Spirit Walker Chapter 217

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Zhu Rong wore a floral dress with a brown coat over it. She was simple and fashionable, with a bit of dignity and elegance of a mature woman.

"Yo, isn't this Chi Yue'an's ex-wife, is this here to avenge her ex-husband, or do I want to thank us, Yuan Shi, for doing things for the sky and clearing the door for you?"

It was probably this woman's scorching and coveted gaze that stimulated Guan Ya, Lao Siji's words were thorny, and there was a needle hidden in the cotton with a smile.

Zhu Rong reluctantly looked away, turned to Guan Ya, and said lightly:

"Who are you"

Zhang Yuanqing said quickly, "She is my girlfriend."

Taking advantage of the situation, he hugged Guan Ya's small waist.

Guan Ya's body froze slightly, and he took his hand away calmly, snorting, like a girlfriend who was dissatisfied with being approached by the opposite sex.

Girlfriend... Zhu Rong looked at Guan Ya's delicate and beautiful melon face, and moved in her heart.

She has two hobbies, one is raising a face, and the other is hooking up with a married man, and then whipping and torturing the man in front of his wife, making her watch her beloved husband become her own licking dog.

Fallen husbands, wretched wives, beautiful loves polluted and destroyed. But Zhu Rong can get a huge pleasure from it.

This woman was born so beautiful, I don't know what kind of expression she would have when she saw Yuanshi Tianzun kneeling humbly at the feet of another woman, or working hard to cultivate on another solid woman.

It is not a pleasure to tear up the love of such a beautiful woman.

Zhu Rong smiled and said softly, "I'm very sorry about Chiyue'an, although he and I have long since divorced, but the Zhu family did support him behind his back, but I didn't expect that he would do this for his own selfish desires. kind of thing.

Hey, Zhang Yuanqing was a little surprised that this woman actually said human words. He thought that Zhu Rong was here to ask her about the guilt.

He looked at Zhu Rong a few times, and he didn't miss the beauty of the young woman at all. He looked in the direction of the ring, and said lightly:

"so"

No, as soon as I saw her, I remembered Mojun's training audio... Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart.

Just like seeing the teacher of the island country one day in reality, you will definitely think of her kneeling or lying down, or the picture of her knees pressing her shoulders.

Zhu Rong raised her eyebrows, her words just now contained the power of a musician, and no man could refuse her.

Unexpectedly, this Yuanshi Tianzun was not moved.

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Rong looked gentle, with a hint of coquettishness in her tone, said:

"As an apology, I want to invite you to a meal and expose the Chiyue'an incident."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing's face turned cold: "Instigating Chiyue'an to break the law, imprison innocent women, and forcibly sell silver, I want to expose it after a meal."

It's completely useless, my charm is completely useless... Zhu Rong's expression was slightly stiff, she silently put away the skills of the musician profession, and said lightly:

"You have to understand two things. First, Tongquelou has existed for ten years, and ten years ago, I hadn't married Chi Yue'an. Second, Chi Yue'an's actions have nothing to do with me.

"Since you don't give face, that's all."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Zhang Yuanqing watched her go away, her waist was full, and her long skirt was full of moon-like buttocks, which made her walk very attractive.

With such a plump and beautiful figure and a charming face, it is no wonder that the Demon Lord was reluctant to kill her in the first place.

"What on earth does she want to do?" Zhang Yuanqing asked the old Siji beside him.

The scout's sharp eyes should be able to see something.

Guan Ya said angrily, "she wants to sleep with you"

Zhang Yuanqing said unhappily, "I'll tell you the business again, don't drive all the time."

Guan Yaliu raised her eyebrows and sneered: "I'm telling the truth, this woman has a strong desire to conquer and mate with you, believe it or not, if you go to bed and do nothing, she will climb up on her own. verb: move."

"There is such a good thing." Zhang Yuanqing was surprised and delighted.

Guan Ya said with a "hehe" and said with a smile:

"Knowing that it's a good thing you still refused what method you used just now to resist the charm of a musician."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his face turned pale and his heart was as gray as death.

"What's wrong?" Guan Ya was puzzled.

"No, it's okay..." This topic was too heavy, Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to talk about it, and changed the topic:

"No one has imitated Fu Qingyang and controlled the rules and props"

Guan Ya answered in the affirmative:

"Of course there is, the Fu family, the White Tiger Soldiers, once set off an upsurge of specialized insight. Many members of the Fu family even began to practice slashing day after day. But no one has been able to succeed. After so many years, only the He **** entered the hall in the field of insight and was called Xiaoqingyang."

After a pause, Guan Ya said:

"My guess is that when the insight specialization is practiced to the extreme, all the responses that the opponent may exist will be seen by Fu Qingyang. At this time, he will end these responses in some way, and there is no way to avoid it. The rules are thus born."

"Is your speculation accurate?" Zhang Yuanqing doubted.

"Fu Qingyang also said so." Guan Ya snorted softly.

Zhang Yuanqing suddenly recognized Fu Qingyang's evaluation more deeply.

Guan Ya is indeed a rubbish, she obviously has a strong talent, but she is a salted fish.

After Zhu Rong left, she did not continue to watch the game and returned to reality.

She got up from the imperial concubine's couch, took off her coat, walked to the bookshelf, and gently pressed the switch disguised as a light switch.

