This sword split the night and lit the rooftop, making the entire resort feel like daylight.
The cold sword energy burst out from the rooftop with a whoosh.
The wooden door became quiet in an instant, and the blew the wind stopped.
Even the strange laughter and footsteps disappeared.
The bride in red and the ninth-generation evil spirits in Bao Qianyun's minds.
Not only did not have any resistance at all, but they also rushed to flee one by one.
They screamed, panicked, feared, and sank into the ground at any cost.
But in the end no one avoided this sword.
In the dazzling sword light, they broke into wisps of black smoke, disappearing in the howling sea breeze.
This is not over yet, and the dazzling sword light has not yet entered the eighteen buildings in the resort.
The next second, the entire ground trembled slightly.
The trembling trembles from east to west, from top to bottom, like boiling water.
But the resort quickly returned to peace.
Then, all the cold wind stopped, and the evil spirits of the entire resort were washed away!
The dark lights that are impenetrable also illuminate the road again.
The road is still the same road, and the door is still the same, but anyone can feel that the resort is normal.
Bao Qianyun and the others appeared, and the sea breeze blowing was unprecedentedly fresh.
The depression in my heart was also wiped out.
They subconsciously turned their heads and looked at Zhong Kui holding the sword, but they found that the paper-cut man was still standing there.
There was no strangeness, no movement, and no expression.
Everything seems to have never been born.
But they saw that the ghost-slaying sword originally made of white paper had a faint red look on the blade.
It looks like the remaining blood after the killing.
“This is unscientific…”
Bao Qianyun's red lips shook slightly, and her head tilted and she fainted.
The other secretary hugged each other, pursing his lips tightly and did not dare to speak again.
Their eyes looked at Ye Fan were filled with admiration after awe...
"Lawyer Zhou, this Zhong Kui is placed in the bell tower and offered up."
Ye Fan threw away the cinnabar pen in his hand and said to Lawyer Zhou with both hands on his back:
"No one can remove it without my instructions."
Zhong Kui's sword just now had killed countless ghosts, and the dirt in the resort was basically cleared.
Even if there are still remnants, I dare not come out and cause trouble again.
As long as Zhong Kui is placed here, the resort will be safe forever.
As for the life and death of Bao Qianyun and her gang, Ye Fan was too lazy to take a look.
"Don't worry, Mr. Ye, I will immediately seal the rooftop and offer Master Zhong Tian to prevent anyone from damage."
Lawyer Zhou hurriedly spoke respectfully: "From the future, this bell tower will be changed to the Zhong Tianshi platform."
At this moment, he also respected Ye Fan as much as a god.
"Very good, thank you for your hard work."
Ye Fan waved his hand at Nangong Youyou: "Youyou, go home to eat chicken legs."
Nangong Youyou cheered and followed Ye Fan downstairs.
An hour later, Ye Fan took Nangong Youyou back to Tenglong Villa.
Ye Fan almost appeared in the hall, and Song Hongyan greeted her with a smile.
"Husband, are you back?"
"I'm back just now. I just warmed up the food for you. Hurry up and go to the dining room to eat while it's hot."
She took the coat from Ye Fan's hand quickly and found a pair of slippers for Ye Fan.
Ye Fan smiled and stroked the woman's face and said, "Thank you, madam, I'm hungry."
"I've been struggling for a day today, but I'm so tired."
Ye Fan opened his arms pitifully at the woman: "Hug her."
Song Hongyan gave him a blank look: "Why are you like a child?"
Ye Fan blinked and said, "I worked so hard outside, so my wife should be comforted."
"Fuck."
Nangong Youyou, who had changed his shoes, rolled his eyes and exposed Ye Fan without hesitation:
"I pulled out the Eighteen Chai, I smashed the billboard, and I tied Zhong Kui."
"It's obvious that I've been working for a day, but why did you have to work for a day?"
"You have your hands on your back from beginning to end."
"The man who has a paper piece is unwilling to end up, and he has brought up the guise of protecting his wife's hands."
