Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

After a while, Du Manzhi dispersed the apostles who were lining up.

Only she and Jingpo looked at each other across a square of 100 meters.

Jingpo always treated these tricks as a desperate struggle and waited obediently like a cat-and-mouse game.

When she stretched out her left palm, Jingpo suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

"You are ready."

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

After saying the cruel words, under the gaze of pairs of eyes, her palms were still white and there was no movement at all.

"Nothing was released..."

"There are no ghosts. Do you feel it?"

"No."

"She must have been unlucky. I met that boy last time and he said I looked scary. I almost opened my mouth to scold him. Fortunately, my eldest brother interrupted me in time... Oh!"

"Jingpo also had other disciples. I met them outside, and they were very good-tempered. As expected, the favored ones and the unfavored ones are different!"

The apostles were talking in the distance, sweating for this strange companion.

Jingpo snorted coldly: "You are trying to be mysterious. Since you didn't bring it with you, how dare you come to deceive me?"

Du Manzhi blinked: "Oh, it doesn't seem to be well-behaved right now. I'm afraid it will hurt Jingpo, so I want to let it go later."

Jingpo was already annoyed by her, but she underestimated her and broke her defense on the spot.

"Fart, I have been practicing under your Majesty's throne for many years, and have gained your Majesty's trust to take over the Purification Department. I have never made any mistakes. You, an apostle, dare to insult me!"

Du Manzhi laughed softly.

"You high-ranking people are really weird. You don't want people to tell the truth, and they always insult you this way and that way... Is there a possibility that if you hadn't taken the initiative to embarrass me, I wouldn't have wanted to talk to you at all?"

Jingpo's eyes widened angrily: "How outrageous!"

Du Manzhi stopped looking at her, raised her hand, and said softly: "You caught it."

Accompanied by a long and angry roar, a huge black object fell from the sky, like a five-finger mountain descending from the sky, pinning the unsuspecting Jingpo under the mountain!

Du Manzhi stood with his sword in hand, using the power of the dual rules of Futing Sword and Ghost Law to suppress the evil god.

No matter how much the Faceless Woman bared her teeth and claws, and the countless tentacles under her waist danced, she could only stay where she was, unable to take a step out.

Soon, sticky blood flowed to the outside along the tentacles.

Du Manzhi pretended to be surprised: "Where are Jingpo, where have you been? Are you playing hide-and-seek with a young man like me?"

One of the apostles said weakly: "Everyone, look at that blood...could it be that Jingpo...was crushed into meat patties?"

Du Manzhi retorted decisively:

"How is that possible? Jingpo has a high level of cultivation and high morals, how come she can't even deal with such an ordinary ghost? You can't look down on her strength, be careful of people jumping out to blame you for insulting her!"

A high-ranking apostle saw clearly the evil god who looked like a hill, and looked horrified: "Demigod! This is the demigod who caused trouble in front of the Qing Palace Gate before!"

As soon as these words came out, the memories of others were awakened.

"Yes, that's right, it's her!"

"She still had a human face at that time, and it was said that she looked exactly like the emperor's favorite concubine! How did it become like this?"

"You don't have to ask, you're going to get beaten! I met Fairy Ningyu leading a group of sisters out earlier. It was probably on the orders of the empress to catch this guy!"

One of the apostles asked: "Sister, for such a big thing as escorting the evil god, why didn't Fairy Ningyu come here in person... What do you call me sister?"

Even if others were polite to her, Du Manzhi would not disrespect others.

She politely said that her surname was Du and she was running errands for Fairy Ningyu.

Ningyu, the head of the female immortals, was either accompanying Nv Qing or doing chores outside the secret room, very busy.

This is a rare opportunity for me to go on a business trip. I want to have a tea party and watch the sunrise in the human world. This is normal. Who doesn't like fishing?

Another older apostle complimented: "Miss Du has gained the trust of Fairy Ningyu at such a young age. She is such a talented young person and must have a bright future."

Du Manzhi cupped his hands and said, "I accept my brother's good advice."

While talking, the evil god seemed to realize that he had become a part of someone else's play, and slapped his tentacles even more angrily.

Blood mist filled the air from under the tentacles.

I don’t know how miserable the Jingpo down there is now.

Xiao Wu really cried until he fell into coma this time. He was picked up by a beautiful middle-aged woman wearing Purification Department clothes and handed over to her subordinates.

The beautiful woman called herself the deputy manager. After asking what happened, she sighed: "The manager is confused."

"This girl just said that she was sent here by Fairy Ningyu?"

"Yes." Du Manzhi said.

The deputy head shook his head: "I don't think so."

Her eyes fell on Du Manzhi's waist.

The Futing Sword, which was wrapped in a special cloth, had no aura leaking out, and even Jingpo only thought it was an ordinary sword.

The evil god attracted everyone's attention, but no one thought about the container problem.

If someone discovers that the evil god was released from the ghost law space, they will probably think that the person in front of them is the mysterious mortal who has been at the forefront of the storm recently.

The deputy head looked at her for a moment, then suddenly bowed to her in public, with a gentle and friendly smile on his face.

"Since Miss Du is coming, why don't you send someone to tell her so that I can go and greet her? This misunderstanding is caused by our poor hospitality. I wonder if Miss Du would be willing to come in and have a cup of tea?"

A voice came out from the crowd: "Miss Du? Aren't you an ordinary apostle? How can you be treated with such courtesy?"

Du Manzhi understood the deputy director's thoughts in an instant.

——She deliberately lowered her profile and pointed out in public that she was not an ordinary apostle. This would arouse the strong curiosity of the apostles, and through their mouths, the cause and effect of this place would be spread throughout the Qing Palace!

I have been oppressed by Jingpo for a long time in the position of deputy. If I don’t explode in silence, I will become perverted in silence?

interesting.

Du Manzhi had no intention of intervening in the internal struggle of the Purification Department, but the incident started because of her. Jingpo was so malicious towards her that she might as well give it a push.

The fingers under the deputy steward's sleeves turned white, and his eyes were fixed on her expression. It wasn't until she showed a gentle smile that his heart returned to his stomach.

"Quickly, if you have some sense, go and prepare spiritual tea for Miss Du!"

The deputy manager smoothed his hair at the temples, adjusted his sleeves, and led Du Manzhi in with a bright smile, and suddenly looked outside embarrassedly.

"Miss Du, can you keep that thing for now so as not to hurt our boss?"

Du Manzhi raised her lips: "How could it be hurt? I dare not say this, otherwise Jingpo will blame me for humiliating her."

The deputy steward begged and bowed.

All details were seen by the apostles.

By tomorrow, there will probably be rumors about the Purification Department.

For example, how foolish the administrator is and how he unreasonably makes things difficult for the apostles;

And how loyal and quick-witted the deputy chief is, regardless of old grudges, he lowers himself to rescue the chief...

Du Manzhi pretended to refuse several times, and finally took the evil spirit back, thinking that life is like a play, and the play will be performed wherever the grass-stage team is set up.

No wonder the young female queen likes to stay at home and not come out. She has to accompany her to act while eating melons and movies. It’s tiring.