I can't stand it!

The more I think about it, the angrier I get; the more I think about it, the less I can stand it!

Today, the most frustrated people were not Bai Qiling, but the disciples of the Bai family.

"Once we can get out of here, I definitely won't let that guy get away with it!"

Some people were angrily cursing, but it was really just cursing.

Some people even posted online in an attempt to salvage their family's reputation and public opinion:

They're just taking advantage of the fact that our Bai family is currently in trouble to show off their power.

Immediately someone replied:

What's going on with the Bai family? Oh, rectification? Why the rectification?

Freedom of speech on the internet has led to various unorthodox online characters using sarcastic and sarcastic techniques, which has further provoked the Bai family members, especially Fengling.

It wasn't to help the wind chimes, it was just because I had nothing else to do.

That night, the Bai family members were very active online.

Back in the capital that evening, the Four Wings were about to take their family's monsters back with them.

The wind chime said:

"Why are you going back so early? There are still nightclubs here!"

Red Wing frowned upon hearing this:

"Are you going to come to the capital again?"

"certainly."

The nighttime parade is the real spectacle of a hundred demons.

"Come with me."

Wind Chime led a group of monsters to Little South Street.

"Young Master!"

The drunken corpse, who had been picking his toes, saw the wind chime and quickly stood up, running over with a smile.

"Did you bring me any wine, young master?"

The wind chime smiled upon hearing this:

"Of course!"

Fengling smiled and took out two jars of wine.

Wuhu!

The corpse, entangled in wine, suddenly showed a look of joy:

"Thank you, young master!"

Actually, these two jars of wine were brought back from the Lei family before.

Fengling didn't give him all 20,000 jars of wine at once, but rather little by little, enough for Fengling to squeeze out toothpaste for a while.

He glanced at the spirit masters who were helping and called out:

"Come with me!"

The corpses, entangled in wine, stayed there all day, so no one tried to escape, nor did they want to.

After all, Ruo Qingyan was still in Feng Ling's hand, being led by him.

Lei Jingyun and Lei Yan are still in the other world; for them to run away would be a betrayal.

"Young Master, where are you going?"

"I'll take some people for a stroll around Beijing tonight."

"Wind Chime said with a smile."

"Oh? The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons?"

The corpse wrapped in wine raised an eyebrow, though his eyebrows were covered by the cloth binding his body.

Of course he'd go with Fengling; how could he be left out of something like this?

Then Fengling went to call Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao was super happy; this used to be her favorite activity.

Blood Princess, of course, would not let go of this opportunity to stay by the young master's side.

After they gathered everything together, the Ruo family and the spiritual masters in the capital began to realize that something was wrong.

What is this wind chime trying to do?

After disgusting the Bai family during the day, are they going to disgust the Ruo family at night too?

That's what they originally thought.

but...

The slogan for the wind chimes remains unchanged.

He cursed Bai Qiling the whole way!

When someone curses Bai Qiling on the Ruo family's territory, the fact that Feng Ling is causing a horde of ghosts to roam the Ruo family's lands becomes less important.

Moreover, while there were indeed a hundred ghosts behind Feng Ling, there were also more than six hundred spirit masters from the Lei and Ruo families!

It's called a parade of a hundred ghosts, but it's more like a patrol led by spirit masters. A parade of a hundred spirits?

In short, the atmosphere changed drastically after arriving in the capital.

On the streets of the capital, people could not see the monster, but they could see hundreds of people following behind the wind chime.

They were so frightened that they quickly made way for them, staring at them in fear.

Anyone who didn't know better would think they were some kind of criminal gang. Feng Ling walked in front, like a big brother.

"Whose young master is this? Such a grand entrance!"

"What are they going to do? Are they going to fight?"

Just then, a Lamborghini supercar drove up from the front; it was clearly a genuine second-generation rich kid from Beijing.

But seeing the wind chimes in this state, he didn't dare to do anything reckless and quickly pulled over to the side of the road.

I took out my phone, snapped a photo, and posted it to my WeChat Moments:

"Brothers, look who's this? So arrogant!"

The young masters and ladies of Beijing's wealthy circles started discussing it upon seeing this.

"Who is this woman? Which internet celebrity? She's pretty!"

It was naturally said that Ruo Qingyan was the one who spoke.

"This makeup is way too much. I wonder what she'll look like without it."

Some commented that it was clearly out of jealousy.

But in fact, Ruo Qingyan wasn't wearing any makeup at all.

As they passed a food stall, Jiu Chanshi's eyes lit up:

"liquor!"

Turning my head, I saw a table of people drinking.

So he dashed over and brazenly robbed them!

All people could see was the liquor flying out of the freezer and then disappearing.

The people around them were completely bewildered.

What did they just see?

The Ruo family spiritual master who was responsible for following them had no choice but to use a group memory erasure technique to erase their memories.

At the same time, call out to stop the wind chimes:

"Hey, you took the drinks and aren't going to pay?"

"Huh? I didn't bring any alcohol."

"Your men!"

He glanced at the wine-wrapped corpse, who looked at him with a puzzled expression and asked:

"I didn't take it, I robbed it, why should I pay you?"

Justified and confident!

...

That spiritualist was speechless.

At this moment, Ruo Qingyan said calmly:

"You go pay first, and then ask your family for reimbursement later."

The spirit master nodded upon hearing this:

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Even the corpse wrapped in wine was quite sensible, a smile playing on its lips:

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