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

Niu Dali was so impressed by her face. After all, she was the one who brought his dead mother and son back.

He subconsciously let go and said with a big tongue, "Master, aren't you sleeping at home?"

Niu Dali received a mission and went out of town, while Du Manzhi and Ding Cuiyun spent a month at home without being disturbed.

Now she had stayed up all night and was about to go home to catch up on some sleep, but the troublemaker dared to come to stir up trouble again!

unlucky!

Really down!

Du Manzhi stopped talking nonsense to him: "Just tell me! How do you want to make peace with her?"

Niu Dali: "I, I don't want to be divorced... I just want a wife."

Du Manzhi: "Whoever you want to be your wife, find it on your own merits! If she doesn't want to, why do you come over and force her over and over again?

"Why did you let your uncle occupy her father's house?

"Because of your poor care, you killed her seven-year-old son who she managed to raise?

"Or do you just kick her out after the funeral and let her fend for herself?

"Niu Dali, what a big face you have!"

She was angry, but she always retained her rationality and laid out the logical relationships one by one so that the onlookers could hear clearly.

Everyone in the mirage had been busy most of the night. Not long after they came back and put their pillows on their pillows, they were already annoying enough to be woken up by Niu Dali.

After Ding Cuiyun moved into this street, the stove became her little world. There were only two women in the house to eat, and they couldn't use so much water and food. She often made dumplings and gave them to the neighbors, which created some good relationships.

When outsiders come to provoke, the people in Mirage immediately put down their barriers and became united.

"Hey! It turns out it's that big fool who didn't recognize his wife after my mother died! You came to the boundary of our mirage, do you miss your mother again?"

"Although our Master Du Tian is young, we are not someone you can bully. Come on, don't pollute other people's front grounds!"

"It's a joke to talk about the deep love between husband and wife. They are not willing to go back with you at all. If a man does this, dogs will shake their heads when they see you!"

Niu Dali couldn't bear the humiliation and shouted angrily on the spot.

"What does it have to do with you! I really don't know, you are the only one who can do nothing but pretend to be a fool! If you dare to make noise again, be careful, I, Niu Dali, don't recognize anyone with my iron fists!"

He punched the wall!

Really, a fist as big as a casserole!

Pulling it out from the wall only scratches the skin a little, but the hole left in the wall can at least be filled with several pears!

The members of the Mirage who stayed in Kyoto were not very high in ranking. Du Manzhi had already seen clearly in the Yan Mansion that they could not show off their professional abilities and their bodies were as brittle as paper in front of the Iron Fist.

When they see how powerful they are, most people won't tease these two fools.

Du Manzhi stared at the hole in the wall, and suddenly came up with an idea that could solve the problem once and for all.

Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the Gu Master walking towards her. She glanced at Ding Cuiyun, meaning: Do you know each other?

Ding Cuiyun whispered: "I have never knocked on his door."

That was for him... Du Manzhi always had an inexplicable resistance to the Gu Master and didn't want to give him a chance to owe him a favor.

She said first: "Niu Dali, you are most proud of your strength, so I will compete with you!"

Niu Dali was confused: "What?"

"If you lose, come with me to the government office today, and I want to see you reconcile with my own eyes!

"You have to promise that from now on you will avoid the Ding sister. Wherever she appears, you Niu Dali will consciously withdraw from the two streets!"

Niu Dali: "..."

The Gu Master finally squeezed out of the crowd and said with concern in less than standard Mandarin: "Miss Du, how can such a beautiful girl do such a laborious thing? Let me compete for you!"

He held the voodoo jar on his waist, his clear brown pupils locked on Niu Dali, his posture was very relaxed, he curled his lips and commented: "It's just a savage bull who is not very smart."

Du Manzhi admired his expression and felt that he had seen him somewhere before.

An idea flashed. Isn't this Yun Xiao's usual expression? The look in his eyes is similar, and so is his provocative tone.