The bottom of the bookshelf is a slide rail, which slides silently to one side after pressing the switch.

Behind the bookshelf is a dark room, lit only by two crystal lotus lamps, which are dimly lit.

In the dark room, there is a table covered with yellow silk. Two red candles are inserted into the candlestick on the table. Under the candlestick is a copper basin filled with glutinous rice, copper coins strung with red threads, and yellow paper amulets painted with cinnabar. Porcelain bowls with unknown liquids, incense, copper bells, octagonal mirrors, three ruby-clear leaves...

There is also a puppet the size of a palm.

This puppet has no facial features and is the roughest human figure.

Zhu Rong walked to the table where the yellow silk was laid and stared blankly at the table. The name of this table was "Evil Dharma Table", yes, it was a prop.

The props that the devil left her.

All items on the table are part of the props.

Zhu Rong raised her hand and gently caressed the edge of the table, the man's voice seemed to echo in her ears again

"One month is up, Miss Zhu, you made me very satisfied. According to the agreement, you can leave. Oh, by the way, before leaving, I will give you a prop."

"It's called the 'Evil Dharma Table'. It is a tool for witch and Gu Masters. It has the qualities of a saint, and has the function of cursing and reducing blessings. As the saying goes, a couple of one night and a hundred days of grace, this month, we have been married every day, this piece The props are like souvenirs for you."

"Besides, I have free time in the future, and I will come to Zhu's house to find you."

That parting was the farewell of Zhu Rong and the Demon Lord.

Later, last month, Zhu Rong heard that the Demon Lord God had died.

"Monarch, you died too early, how could you die so easily, you should have been killed by my own hands..." Zhu Rong muttered to herself, her eyes seemed sad but happy, resentful and resentful.

Unbelievable guy.

Zhu Rong took a deep breath, a morbid smile on her beautiful face.

"But it doesn't matter, I have found your replacement. I will make him suffer, let him sink into lust, let him lose his dignity, and let him never forget me..."

She picked up a leaf and threw it into the brass medicine jar. She picked up the medicine pestle in her jade hand and smashed it lightly.

Then, she picked up a small porcelain bowl, poured the black liquid in the bowl into the medicine jar, and continued to mash and stir.

After the black liquid and the leaf fragments were fully mixed, she spread out the yellow paper talisman, lifted the fine needle, dipped it in the "ink" in the medicine jar, and picked up the pen to write down four words:

Yuanshi Tianzun put down his fine hair, and Zhu Rong put the yellow paper talisman on the puppet. After a while, the puppet's face grew facial features, which looked like Zhang Yuanqing.

Zhu Rong picked up the copper coin sword on the side and pressed it lightly on the doll.

The slashing is complete.

From today onwards, Yuanshi Tianzun will be plagued with bad luck, to the point of choking his teeth when he drinks cold water, and three days later, he will die out of luck and die in an accident.

As long as you don't reach the Saint Realm, you can't be spared.

Moreover, slashing fortune does not directly drop damage, it is silent and will not be detected.

Those who have been recruited will only be surprised that their luck has suddenly turned bad. But Zhu Rong didn't plan to let the kid die, but made him suffer for two days before coming forward to threaten him.

She originally wanted to seduce and then coerce, so just now she deliberately invited Yuanshi Tianzun to dinner, but unexpectedly that kid ignored her charm.

Then there is nothing to say, just submit to him directly with magic, and then defile him.

The foreground objects in the eyes changed from blurry to clear, Zhang Yuanqing returned to reality and appeared in the bedroom.

The time is half past eleven.

He twisted open the bedroom door, and a strong smell of food rushed into his nostrils.

At the dining table is an aunt in cartoon pajamas, as well as grandparents.

When my grandmother saw him coming out, she reprimanded her face to face:

"What's the matter with locking the door these days, believe it or not, I removed the lock of your room.

"Grandma, I need private space..."

When Jiang Yuyi heard it, he haha ​​said, "Mom, go check his trash can."

The words fell, and the grandmother cut a scalp, and said angrily:

"The big girl's family, saying some unpleasant words all day long."

Jiang Yuyi covered his head, wrinkled his nose at the mother, turned his head and said to the approaching nephew:

"Yuanzi, auntie will take you shopping later." Jiang Yuyi took a break today, and the shopping desire that had been suppressed for a week was about to overflow, so he decided to take advantage of his wealthy nephew today. 2

"No, I have something to do this afternoon."

Zhang Yuanqing indifferently refused. He found Mr. Bill in the arena and made an appointment to meet in the afternoon to discuss a deal.

He only said it was selling a prop~www.mtlnovel.com~ but didn't say what it was, for fear that Mr. Bill would refuse on the spot.

He no longer thinks Zhu Rong is pretty, which is a very bad signal. "Why don't you go." The aunt twisted her waist a few times and said coquettishly.

"don't go"

Zhang Yuanqing was cold and ruthless again. Just after he finished speaking, he was walking towards the dining table when his soles suddenly slipped, he threw himself forward, his knees slammed on the floor, and he knelt in front of his aunt.

Jiang Yuyi's beautiful eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: One

"If you don't go, don't go, there's no need to kneel down and admit your mistake."

PS typo changed first and then corrected. sleep

Chapter end