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

Whose family's soul will be like a heavy pendant tied to it, even if it is a spell of seizing the house, it will not move at all?

I'm afraid this child has never lost his soul in this life?

Qi Yu grinned, she knew that Tang Simi never fought unprepared battles.

The thing that Tang Simi drew between her eyebrows is really a good thing, but it is not, Yayoi Tsuchimikado is stupid.

"What are you talking about, what are you taking?"

Seeing Qi Yu's rampant appearance, Tu Yumen was even more annoyed.

Yayoi Tsuchyumen's nose was almost crooked by her anger, Qi Yu was very happy, that was her life for nothing.

But in Tsuchimikado Yayoi's body, there is another Tsuchimikado Sara.

Sara Tsuchimikado, who saw his grandfather slumped and his body robbed, was as happy as the new year.

Tsuchimikado Yayoi still doesn't believe it anymore, this spell of seizing the house was taught to him by the old Taoist priest himself, all kinds of methods are mysterious and indescribable.

It is also a way for Tsuchimikado Yayoi to survive and escape in the world.

If there is no physical body to hide, he only exists. Once discovered by the enemy, it means that he is not far from death.

Yayoi Tuyumen didn't believe in evil, grabbed Qi Yu's shoulder, he drew a charm between Qi Yu's eyebrows again, and recited the spell again.

"With my weight, I take your lightness... Mmm!" Yayoi Tsuchimikado couldn't believe it, he looked at the sword that was shimmering with cold light, and it was being inserted into his chest at this moment.

Guts of blood flowed continuously from his chest.

Qi Yu sharply pulled out the sword in her hand, and she never thought about why Yayoi Tsuchimikado was so rampant?

He didn't even have the true qi or magic weapon to protect the body?

But... the sword in Qi Yu's hand is a real magic weapon passed down to her by the sect to this outstanding disciple who joined the Metaphysics Association.

She stabbed a hole in the chest with this sword.

Qi Yu couldn't help but shook his head: "It's hopeless."

Not only Tsuchimikado Yayoi is hopeless, but even the original owner of this body, Tsuchimikado Sara.

Both their grandparents and grandchildren were wiped out.

The White Dragon King at the side saw that the momentum was not going well, so he ran away.

But Qi Yu really couldn't free up a hand to kill him, and he ran away, which can only be described as a pity.

Tsuchimikado Yayoi couldn't believe it, why there is a soul that cannot be exchanged, he should ask the old Taoist priest clearly.

But that old Taoist priest died long ago because of him.

"The way for monks to reach the sky has been cut off." That's what he said at the time.

Whispering now, I can still think of the old Taoist leader's expression of despair at that time.

It was his words that killed the old Taoist priest, and also lost a chance to ask why he couldn't take Qi Yu away.

Qi Yu's mind is now full of what Tang Simi said at the time. The so-called onmyojis in Fusang are those who stole a little Taoism from Huaguo, learned dubiously, and came out to deceive.

Yayoi Tsuchimikado said the hype, but without the background, it is a decent skill, a decent magic weapon.

He was stabbed to death by the sword in Qi Yu's hand.

The sword in Qi Yu's hand is a magic weapon, which is equally lethal to the soul.

Tsuchimikado Yayoi breathed out the last breath in his life, "In the underworld, I also hid in Tibet, and I didn't dare to let the ghost messengers in Huaguo discover me. Some ghosts."

Recalling those days, his face inadvertently showed a kind of exhaustion.

As Yayoi Tsuchimikado said, two glowing objects were released from his hand. Qi Yu knew that these objects had no offensive power, and they looked like a mass of gentle spiritual power.

After releasing these two things, Yayoi Tsuchimikado's aura dimmed.

His shikigami also followed his steps, and fell to the ground wiltingly, turning into a piece of sand, blown everywhere by the wind.

Qi Yu didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, she searched for the souls around and hastily put them into the gourd she carried with her, only then did she dare to rest assured.

Now even if Tsuchiyamen's soul is severely injured, it is impossible to hide.

Qi Yu put away her sword, with disbelief still on her face.

She turned around excitedly, but found that the two bright spheres seemed to have their own consciousness, and they were heading in the direction where Tang Simi was.

Tang Simi naturally knew that Qi Yu was safe and sound, but Tang Simi was also puzzled by the two shiny spheres that Mao had rushed in, and then, one of the bright lights got into her palm.

"This is..." Tang Simi opened her palms. She was wondering, but the surrounding scene seemed to have changed.

On the old buildings, there are people wearing long gowns, and they are in a hurry.

Tang Simi felt that she seemed to be getting shorter.

Some shops on the street are very fashionable with glass.

Tang Simi leaned over to take a look, and saw that the person in the mirror was a little girl in a blue Taoist gown with a round hair.

That little girl was exactly what she looked like when she was twelve or thirteen years old.

To be honest, it was also what she looked like when she arrived in Beijing alone.

But obviously this is not the capital city, and the time is not right. According to Tang Si's calculations, it is almost 100 years.

As Tang Simi walked forward, she saw a group of men, all of whom were rude, carrying a small bridal sedan, staggering.

Passers-by called them bandits, and the woman in the sedan chair was snatched away by them.

Tang Simi's body seemed out of her control. When she realized it, she had beaten the bandit to the ground, and she had saved the people in the sedan chair.

The woman stepped out of the sedan chair, and she unbuttoned her hijab.

Tang Simi stepped back half a step.

"Am I so ugly? Can it scare you?" The woman complained, "But thank you for saving me."

"I'm the third eldest at home, everyone calls me Miss Yan San."

The woman said, looking at this thin little girl, she is dressed as a Daoist priest, and it is easy to help the world and help the poor, but she is only in her teens, she looks so good-looking, and in this world, She was lucky not to be trafficked by others.

Miss Yan San put away her desire to ask for help and asked the little girl to take her home.

It's just that Miss Yan San's fate with her doesn't stop there.

The bombing started, and the third lady fled out of the city with the refugees, and was almost insulted by a group of beggars, but it was Tang Simi who rescued her again.

These are exactly the same as what the third lady said to Tang Simi earlier.

Tang Simi didn't understand why?

It was also because in the ruined temple outside the city, I saw Tang Simi stretching out her helping hand, and I also saw the appearance of ordinary people, precarious under the flames of war.

Third Miss almost married a bandit because of her elder brother.

Now because of the disaster of the war, my brother got home safely, and the third lady began to negotiate terms with the family.

The family has money and food, and they have been saving it all the time, maybe they will attract unexpected guests, so it is better to give it up and get a good reputation.

Giving up food has the benefits of giving up food. On the first day Ms. Yan San opened the porridge shop, she noticed a couple among the people who came to drink porridge.

The couple were very different, they were dressed in rags, but they behaved dignifiedly and their movements were gentle.

Ms. Yan San looked at it for a while before noticing that the man was a designer whose clothes had become popular in Haicheng as soon as he made a move, and the woman was his celebrity gossip girlfriend.

Because of their relationship, the man was expelled from the family, and the woman's career plummeted.

I heard that some time ago, they relied on the charity of the Taoist priest on the Dapan Mountain outside the city to have a meal.