On our wedding night, my husband changed!

"Every world has its own rules. You don't belong to the human world, so naturally you should go back and forth wherever you go!"

"Besides, a family that relies on raising little ghosts as guardians can be called the number one Feng Shui family? Then your country's standards are too low, right?"

"The Tao has its own way, and now it's easy for me, Buddha, to break it? What's so impressive about it?"

"Today I will save you and let you know what mercy is!"

The one who spoke was the last of the twelve masters, the last one, and the youngest one, apparently in his forties. He also took the job this time.

Because they were invited from their own country, this was already an international business. The middle-aged monk was very proud, and he looked down on a few Qingfeng in his heart, let alone any aristocratic family here.

If these aristocratic families are very strong, why bother looking for them?

Moreover, a formation is over in two minutes, how dare you claim the first place?

After saying this, the middle-aged monk felt disdainful and continued to chant sutras with his senior brothers.

"Can you say that again?"

The Qingfeng people had already moved to the door secretly, thinking of delaying the time until the head of the family came, but when they heard such insults to the Feng family, the Qingfeng people's faces changed.

They all stood up and slowly appeared.

Breaking the barrier doesn't mean the others can win!

Qingfeng of the Feng family appeared, with the golden word "风" flashing across his forehead. He clenched his hands into fists, and blue-purple traces slowly appeared on his exposed skin, like lines like lightning.

And their faces were even more pale. They were not living people in the first place. Where did the color of flesh and blood come from? Normally they just hide, but now they don’t waste their spiritual power to hide, they all fight!

"Ah... ghost!"

……

Jiang's mother shouted first, and then ran back to the car with Jiang's father. The bodyguards were also human beings, and they were afraid of ghosts. But just as they were about to retreat, Jiang's father's voice came out, "Whoever dares to retreat will be killed." Fired, banned from employment for life! Masters deal with those ghosts, you rush in and bring them out!"

Seeing this, the bodyguards could only bite the bullet and continue to smash the door. They pretended not to see it, but their speed was faster. They just wanted to take the person out quickly and end it quickly!

No time wasted at all.

As for Jasmine, she didn't shout a word because she was already stunned...

She knew there was something guarding the formation, but she didn't know it looked like this!

You wouldn’t dare act like this in a horror movie, right?

Jasmine has endured too much at such a young age...

But the Qingfeng people didn't think so much. Didn't they say that they were lonely ghosts? Then let them see it!

Then there was a small battle. Why is it called a small battle? Because if there was only this one, such a team battle could be called a big battle.

It’s just that the later one was bigger and even more cruel. Compared with this one that didn’t hurt anyone, it was just water!

Qingfeng and others formed their own formations. On the one hand, they continued to resist the bodyguards from attacking the gate of Meizhuang, and on the other hand, they also started a battle with the twelve monks.

But one thing must be admitted. The combination of these twelve monks is really strong. The indestructible body is not as simple as it sounds. Qingfeng cannot feel pain when being beaten, but when the Buddhist scriptures are heard, it feels like a feeling from the bottom of my heart. The torture coming from inside.

"Can't you hold on anymore? What if I say it again?"

When the middle-aged monk saw a few Qingfeng start to hold their heads uncontrollably, they knew they couldn't stand it anymore. There was no need for them to do anything with each other. What they feared most was the Buddhist scriptures.