"But I, my hands, have been aging for more than ten years."
"Sister Hongyan, you have to make the decision for me. I am the poor person who wants to be a bodyguard and stab Zhong Kui..."
Nangong Youyou threw herself into Song Hongyan's arms pitifully, and stretched out her chubby little hand for Song Hongyan to examine.
"Is that true? He bullied my Youyou in this way."
Song Hongyan hurriedly hugged Nangong Youyou: "I will share half of his food to Youyou."
Nangong Youyou nodded repeatedly: "Okay, OK."
After saying that, she ran away and went to the dining room to wash her hands and have dinner.
Ye Fan shook his head helplessly: "This girl's movie."
Song Hongyan smiled and said, "Don't bother with her, go for a meal, otherwise you will be eaten by Youyou."
Ye Fan hugged the woman, then lowered his head and kissed her: "Then I will eat you."
I don’t know if it was because of the clear relationship after the engagement or because of emotions, Ye Fan felt that no matter how much he loved this woman, he didn’t love her enough now.
He wished he could hold the woman in his arms all the time, and he would never be separated from each other.
"Well, yes, don't mess around. This is the hall. It's a hall that is seen by parents and it's a shame..."
Song Hongyan resisted symbolically for a few times, and then sank into Ye Fan's passionate kiss.
Almost at the same time, several empty doors on the upper floor suddenly closed, and several doors and windows also pulled up the curtains with a whistle.
In the flash of movements, the meaningful smiles of Song Wansan and Ye Tiandong can be seen vaguely.
It took about three minutes before Ye Fan and Song Hongyan separated.
Song Hongyan glanced upstairs with guilt, but did not see grandpa and the others watching, and her face was a little less awkward.
But she was smart and soon she found that the doors and windows were closed, and immediately guessed what had happened in her heart.
"I saw it by my grandfather and the others."
She pinched Ye Fan gently and resented: "How can I see them tomorrow?"
Song Hongyan still felt a little embarrassed, and she couldn't control herself?
"Hahaha, it's okay, I'll see it when I see it. Anyway, we are husband and wife."
Ye Fan hugged Song Hongyan and walked towards the dining room: "Don't worry about the death of a society."
Song Hongyan hummed and pinched Ye Fan again...
"Bang, bang-"
Ye Fan was about to speak, but suddenly there was a loud noise coming from the dining room.
When Nangong Youyou saw Ye Fan coming, she immediately threw away the bowls and chopsticks, tweaked her mouth, and crawled towards her bedroom.
During this period, she knocked over several shelves and chairs, but she still ran away without caring about it.
After a while, I heard the bedroom door slamming and then several locks were clicked.
Ye Fan was slightly stunned at first, and walked to the dining room to take a look.
He quickly roared: "Nangong Youyou, come out for me."
On the dining table, seven dishes and one soup had been swept away by Nangong Youyou.
A roasted pigeon was so chewed that it didn't even have its head left.
However, there is still a skeleton left for a Duobao fish.
"Himmer, you said it yourself, just eat Sister Hongyan."
Nangong Youyou's explanation came from the deep hall:
"I see you eating for three minutes, and you're so happy and satisfied. I feel like you should be full."
"I was worried about wasting food, so I ate all the food on the table, burp..."
"Bang--"
As soon as he finished speaking, Nangong Youyou closed the window.
Ye Fan almost knocked on the door with a hammer.
"Okay, stop making trouble with the little girl, who told you to be slick?"
Song Hongyan smiled and grabbed Ye Fan's arm: "I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you."
Ye Fan had no choice but to smile helplessly: "Okay..."
Before entering the kitchen, Song Hongyan remembered something: "Who do you think these things did the Tianya Resort?"
Ye Fan made a guess: "It is probably Tao Xiaotian."
"After all, Bao Zhenhai is taking the team for grandpa in the Paradise Island auction."
He changed his tone:
"But it doesn't matter. Whether it is Tao Xiaotian or not, that master of mysterious arts will be in trouble."