He is imitating Yun Xiao!

Niu Dali knew how to hold back in front of Du Manzhi, but he couldn't stand the provocation of others, so he immediately clenched his fists: "Just..."

"You are competing with me!" Du Manzhi took a talisman from the Small Universe Bag and adjusted it in his sleeve, revealing a white and slender little fist.

Niu Dali's eyes twitched, "This... let's forget it! I'm afraid that your arm will be broken, if Qiantui Master blames me."

Du Manzhi's eyes were extremely cold, and he imitated Yun Xiao's tone and stabbed him a few times, forcing Niu Dali to agree to what she had said before.

"Then you just keep an eye on it."

She walked through sections of outer walls, and everyone followed her step by step.

But she didn't choose any section, but chose the archway on the street - the Zhenlie Archway that stood here during the previous dynasty!

The family that was commended in the first place is no longer there, but the stone arch gate tower still stands in its original place.

Du Manzhi turned around and fell in love with it.

Without any intention of thinking, she slapped the outer wall with her palm.

Snapped!

The crisp sound made everyone's faces freeze with expectant expressions.

What replaced it was unspeakable embarrassment.

There was silence.

Ding Cuiyun ran over and grabbed her wrist, like a big sister protecting a calf. She didn't care about the result of the competition, she only cared about whether her sister was injured.

"My hands are red! Why are you angry with him? Let's go back to the house and apply medicine."

Du Manzhi chuckled.

One last glance at the unresponsive wall.

Then he let Ding Cuiyun pull her away.

Everyone in the mirage only thought she was thin-skinned and would leave in a hurry. They would not say anything to her in front of outsiders. They were just either disappointed or aggrieved, and each of them prepared to go home.

Niu Dali mustered up the courage to stop them.

"I won, Master! You can no longer interfere with our husband and wife's affairs in the future, I..."

He suddenly couldn't speak anymore.

A pair of ox eyes were as wide as a brass bell.

The continuous beeping sound attracted everyone's attention.

Starting from where Du Manzhi fell, the inside of the stone wall was buzzing and trembling, and the entire gate tower was crumbling!

The rubble fell to the ground unknowingly, and unfathomable cracks spread rapidly, and a line several fingers long was opened on the mud!

The crack seemed to be spiritual, stopping just under the wall where the cow had smashed it hard.

They continue to crack upward along the wall, connecting into one piece after another!

The fist mark that caused a great sense of oppression to everyone was quickly covered by the cracks.

The fist mark is still so big, but it has become very inconspicuous among the dense cracks of spider webs all over the wall.

Without a closer look, almost no one would know that there is a dent there.

Everyone in the mirage was extremely shocked, and those who reacted quickly cheered: "Okay! Okay!"

The others reacted, looked at her differently, and discussed with the people next to them:

Being so powerful, could it be that he was summoned by a god?

I didn’t see her opening an altar, so I asked God which god favored her so much. She really made people like them envious and ashamed!

The Gu Master's smile was a little distorted, and he clapped his hands and said, "Miss Du, divine power!"

Du Manzhi withdrew her hand from Ding Cuiyun's arms. Her spiritual power circulated rapidly, and her palm returned to a state as white as jade.

Light, delicate, seemingly soft and boneless hands.

The archway that had stood firm in the wind and rain for more than a hundred years collapsed inch by inch under her light palm.

now it's right! Du Manzhi thought, go to your Zhenlie Archway!

I just want a woman who has endured hardship to get divorced!

just wait.

Their good fortune is yet to come!

……

This time she blocked Niu Dali's way.

"Someone did win."

"But that person is not you."

Du Manzhi gave Ding Cuiyun an encouraging look.

The latter said with great momentum: "Niu Dali! Our fate as husband and wife has ended. If you still want to be a man of your word, come and make peace with me immediately!"

"Heli!"

"Heli!"

Everyone in the mirage responded with their faces glowing red.