The ancestor of the clown man excitedly discovered that he could assimilate that part of the evil spirit, snatch it away, and strengthen himself!
This is great!
So without saying anything, it decisively snatched away the evil spirits.
The painted-faced man and Xue Bingqing knew nothing about this.
However, the clown man had just heard the little ancestor's cry of alarm. He instantly became nervous and asked quickly: "Little ancestor? Are you okay? Did something happen?"
[It's okay... No, it's definitely okay. The little thing on her sign has betrayed you and was trying to attack you just now. I helped you block it.]
The clown was almost scared to death by it!
[What? The little cutie here actually rebelled? Then the rest... wouldn't they rebel too?]
The little ancestor thought for a while and said: [Well... it shouldn't be the case. It must be that this ugly woman did something to make it rebel.
Also, do you know how much I sacrificed to protect you? When we get back, you must offer me more offerings! Otherwise, I will leave you alone.
The painted-faced man's heart trembled when he heard this, and he couldn't help but suspect that this guy also wanted to rebel!
But how could he dare not agree?
If the little ancestor hadn't been willing to help him, he might have been killed by that thing!
Thinking of this, he became furious and looked at Xue Bingqing with dissatisfaction: "What on earth did you do to it? Why did it suddenly backfire?"
Xue Bingqing was so frightened that she almost vomited blood!
"Backlash?" She felt like she had died unjustly. "I didn't do anything. How could this happen? Master, you must help me!"
At the end of her speech, she looked at the man with the painted face pitifully. Unfortunately, his face was injured, and only his two eyeballs could be seen after he put on the mask. In addition, the lighting in the bar was already dim, and this place was in a corner, making it even darker.
She stared at the painted-faced man with eyes wide open, and instead of that pitiful and touching look, she looked a little terrified.
However, her deliberately pinched and delicate voice did have some effect.
It's a pity that the man she met today was a clown who only cared about money and not people.
The man with the painted face not only didn't believe her, but also looked disgusted. But his face was too painted, and the light was dim, so it was impossible to see his face clearly.
Even though Xue Bingqing was staring at him the whole time, she still couldn't see the expression on his face.
The man with the painted face looked unhappy.
He had just been threatened by his own little ancestor, and he would vomit blood when he returned later. It would be strange if he could be in a happy mood!
He couldn't handle that little ancestor, so could he not handle an old woman?
Although Xue Bingqing is good-looking, he has been out there at a young age and has already developed a keen eye. How can he not see that he is an old witch?
Damn, an old witch still has the nerve to pretend to be pitiful in front of him. Does he think he is the kind of animal that is so hungry that it will not even let go of a sow?
The clown said angrily, "Alright, what's the point of begging me now? Tell me first, what have you done recently that could actually cause this little cutie to backfire?"
Xue Bingqing tried hard to recall, but after thinking for a long time, she still couldn't find what was wrong!
"I really didn't do anything!"
What did she do? Didn’t she go to Yipinxian at noon today and secretly put that thing in the pot of green radish?
But that thing was given to her by the little cutie, so is it wrong for her to do that?
Xue Bingqing became more and more depressed the more she thought about it, but the painted-faced man became impatient: "Since you don't want to tell me, then you can go back and don't come to me again!"
Xue Bingqing became anxious instantly: "Wait, I remember!"
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