The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 650
Zhao Wuming looked at the chopsticks in Li Changan's hand. In her eyes, they were no longer chopsticks, but a magic weapon that devoured her vitality, her youth and beauty.

How did Li Changan do it?Isn't he a Taoist disciple?Why did the descendant of Taixuanzong, a genius in the Taoist sect, learn such a strange and evil method now?
Zhao Wuming wanted to delay time, but Li Changan continued to stick out his chopsticks without hesitation.

Gray spots appeared on Zhao Wuming's body, and he looked several years older in an instant.

Her hair has lost its luster.

"I, I'll give you the antidote, those women who were poisoned on the gourmet island, don't you need an antidote?" Zhao Wuming yelled hoarsely.

Li Changan's eyes flashed: "I haven't asked for your antidote yet, but you offered to give it. Are you trying to hide something?"

His tone was serious: "Where did you hide Bingyue?"

Seeing that he was not fooled, Zhao Wuming couldn't help laughing miserably: "I won't say it, the disciples of the Demon Sect are not as shameless and degrading as your Dao Sect, I will not betray the Demon Sect."

Li Changan stretched out his chopsticks again.

The woman's skin already showed age spots, she looked extremely disgusting, and her skin was sagging, but Zhao Wuming kept smiling miserably: "You will never find Shen Bingyue, she will become a stranger you don't know at all soon gone."

Li Changan trembled, and the chopsticks directly pierced her eyes, the dry eyes sunken, and a stream of black blood flowed out.

Li Changan gritted his teeth: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Wuming's vitality quickly passed away, and her teeth began to fall out, but she let out an even more miserable laugh: "Because Shen Bingyue was taken away by 'he', as long as it is someone he takes a fancy to, even his soul will be betrayed. "

"Who is he!" Li Changan grabbed Zhao Wuming's old body and asked sharply.

Zhao Wuming's dark eyes continued to bleed, but she laughed triumphantly: "Who is he? Haven't you figured it out yet?"

Li Changan's heart flashed, and he couldn't help but be shocked: "Everything returns to one?"

Zhao Wuming's life has completely passed away, and his whole body is like a withered flower, with his head drooping powerlessly.

Li Changan dropped the rotting body, took a few steps back slowly, and then couldn't help but vomited.

His heart was in a mess, and then looking at the black lotus rune on his right hand, he couldn't help groaning, and vomited again.

What did you do?Why did you use such a wicked technique?
Even though he successfully absorbed Zhao Wuming's vitality, he didn't feel the slightest joy, but was extremely disgusted.

Has the black lotus magic pattern on his right hand affected his character?

After a long time, Li Chang'an stood up straight and found Zhao Wuming's clothes and two porcelain bottles hidden in the clothes under the coffin.

A bottle of black, a bottle of white, the black is the ingredient of dark cooking, the white is the antidote.

Shen Bingyue's face appeared in front of his eyes, and Li Chang'an didn't think it was a victory at all.

Wan Guiyi actually took Shen Bingyue away...

Li Changan, who has a deep understanding of the methods of the Demon Sect, knows very well that Shen Bingyue, whose family is ruined and whose mind is lost, must have no room to resist in front of a demon like Wan Guiyi.

What Zhao Wuming said is right, maybe the next time we meet again, Shen Bingyue will become a witch that she doesn't even recognize...

After a long silence in this catacomb, Li Changan slowly walked out.

Secretary Liu and a group of police officers who were waiting outside surrounded him, and Bai Ying and Ji Yeyue also looked nervous.

"What's the matter?" Secretary Liu asked loudly, throwing away the cigarette butt.

"The suspect has been executed!" Li Changan handed him the small black bottle: "Be careful, the ingredients inside are the evidence of the Gourmet Island tragedy, you can check the ingredients inside, it must be the same as the poison ingredients in Gourmet Island .”

"Who is the mastermind behind the scenes?" Secretary Liu asked again in surprise.

"Zhao Wuming, the heir of Tianmao Group..." Li Changan replied lazily, and then reached out to hold the arms of Bai Ying and Ji Yeyue.

The two women supported him, feeling that the man was weak and tired like never before.

"Let's get out of here, we got the antidote." Li Changan said softly, but a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

That was a real heartache. Shen Bingyue had already gotten farther and farther away from him. The next time we meet, I don't know how miserable it will be.

The two women helped him into the car, Li Changan sat there powerlessly, and Baiying hurriedly found a bottle of wine and handed it to him.

Li Changan drank it all in one breath, and said hoarsely, "Go, get out of here!"

The car sped away.

At daybreak, in the grocery market of Gushui Town on the outskirts of Jiangning, there was a flurry of noises, sellers and shoppers, in this early morning, the place was completely crowded.

All kinds of noisy sounds are like a symphony, but it is definitely an annoying symphony.

In the deepest part of the grocery market, there is a shop selling Mingchao wreaths and paper horse shrouds, which is quiet and quiet.

When Shen Bingyue woke up from drunkenness, what she saw were all kinds of shroud wreaths in front of her and behind her, and she broke out in a cold sweat.

There was a scent of ink and straw paper around me.

Shen Bingyue rubbed her head and stood up, and found herself lying on a small bed in this weird attic, and opposite, a man with long hair and shawl was leaning over his desk and writing.

On the white paper, the ink pen is swayed like wind and clouds.

After Shen Bingyue was hangover, she was still in a daze, but looking at the words, she was really flamboyant, as arrogant as if she wanted to tear open a white paper and fly out.

She rubbed her eyes, and when she looked again, there were two sentences: "The bright moon shines all over the world, and the breeze blows through the eternal sorrow!"

In this weird little attic, amidst the gloomy atmosphere of the wreaths and shrouds, it is really frightening to see such two majestic and incomparably heroic couplets.

Shen Bingyue saw that the man who was writing was wearing a delicate suit, in his thirties, but with long hair and shawls. She reached back and touched the pistol, loaded it, and pointed at the man: "Who the hell are you?"

The middle-aged man turned to look at her, the red mole under his left eye was very conspicuous, but he looked very elegant and had a refined demeanor.

"Miss Bingyue, you should put down your gun. This is a place for the dead. Do you want to kill me?" The man smiled.

Shen Bingyue became more and more frightened: "Where is this place? Why am I here?"

A blue light flashed in the man's eyes, and then it disappeared, but Shen Bingyue felt her whole body sore, and the pistol fell directly to the ground.

"This, what kind of evil method is this?" Shen Bingyue was stunned, and she lost her strength just by looking at it!

"You have been with Wuming, you should know that the people of the Demon Sect are never afraid of life and death." The man said lightly, "But I am the person who is most afraid of death in the world, so 600 years ago I was in the West Lake. After attaining Taoism, I felt that Taoism could not help me live longer, so I did not hesitate to switch to the magic school!" The man said leisurely: "My name is Wanguiyi, you must have heard of this name!"

(End of this chapter)