Taoist Live: Family members must believe in science

The old man took a trembling step forward, reaching out to touch Huang Xiyao's ghost.

But in the end he fell weakly, and tears slid down his wrinkled face.

Hearing the sound, the ghost trembled.

It seems that I can't believe everything in front of me, or I feel guilty.

"dad…"

Huang Xiyao's ghost murmured softly.

All of a sudden, the black smoke on the roof disappeared without a trace, leaving only a nearly transparent ghost looking at the old man with tears streaming down his face.

Seeing that the black smoke had all dissipated, Qu Qingfeng also dissipated the light from the mahogany sword, took a step back quietly, and stood side by side with the girl in front of the rooftop gate.

The torrential rain was still falling, washing away the anger and unwillingness, leaving only the broken and unbroken family affection.

"Ayao, I'm sorry, it's my father who is useless..."

The old man took two steps forward tremblingly, stretching out his hands to hug the ghost.

But his hands passed through the ghost and fell into the air.

The old man trembled/shaking his voice, letting his tears hit the ground, his eyes filled with distress and self-blame.

Seeing this scene, Huang Xiyao's ghost was heartbroken.

The appearance of her father reminded her of the years before she met Wu Quan.

At that time, the conditions at home had gradually improved, and my mother's illness finally got better.

The whole family was in that small home, playing and arguing and bickering.

At that time, Huang Xiyao naively thought that such days would last for a long time, until she was too old to walk, and when she recalled this past event, she could still smile.

But all of this was because of that man, who Huang Xiyao thought was a gift from heaven.

All ruined!

He threw all her dignity and happiness on the ground and trampled on her fiercely!
Destroyed, completely clean!

Huang Xiyao's ghost turned to look at the two men behind the rooftop gate, with anger rekindled in his eyes.

Those who have hurt her and her family will now pay ten times and a hundred times the price!

"Dad, you don't have to worry."

"In the future, no one will bother you and Xiaotian anymore."

The ghost turned back to look at his father, the corner of his mouth curled up, and said softly.

In an instant, the black smoke reappeared and charged at Lin Mang and Lin Mang at an extremely fast speed.

"Give me your gossip array."

Qu Qingfeng didn't turn his head back, and said to Lin Mang who was scared to death behind him.

Hearing this, Lin Mang quickly tore off the gossip mirror hanging on his chest, took it over and handed it to Qu Qingfeng.

After receiving the gossip mirror, Qu Qingfeng took out a piece of talisman paper and pasted it on it.

Her lips moved slightly, and she threw the gossip mirror directly above her head.

The talisman paper on the gossip mirror began to burn violently, and the gossip mirror also emitted a soft light.

The light enveloped Qu Qingfeng and the others, completely cutting off the black smoke and rain.

"Smelly Taoist priest, the same trick won't work if you use it twice."

The moment he saw that ray of light, Huang Xiyao's ghost smiled contemptuously.

Since he was able to break the stinky Taoist's formation just now, he can do the same now.

Today, they all have to stay here, no matter who comes.

Today they must pay the price!

The ghost imitated what it had done just now, making an extremely shrill howling sound.

The entire rooftop was immediately covered by that terrifying sound again, but the situation now is different from just now.

The moment Huang's father and son heard that voice, their minds went blank.

The mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood that appeared in Qu Qingfeng's mind before also appeared in their minds.

The pupils of the two of them shrank instantly, and the whites of their eyes became bigger and bigger.

Huang Xiyao's ghost, who had rushed out, didn't notice the slightest change in their father and son.

Still looking ferocious, he wanted to take the lives of Lin Mang and the two of them.

"Huang Xiyao, look behind you."

Qu Qingfeng said to Huang Xiyao while pinching the formula with his hands and chanting the mantra while trying to maintain the enchantment cast by the gossip mirror.

Hearing his words, Huang Xiyao just smiled contemptuously.

"Why, is Qian donkey at the end of his skills?"

"Even if you want to lie to me, you have to make up a decent reason."

After Huang Xiyao's ghost finished speaking, it stretched out its arms and fingers into claws.

Amidst the billowing black smoke, a giant black hand protruded out, aiming at the person behind Qu Qingfeng.

The black smoke and the light collided with each other, making a teeth-piercing friction sound.

Seeing this situation, Huang Xiyao's ghost snorted coldly, and stretched out another hand.

At the same time, the sound lingering on the entire rooftop seemed to become much louder.

Two tears of blood flowed from the corners of Huang Xiaotian's eyes, and his legs were trembling uncontrollably, apparently unable to hold on anymore.

The condition of the old man was even worse. He had already knelt down on the ground, his whole body trembling non-stop.

Under the old man's body, there was a small pool of bright red blood stains.

However, Huang Xiyao's ghost, who is bent on seeking revenge, seems to have completely forgotten the Huang family father and son behind him.

All he wanted was to take the lives of Lin Mang and Lin Mang behind the rooftop gate.

Under the internal and external attacks, Qu Qingfeng seemed to be thrown into the river to soak for a while, and his whole body was drenched with water.

"Huang Xiyao, have you already disregarded the lives of your brother and father for the sake of revenge?"

Under the attack of Huang Xiyao's ghost, Qu Qingfeng could no longer tell the difference, so he spoke again.

Standing beside the Taoist priest, Zhou Xiyue, who was burning with anxiety, shouted at Huang Xiyao's ghost with all her strength.

Hearing the girl's question, Huang Xiyao's ghost froze for a moment.

Afterwards, she turned her head to look in the direction of Huang's father and son, and found that although the two of them were trying their best to support them, it was obvious that they were almost unable to hold on.

Seeing this scene, Huang Xiyao quickly collected all the black smoke, and rushed to the old man's side with the fastest speed.

"Dad, Xiaotian, how are you doing?"

The ghost is very anxious at this time, but as a spirit body, it has been separated from them and cannot touch them at all.

I'm afraid that even this anxious cry, the Huang family father and son, who have lost much consciousness, may not be able to hear it.

Seeing Huang Xiyao's ghost, finally no longer obsessed with taking Lin Mang's life, Qu Qingfeng also dispersed the formation.

Dang bang.

As the formation dispersed, the gossip mirror hanging above Qu Qingfeng's head also fell to the ground.

The boy reached out to pick up the gossip mirror, but suddenly felt dizzy.

His figure swayed, and he was about to fall to the ground.

The girl who had been standing next to the Taoist priest discovered the situation of the Taoist priest, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to support the Taoist priest, and picked up the gossip mirror on the ground for the Taoist priest.

Perhaps it was several consecutive high-intensity battles that drained Qu Qingfeng's physical strength.

Now Qu Qingfeng felt very tired.

But things aren't quite over yet, and it's not time to rest.