Hearing this, Jian Anran raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips, too lazy to speak.
There is nothing to say to the two people in front of me.
"Hmph! Evil!"
Jian Pengcheng sneered coldly. He looked at Jian Anran with disgust, and the anger in his heart became even more violent!
If it weren't for Jian Anran, the Jian family would have been rich and wealthy long ago, right?!
If this bitch hadn't only turned his elbows outward, would their family be like this now?
"I will beat you to death today! You are so humble! If my family doesn't know how to help, our family owes you, right?! You still have the nerve to come back today!"
The more Jian Pengcheng thought about it, the angrier he became. He raised his head and slapped Jian Anran's fair and delicate face!
There was a hint of excitement for revenge in Jin Xianglan's eyes. It was an extremely happy thing to see Jian Anran, a little bitch, deflated!
After all, the slap failed to land on Jian Anran's face.
As if he suddenly lost strength, Jian Pengcheng's legs gave way and he fell to the ground.
Jane stood there peacefully without even making any movement.
She has an obligation to take care of it.
Jian Anran's eyes turned cold, and she threw two talismans directly on the foreheads of the two people in front of her.
Jian Anran could see the strong evil energy on the skeleton. If he was injured by the skeleton, his vitality would be greatly damaged!
But soon, the broken bones gathered together again, reassembled into a skeleton and walked towards Jian Anran.
The moment the spell was applied, Jian Pengcheng and Jin Xianglan fell into coma at the same time.
The place is sparsely populated, and apart from the tombstones there is nothing else.
"Huh...huh...bitch, bitch!"
Time passed by minute by second, and Jian Anran didn't know how many skeletons she had broken, but these skeletons seemed to be endless.
But the number of skeletons in front of them decreased instead of increasing. They staggered, stretched out their hands, and approached Jian Anran.
For so many years, Jian Pengcheng never felt that there was anything wrong with bringing his mistress into the house and killing his wife.
Hearing this, Jian Anran had no reaction, but Jian Pengcheng couldn't help it anymore: "I really regret not strangling you to death! Why didn't you die with your mother?!"
After all, Jian Anran can't beat four hands with one fist, and she is a living person, and her strength is limited. If she keeps like this, she will be consumed to death here.
"You're still cursing me to death, right?!"
For Jian Anran, if he kills someone intentionally, his merit will be greatly reduced.
In the future, my cultivation will also stagnate.
How could Jian Anran not know that she was being plotted? The opponent seemed to be very good at setting up formations, and the formations they laid out were extremely hidden, and they would only be noticed when they entered the formation.
"...We must quickly find a way to break the formation."
After getting to the second floor, Jian Anran directly opened the door to Jian Anya's room.
In Jian Anran's opinion, Jian Pengcheng's movements were full of flaws and extremely slow.
After all, Jian Anya now relies on men's yang energy to survive, and all she does is harmful to nature.
Jian Anran gritted her teeth and stood up. After fighting off the skeletons beside her, she took out a few charms from the small gourd and whispered the spell in her mouth.
Her physical strength was almost exhausted, and the mahogany sword in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and she could hardly hold it.
Jian Anran waved his hand, and the sword energy directly scattered the skeleton, and the broken bones shattered all over the ground.
These two people were already dying, so there was no need for her to spend her merits on these two people.
"Humph, it's your own fault."
Jian Anran pursed her lips, picked up a small ornament on the dressing table, put the tracking charm on the ornament, and whispered the incantation.
Looking at the two people who were dying, Jian Anran took a deep breath and tried her best to suppress her violent emotions.
Who told Jian Pengcheng not to be discerning enough to mention her biological mother?
Just when Jian Anran was about to leave this place, she found that the scenery around her had turned dark at some point.
She lowered her eyes, looked at Jian Pengcheng who was constantly breathing heavily, and said calmly: "If you want to live longer, don't worry about it."
Taking the peach wood sword in hand, Jian Anran looked around cautiously.
Jian Pengcheng gasped and cursed angrily.
Even if there was no one inside, the sickeningly rich aura of death in the room was enough to make Jian Anran frown.
Jian Anran followed the guidance of the talisman and tracked all the way, and finally arrived at the cemetery.
Because of the formation, Jian Anran could not see the sky outside, and everything was dark.
It was as if the world was covered with a layer of black mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
Originally, Jian Anran didn't intend to pay attention to these two people. She came here just to use the things Jian Anya used to find people.
Just like this, Jian Pengcheng spent a lot of his little energy.
The tomb next to him made a numbing knocking sound, as if something was about to break out of the ground!
"Tsk..."
Their movements are not fast, but the advantage is that they are numerous, they feel no pain and are not afraid, and they can regenerate after being broken.
Jin Xianglan also rushed up. She stared at Jian Anran with an angry look on her face, and said angrily: "Anran is in great trouble now. She is already the rich wife of the Chu family. She has been rich and powerful for too long. Why?
Maybe you think highly of our Jian family?"
The hand holding the mahogany sword was trembling, Jian Anran was breathing heavily, and beads of sweat overflowed on her smooth forehead.
Jian Pengcheng's eyes widened. He didn't know where he got the strength. He got up from the ground, grabbed the vase and threw it at Jian Anran's head!
The man's face was ferocious and crazy, as if he was dragging Jane to hell!
Jian An then took two steps back and dodged easily.
The talisman surrounded him, temporarily forming a protective shield to keep out the skeletons, giving Jane time to rest peacefully.
So she won't do it.
Soon, the talisman started flying and landed lightly in one direction.
The soil of the tomb was broken open by bone hands, and skeletons crawled out of the ground, staggering towards Jian Anran and surrounding them.
Jian Anran frowned. According to Jian Anya's current situation, the further away from the aura of death, the better. Why would she be hiding here?
Could it be that there is something wrong with the tracking symbol?
"Now that we are in such a state of indifference, I might as well have given you a ride."
Jian Anran wiped her sweat, squatted down and closed her eyes to feel the flow of the formation's breath.
The spell can be resisted for a limited time, and driving the spell also requires energy, so she needs to do it as soon as possible.
Only by breaking the formation can we survive!
The skeletons seemed to have noticed that Jian Anran had lost much strength at this time, and the attack suddenly became fierce.
The light of the talisman used to protect Jian Anran gradually dimmed.
At this rate, in no more than five minutes, the protective shield formed by the spell will be ineffective!
