The handsome men of the comics rushed over

The sound of pain attracted another one.

Yuan Jiao looked at the tall man walking slowly towards her and condensed a fireball in her hand and threw it at him as well, but the tough man was very agile.

Dodge instantly.

Yuan Jiao ran up quickly, but it was pitch black and she couldn't see anything clearly.

No matter how many fireballs he threw, none of them hit the target. Instead, it seemed like it was teasing her, and would always grab her fiercely when she wasn't paying attention.

Yuan Jiao gradually became irritated, but she remembered what her boss had said: she had to stay calm during such times.

Yuan Jiao took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Since she couldn't see with her eyes, she used her ears.

"Whoosh—"

"Whoosh-"

Yuan Jiao seemed to have slowly found his direction. He condensed a fireball in his hand and smashed it hard in one direction.

Along with the screams, the lights came on with a "click".

Yuan Jiao covered her eyes, but after she got used to it, when she opened her eyes, she saw a group of smiling faces standing in front of the switch.

"Master, there's black and white on your face!" Jinlian flew over quickly and looked at Yuanjiao's face with heartache.

"It's okay." Yuan Jiao waved her hand and looked at the person lying on the ground.

"Look, have the ghosts disappeared now?" Yuan Jiao asked Liu quickly.

Liu frowned as he saw the black mist slowly rising from them and gradually condensing into a shape.

"Oh no, it has now left the human body and is now condensing again." Liu's face was pale.

Yuan Jiao picked up the peach wood sword she had just thrown on the ground, picked up a small knife from the table, cut the palm of her hand, and the blood slowly flowed down, dripping onto the ground, and she picked up the blood flowers.

Yuan Jiao smeared the blood on her hand on the peach wood sword. The boss's man once told her that smearing blood on the peach wood sword would increase its power.

I have never tried it before, and now I have to prove whether he is a real Taoist priest.

If it is fake, I will tell the boss in my dream that he must be banished to the cold palace.

There was a sharp flash in his eyes, and his hair moved without wind. "Liu, tell me where he is now."

Liu reported a direction, and Yuan Jiao quickly stabbed over with the peach wood sword.

"ah---"

Deafening sounds came from all directions. As the sounds faded, Liu's eyes gradually lit up.

"Disappeared."

Yuan Jiao pulled out the peach wood sword, and Liu quickly reported another direction, doing the same thing. The sharp sound slowly disappeared.

Everyone gradually began to smile, but the next second, there was another scream.

"Yuan Jiao--"

Yuan Jiao ran down quickly, and the others followed.

What came into view was that all the people of the Ice Emperor were hung high up, their limbs unable to move, and the crystal on the ground had already shattered.

But in Liu's eyes, their limbs were covered with black mist, and a huge tongue gently passed across Xiangri's face, leaving behind trails of black mist, and then lingered.

Xiangri felt a chill on her cheeks and goosebumps all over her body. She collapsed instantly, "Why is it always me?"

The ghost seemed to see Yuan Jiao, but didn't care at all. As long as he absorbed the yang energy of these young men, he would become stronger, and no one in the world could stop him.

"Liu." Yuan Jiao's voice sounded faintly.

Liu instantly understood Yuan Jiao's meaning and reported the location of the ghost.

Yuan Jiao rushed forward instantly, stabbed it fiercely with the peach wood sword, and at the same time added her own flames.

The ghost looked down in surprise to see the peach wood sword that pierced through his body, and instantly collapsed and dissipated, "No - he clearly said that no one can penetrate my body -"

As the sound faded, the black mist on Atobe and the others dissipated and slowly fell from the front.

Everyone sat down feeling relieved and gasping for breath. It had been an exciting night.

Atobe stood up slowly and looked at the whole house as if he had been robbed and then set on fire.

"Jiro—" Oshitari suddenly remembered that Jiro was still lying on the ground, and hurried over.

But what he didn't expect was that he suddenly tripped while running. Fortunately, his body was flexible and he managed to keep his body steady so as not to fall flat on his face.

"Jinlian, restore this place to its original state." Yuan Jiao looked at Jinlian who was supporting her.

"Okay, master." Jinlian nodded and flew into the air.

Fingers crossed, a sacred fiery red lotus blossomed from Jinlian's hand, "Yeluoli magic, lotus heart moistened, restored to its original state."

The lotus flew out from Jinlian's hand, gradually turned into small golden lotuses, flew to the broken walls and people, and gradually returned to its original appearance.

Everyone watched as it was like a dream and was immersed in it.

"Master, I can't restore the black mark on your body." Jinlian looked at the black mark on Yuan Jiao's body and felt a little guilty.

Yuan Jiao looked at Jin Lian calmly and smiled, "It doesn't matter, it will disappear on its own after a while."

Oshitari checked and found that nothing was wrong with Jiro, except that there were a lot of black marks on his body.

"I hope everyone will keep it a secret and not let this matter spread out." Yuan Jiao's expression was fierce, as if she would take action next time if she didn't agree.

"Of course, I still know my limits." Atobe said proudly.

"Haven't we formed a united front a long time ago?" Yukimura tilted his head slightly and smiled, a very nice smile.

There seemed to be an invisible contest between the two ministers, and the teammates behind them stood behind their own ministers and strongly supported them.

"I know the marks on your bodies will arouse suspicion. You can tell your family, but I hope that no one will be told about Jin Lian's existence. It doesn't matter if you tell anyone. I will erase all his memories."

When Yuan Jiao saw the black marks on the people of Bingdi, she would definitely arouse suspicion from her family. She couldn't stay here forever, nor could she monitor them all the time.

It's just that I'm sorry to bother Uncle Chen, so I have to call him and tell him something.

The others shuddered and nodded quickly, mainly because they had never seen Yuan Jiao with such a serious expression. She was usually very gentle.

Normally gentle people can be quite scary when they get angry.

This was the only thought that everyone had.

Liu, who was walking behind, quietly picked up the peach wood sword that was stained with Yuan Jiao's blood, his eyes deep.

In the next few days, everyone in Bingdi was particularly unlucky, especially Xiangri and Yuanjiao.

Normally Xiangri would be picked up by his family's driver, but today he suddenly had the urge to go back by himself.

As a result, halfway through the journey, he fell into a well and his cell phone was out of battery. Finally, he was found and rescued by nearby workers.

From then on, Xiangri thought that he should just ride in the car obediently, but he didn't expect to encounter a drunk driver, and the car was only 0.1 centimeter away from hitting him.

From then on Xiangri stayed at home obediently and did not go anywhere, but bad luck still followed him closely.