zhang Fan.
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"Master, don't be angry, I will come out of her body right away." At this moment, the weasel spirit said quickly.
Then, I saw a wisp of evil energy spreading out from Zhang Xinxin's head. After this ray of evil energy fell on the ground, it condensed into a translucent soul body the size of a milk box, with a long soul body tail in all directions.
Swinging, the man with the weasel soul body looked at Zhang Fan pleadingly and said: "Master, I didn't mean to offend you just now. Please forgive me. Although I am in Zhang Xinxin's body, I did not kill her. Please forgive me."
Got me!"
After saying that, he saw the little head of the weasel soul body and kowtowed towards Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan glanced at Zhang Xinxin, who had just woken up from a coma and looked tired.
When Zhang Xinxin's eyes fell on the weasel's soul, a look of anger appeared on Zhang Xinxin's face. This weasel had been torturing her for nearly a year. Every day, her soul felt like needles pricking her, and she was in pain.
pole.
The weasel soul looked at Zhang Xinxin and smiled apologetically.
"Although you didn't hurt her life, you made her suffer for a year. You can't escape the blame!" Zhang Fan looked at the weasel soul body coldly and said.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words and seeing Zhang Fan's appearance, the weasel's soul shrank slightly and subconsciously took a few steps back. When he looked at Zhang Fan, his eyes were full of fear.
The weasel soul retreated while begging for mercy: "Master, I will never pester this girl again. Please forgive me. Please! Please!"
Zhang Fan had no intention of sparing the weasel. He stepped forward and came to the weasel's soul body. The palm of his hand, filled with the aura of divination, struck the weasel fiercely with lightning speed.
's soul body.
When the fortune-telling energy came into contact with the weasel's soul, a tragic wailing sound suddenly came from the mouth of the weasel's soul.
"ah……"
At the same time, the weasel's soul became much weaker, and a look of exhaustion appeared on the face of the weasel's soul. Its eyes were raw, as if it might fall asleep at any time.
Zhang Fan did not directly break up the weasel's soul body. After all, the sins committed by the weasel had not yet reached the level of heinousness. Zhang Fan had just started to weaken the weasel's Taoism, allowing the weasel to escape from the worldly realm.
From the ninth level, he fell to the fifth level of World Realm. This can be regarded as a punishment for him.
I saw the weasel soul looking at Zhang Fan and asking expectantly: "Master, you...can you let me go now?"
"Let's go." Zhang Fan waved his hand slightly and said.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the eyes of the weasel soul's body lit up slightly. Although his moral integrity was compromised, his life was finally saved.
"Thank you, master, thank you, master." The weasel soul said repeatedly. After saying this, it turned into a stream of evil energy and got out of the window.