After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

"What do you mean, someone set up a feng shui bureau and took his life? Or a feng shui bureau for slaying dragons?"

After all, Zhang Huaizhen is a leader among the 34 generations of Longhushan disciples, and he quickly understood Tang Simi's words.

"Dragon slaying is always used on the body of the dragon. Where did it come from... the dragon..."

Zhang Huaizhen looked at Yan Hebai's facial features.

It is the face that can dominate the world.

That is, the face of the Son of Heaven.

It's just the shackles of the times, and his emperor's appearance will allow him to become the king of a field after he has cultivated deeply in a field.

But if you really ascend the throne and proclaim the emperor, and establish a feudal order, you don't need to hold out hope.

Zhang Huaizhen was shocked.

Is Tang Simi God's daughter? Yan Hebai is lucky, but how does Tang Simi manage to meet big bosses wherever she goes?

Tang Simi raised her head, and seemed to be able to see that day, behind her, black clouds were pressing down on the city, and the towering and majestic ancient gate of Hades rose from the ground.

The gate of the underworld opened, and there was a loud bang that shook Tang Simi's eardrums.

That day, she had just arrived in Haicheng, and Izumo said that all her luggage had been sent to the house where the benefactor she was going to heal sent her.

In front of Izumo, Tang Simi frowned and covered her ears.

It's still the same sentence, Da Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine.

God is used to leaving a glimmer of life behind.

That day was a summit of the Metaphysics Association.

All over Kyushu, the wind is surging and the clouds are turbulent.

Every little thing was like a preview, and all the bigwigs from the Metaphysics Association rushed to Haicheng one after another.

As the person in charge of the branch of the Haicheng Metaphysics Association, Izumo booked a hotel for them, and tried to recommend many people to see Yan Hebai.

But it all ended in disappointment.

The vulva door slowly opened, and Li Gui's roar was full of resentment.

Only bite and blood can appease their rage.

The priests who came to the meeting felt numb all over their blood.

Mu Qingzi held back his apprentice: "You are not good enough yet, just stay in the hotel."

Su Yun is Mu Qingzi's most beloved disciple, otherwise he would not have come to Haicheng to meet the world and brought him with him.

"Master, I will accompany you." Su Yun knelt down.

Mu Qingzi just waved his hand: "I'm not familiar with Haicheng, and I know few people. If I die here, someone will collect my body."

Master always talks about profound things, sometimes Su Yun is too clumsy to understand and learn.

Just like him now.

He didn't understand what the master said. Did the master mean that he would die?

The towering gate of the underworld is full of ghosts.

The majesty of the ghost gate over all living beings is like an ancient god looking down on the ant-like beings.

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In the car, Izumo slammed on the brakes.

"Ling Hua, Xiao Mi'er, you two get in the car and turn around. Ling Hua, you know the way, get on the highway and go straight!"

He wants to raise his body and rush to a hopeless disaster, even if it is just a delay.

Izumo said this with good intentions, and when he took out his mobile phone and was about to notify the state department to arrange evacuation, he heard a beautiful female voice behind him.

"Do more, fart less."

But Tang Simi looked at the back of Ling Ran going to die, and answered in a very unpleasant way.

It's just that these words are so incompatible with her elegant face.

But in the end it was Tang Simi who was late.

When she stepped on her feet, traveled thousands of miles, and came to the gate of ghosts.

There are already several Taoist priests covered in blood, and the ghost energy encroached on the cultivation luck of the Taoist priests, and gradually grew stronger.

The vagina, I don't know if it has been used for thousands of years, it is too old, and there are ghosts constantly emerging from the gap on it.

When Tang Simi came to Yufeng, she stood up, and someone scolded her as a witch.

"Hey, old Taoist priest, doesn't it hurt if you have a broken rib?" Tang Simi sneered.

The residences arranged by Izumo for the people in front of the Yin Gate are not too close. They can perform magic tricks, and there are not a few of them who can escape from the ground.

I really want to run, but I can run much faster than ordinary people relying on cars and planes.

But they didn't run away, and they all came to die.

Tang Simi cast a glance at Mu Qingzi, this person is the most annoying, with a silly apprentice.

There is also the Miao girl who released the natal Gu, she is very old, the last time Tang Simi spoke to stab her, she will slowly release a Gu, saying that her ears are not good, I hope Tang Simi will say it again once.

That incident made Tang Simi feel guilty for a long time.

It wasn't until later that Tang Simi heard that it was the old woman's tickling Gu.

But it's all innocuous little things, the old man really has bad ears.

The next day, the vulva closed.

Tang Simi came back from rebirth, checked with Tang Zhen in the hospital, and saw Mu Qingzi and his stupid apprentice, one by one, like sweeping mines, looking for any fish that slipped through the net in Haicheng.

At that time, Tang Simi suddenly had no regrets.

Yes, Tang Simi admitted.

Really hit the door of hell.

When she really used her life to save the common people, Tang Simi felt that the business was not a loss, but she regretted it a little.

Tang Simi felt relieved when she saw Mu Qingzi squatting under the green belt eating cold rice.

No one failed her.

Those pedantic priests said that she was a witch, but they wanted to raise their glasses to sacrifice to her.

She didn't let anyone down either.

God gave her talent, her master taught her art, Izumo cherished her, and Leng Xuelu loved her.

She rewarded them all with her life.

And it's been so long.

It was only then that Tang Simi came to a sudden realization that it seemed that everything arranged by destiny fit perfectly.

"On the first day I returned to Haicheng, I met you who was dying." Tang Simi pointed at Yan Hebai, as if the excitement in her eyes was visible to the naked eye when she solved the puzzle.

"Qingyuan is a century-old brand."

Tang Simi said something without thinking.

Yan Hebai is a frequent visitor to Qingyuan: "It is said that Qingyuan was decorated like that 100 years ago."

How could people 100 years ago count Yan Hebai, who was only 30 or [-] years old.

It can only be that 100 years ago, someone arranged a regular Fengshui bureau in Qingyuan.

It's just that Yan Hebai was born.

The luck on his body is naturally coveted.

To put it bluntly, Yan Hebai's luck naturally blessed him in everything going smoothly, without any disasters or difficulties.

Without careful planning, it would be difficult to hurt him.

So the person behind him first united with Yan Hebai's relatives.

Yan Hebai's relatives are in the same spirit as Yan Hebai, so they can naturally receive Yan Hebai's protection.

The relatives stole Yan Hebai's luck, and started to attack Yan Hebai better than outsiders. The name change was justified, and there was no need to worry about being backlashed by Yan Hebai's luck.

Yan Hebai's luck is decreasing day by day, and it is more convenient for those who are behind the scenes.

"I have a bold guess, and I want to verify it with Xie Qiye."

Tang Simi smiled slightly, her eyes were only far away.

It couldn't be a coincidence that the Yin Gate opened behind Yan Hebai's house.