"A-choo!"
Not knowing who was talking behind his back, Xiao Yiju sneezed on the talisman.
Something unexpected happened.
The talisman suddenly combusted without fire, and soon turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared, leaving only a ball of paper ash.
Xiao Yiju felt instantly lighter, his brows relaxed, and his mood seemed much happier.
Xiao Yiju immediately understood that this must be because his luck had been taken away.
So, all you need is a sneeze?
Don't you need to lend a hand at all?
Also, I didn’t expect that the greedy, lazy and naughty little dumpling Tiaotiao is really a master of metaphysics!
at the same time.
In a distant room.
A graceful female Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged on a cushion and humming. Suddenly, she groaned and a stream of blood spurted out of her mouth uncontrollably.
She clutched her chest in confusion, "Who was it? Who broke my magic?"
Someone had broken her magic before and suffered backlash.
However, because the power of the hundreds of fortune-stealing arrays released was extremely small, the backlash was not strong. At most, it would cause chest tightness or palpitations for a short while.
I didn't expect the backlash this time would be so strong!
She just wanted to seize a little bit of luck, but the backlash was going to take her life!
Which colleague is so unethical?
Thinking that her luck had been taken away again, the female Taoist became panicked.
If the master's plan cannot be realized because his own Taoism is broken.
I’m afraid my life is in danger!
She made a hand gesture with her left hand and held it for a long time.
Then he pulled out a compass from his bosom, hummed and hawed it for a long time, stood up and shouted, "The capital of the Chinese race!"
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