This sword split the night, lit up the rooftop, and made the entire resort look like daylight.
The cold sword energy burst out from the rooftop with a whoosh.
The wooden door suddenly became silent, and the dark wind blowing stopped.
Even the strange laughter and footsteps disappeared.
Bao Qianyun and other ghosts in their minds such as the Bride in Red and the Nine Evils.
At this moment, not only was there no sign of resistance, but everyone was scrambling to escape.
They screamed, panicked, and feared, sinking underground at all costs.
But in the end no one avoided this sword.
In the dazzling sword light, each one shattered into wisps of black smoke and disappeared in the roaring sea wind.
This is not over yet, the bright sword light has not yet entered the eighteen buildings in the resort.
The next second, the whole ground trembled slightly.
It vibrated from east to west, from top to bottom, like boiling water.
But calm quickly returned to the resort.
Then, all the evil winds stopped, and the entire resort was cleansed of all evil spirits!
The light that could not penetrate the darkness also illuminated the road again.
The road is still the same, and the door is still the same, but everyone can feel that the resort is normal.
Bao Qianyun and the others found that the sea breeze blowing was fresher than ever before.
The depression that was suppressing my heart was also swept away.
They subconsciously turned their heads to look at Zhong Kui holding the sword, and found that the man with the paper stuck was still standing in the same place.
There was nothing strange, no movement, and no expression.
Everything seemed like nothing had happened.
However, they discovered that the ghost-slaying sword, which was originally tied with white paper, had a faint hint of red on its edge.
It looks like the blood left behind after a killing.
"This unscientific……"
Bao Qianyun's red lips trembled slightly, her head tilted and she fainted.
The other secretaries also hugged each other and pursed their lips tightly, not daring to say any more.
They looked at Ye Fan with eyes full of awe and admiration...
"Lawyer Zhou, this Zhong Kui will be placed in the bell tower and enshrined."
Ye Fan threw away the cinnabar pen in his hand, put his hands behind his back and said to Lawyer Zhou:
"No one can remove it without my order."
Zhong Kui's sword just now killed countless ghosts, and the resort was basically cleared of all evil and evil.
Even if there are still remnants of evil, they dare not come out to make trouble again.
As long as Zhong Kui is placed here, the resort will always be safe.
As for the life and death of Bao Qianyun and his group, Ye Fan didn't even bother to take a look.
"Don't worry, Mr. Ye, I will seal the rooftop immediately and enshrine Master Zhong Tianshi to prevent anyone from damaging it."
Lawyer Zhou said hurriedly and respectfully: "From now on, this bell tower will be changed into a pedestal for Master Zhong."
At this moment, he also respected Ye Fan as a god.
"Very well, thank you for your hard work."
Ye Fan waved his hand to Nangong Youyou: "Youyou, go home and eat chicken legs."
Nangong cheered faintly, and followed Ye Fan downstairs.
An hour later, Ye Fan took Nangong Youyou back to Tenglong Villa.
Almost as soon as Ye Fan appeared in the hall, Song Hongyan greeted him with a sweet smile.
"Husband, are you back?"
"I came back just in time. I just heated up the food for you. Hurry up to the dining room and eat it while it's hot."
She quickly took the coat from Ye Fan's hand and found a pair of slippers for Ye Fan.
Ye Fan smiled and touched the woman's face and said, "Thank you, madam, I'm hungry."
"I've been working hard all day, but I'm exhausted."
Ye Fan pitifully opened his arms to the woman: "Give her a hug."
Song Hongyan rolled her eyes at him: "Why are you acting like a child?"
Ye Fan blinked and said: "I work so hard outside, why should I be comforted by my wife?"
"Shit."
Nangong Youyou, who had changed her shoes, rolled her eyes and unceremoniously exposed Ye Fan:
"I pulled out the eighteen hairpins, smashed the billboards, and pierced Zhong Kui."
"It's obvious that I've been doing the work all day, so how come you've been doing the work all day?"
"You guided the country with both hands on your back from the beginning to the end."
