Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

An Ziqi nodded quietly, got out of the car and entered the Chenghuang Temple with Han Mengxue.

Instead of entering the major halls in the front, he took Han Mengxue and walked towards the hall where the host was at the back.

Han Mengxue asked a little strangely, "Sister Ziqi, where are we going? Isn't the place of worship at the front?"

"Oh, I'm going to find the host master later, he knows a lot about this." An Ziqi replied casually.

Han Mengxue was in the midst of the pride that she was about to get Xiao Moli, thinking that she was afraid of being seen by others when she visited the temple, so she didn't care.

The two walked to the outside of the courtyard where the main hall was located, and the man in gray clothes blocked it again last time with a ugly expression.

This time, before An Ziqi could speak, he directly stretched out his hand and took out an iron rod from behind and waved it towards An Ziqi.

Han Mengxue followed behind, poked her lips ironically, stepped back two steps away from An Ziqi, waiting to see how she was beaten to death.

However, what she didn't expect was that the iron rod in that person's hand would have been stopped by An Ziqi in the future.

Turning his head in surprise, he saw the Xiao Chen who was following them and had been ignored by her before. He grabbed the iron rod like lightning and stepped forward. Before she could see his movements clearly, the man in gray was silent. Falling down without interest.

Her face changed involuntarily, but An Ziqi looked at her with a smile, "Scared you? When I came last time, I was blocked by someone and was not allowed to go in, so this time I made preparations in advance."

While speaking, Xiao Chen had silently dealt with the group of people emerging from the hall behind.

A group of people piled there like a hill without making a sound.

Han Mengxue pursed her lips and glanced at her. She knew about the last time An Ziqi was stopped.

She was watching from a distance at the time.

She didn't expect that An Ziqi would be so cruel, and directly let people be so cruel, completely subverting her previous impression of her.

With a cold snort in my heart, even if it is so, what about it?

Xiao Moli is already in her hands, and when she returns tonight, he belongs to her!

The reason why she came with her was to sacrifice An Ziqi's soul to Xuan Zhenzi.

She wants to return all the pain and torture she has endured before to An Ziqi.

She wants to watch her die better than life!

Just let this stupid woman be proud for a while.

Thinking viciously in his heart, but with a frightened expression on his face, he walked through the rockery barrier behind An Ziqi and walked in towards the hall inside.

Inside the main hall, the master host was sitting on the futon under the idol, his face haggard.

Standing next to him was a thin, sallow-faced man in dark clothes, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the ground in silence.

An Ziqi stepped forward and bowed slightly to salute the master host on the futon, "Master."

The master host looked at her, with a flash of worry in his eyes, "Sister An, you still go, I really can't help you."

An Ziqi smiled, then looked up at the man in black, "Xuan Zhenzi, the master can't help, you should be okay?"

Hearing this, Han Mengxue's face changed drastically behind him.

Before she could speak, An Ziqi turned her head again and sneered at her and said, "Han Mengxue, imitating me for so long by my side, have you learned? Have you fun?"