"I won't even get rid of it even if I'm stuck in a paper figurine. I'm just trying to make a pretense of protecting my wife's hands."
"On the other hand, I, with my hands, have been piercing paper figures for more than ten years."
"Sister Hongyan, you have to make the decision for me. I am the poor person who has to be a bodyguard and stab Zhong Kui..."
Nangong Youyou threw herself pitifully into Song Hongyan's arms, and stretched out her chubby little hand for Song Hongyan to examine.
"Really? He's bullying my Youyou like this."
Song Hongyan hurriedly hugged Nangong Youyou: "I gave half of his food to Youyou."
Nangong Youyou nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."
After saying that, she ran away quickly and went to the dining room to wash her hands and eat.
Ye Fan shook his head helplessly: "This girl's movie."
Song Hongyan smiled: "Don't argue with her, go and eat quickly, or you will eat everything."
Ye Fan hugged the woman, then lowered his head and kissed her: "Then I will eat you."
I don’t know whether it’s because the relationship became clear after the engagement or because of emotions, but Ye Fan feels that no matter how much he loves this woman now, he can’t get enough.
He wished he could hold the woman in his arms all the time, and we would never be apart.
"Well, well, don't mess around. This is the hall. It will be embarrassing if your parents see it..."
Song Hongyan resisted symbolically for a few times, and then fell into Ye Fan's passionate kiss.
Almost at the same moment, several ajar doors upstairs suddenly closed, and the curtains on several doors and windows were drawn with a whoosh.
In the fleeting movements, the meaningful smiles of Song Wansan and Ye Tiandong were vaguely visible.
After almost three minutes, Ye Fan and Song Hongyan separated.
Song Hongyan glanced upstairs with a guilty conscience. She didn't notice her grandfather and the others watching, and her face became slightly less embarrassed.
But being smart, she quickly discovered that the doors and windows were closed, and she immediately figured out what had happened.
"Grandpa and the others saw it."
She pinched Ye Fan gently and complained: "How can I see them tomorrow?"
Song Hongyan still felt a little embarrassed, why couldn't she control it?
"Hahaha, it's okay. You'll see it when you see it. We are husband and wife anyway."
Ye Fan hugged Song Hongyan and walked to the dining room: "Don't worry about social death."
Song Hongyan groaned and pinched Ye Fan again...
"Clang, clang--"
Ye Fan was about to speak when he suddenly noticed a loud noise coming from the dining room.
When Nangong Youyou saw Ye Fan coming, he immediately threw away the bowl and chopsticks, licked his mouth, and crawled towards his bedroom.
During this process, she knocked over several shelves and chairs, but she still ran away regardless.
A moment later, I heard the bedroom door slamming shut, followed by several locks clicking.
Ye Fan was slightly stunned at first, then walked to the dining room to take a look.
He quickly shouted: "Nangong Youyou, come out here."
On the dinner table, the seven dishes and one soup had been swept away by Nangong Youyou.
A roasted squab was chewed until no head was left.
On the contrary, a turbot fish still has a skeleton left.
"Hiccup, you said it yourself, just eat Sister Hongyan."
Nangong Youyou's explanation came from the deep hall:
"I watched you eat for three minutes. You were 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, hiccup..."
"boom--"
As soon as she finished speaking, Nangong Youyou closed the window.
Ye Fan almost knocked on the door with a hammer.
"Okay, don't make trouble with the little girl. Who told you to be glib?"
Song Hongyan smiled and took Ye Fan's arm: "Let me cook you a bowl of noodles."
Ye Fan had no choice but to smile helplessly: "Okay..."
Before entering the kitchen, Song Hongyan thought of something: "Who do you think is responsible for these things at Tianya Resort?"
Ye Fan made a guess: "It's probably Tao Xiaotian."
"After all, at the Paradise Island auction, Bao Zhenhai sided with grandpa."
He changed the subject:
"But it doesn't matter. Regardless of whether it's Tao Xiaotian or not, that mystical master will be in trouble."
