Chapter 84: Breaking the formation, why don't we go find him and ask for another sum of money
Those red lights are very strange, and will make people's souls feel depressed, fearful, and trembling unconsciously, as if they will leave their bodies in the next second.
"What's the end? If there is to be an end, it will be this rubbish and ugly thing." Ming Zhuo quickly slapped a soul-fixing talisman on everyone.
Since the soul-refining formation appeared at the Xia family, she guessed that someone must have secretly tampered with this building.
Sure enough, it's here.
Ming Zhuo threw out the peach wood sword, and the man in black sneered disdainfully.
He saw that the most powerful thing on this woman was the Thunder Talisman, and now it is estimated that the talisman has been used up.
This peach wood sword is not a treasure, and it doesn't have enough spiritual energy. It can be used to chop the little ghosts, but can it break his formation?
However, his face soon changed slightly. Looking at the peach wood sword that grew in the air, he wondered if he was dazzled.
"Even if that's the case, don't even think about breaking the formation..."
The next second, the sense of crisis in his mind told him frantically, run away! The man in black changed his face slightly, and quickly summoned his ghost general, and a sword light chopped down.
The invisible sword energy was cold to the bone, and it was extremely sharp, which could eliminate all evil things in the world.
The monster blocking the man in black howled and dissipated inch by inch. This time it was really going to be reduced to ashes.
The man in black was also injured by the sword energy. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood in his chest was surging. This sword almost destroyed all his cultivation.
If he hadn't sensed the danger and tried his best to mobilize everything to save himself, he would probably be a corpse now.
The man in black couldn't help but look terrified: "Who are you?"
"I'm your father." Ming Zhuo stepped forward and kicked the man to the ground, then turned his head to look at the red light.
The man in black: "Even if you kill me, you can't escape the soul-refining formation of the Lord God!"
"Oh, really?" Ming Zhuo kicked the other person again, "I heard that you are a ghost messenger. Tell me about your ghost king."
The man in black immediately shut his mouth and said nothing.
Ming Zhuo: "Speak or not? Are you going to speak or not?"
The man in black finally couldn't stand it anymore after being asked and kicked. "You almost broke my ribs. Don't go too far!"
He looked miserable and wronged, as if he was an innocent victim of bullying.
Li Wenhe cleared his throat. There was nothing he could do. Ming Zhuo had such a bad temper.
"Well, boss, let's think about how to break the formation first."
Ming Zhuo sighed.
Li Wenhe's heart tightened, and he frowned and asked, "How troublesome is it? Is it difficult to solve?"
"No, you guys get out of the way." Ming Zhuo said, and suddenly kicked the railing with one foot. Two of the steel pipes broke and fell down the building with a snap.
Everyone: "..."
Those railings that the ghosts couldn't cut with all their might were broken by this man's kick?
It seemed that everyone realized at this moment how powerful Ming Zhuo's kick was.
He Wangyao couldn't help but cast a sympathetic look at the man in black on the ground. After being kicked so many times, he must be in pain now.
But he deserved it, who asked him to hurt people.
Ming Zhuo turned around and saw everyone's horrified faces. He thought for a while and explained, "I kicked the two that had been chopped. They were about to break..."
"We understand, we understand!" The others nodded repeatedly to show that they understood.
Ming Zhuo still felt that something was strange. After thinking about it, she took out the peach wood sword and then swung it again.
The invisible sword energy resounded and hit the red light shield, dissipating the red light inch by inch with overwhelming force.
The formation was broken.
The man in black looked at this scene in shock and anger, and this time he could no longer hold on, turned his head, and fainted.
——A
meteor streaked across the sky.
In the darkness, someone suddenly raised his head.
"The Three Swords of Taoism?" The man suddenly laughed. He hadn't seen anyone use this sword for many, many years.
I hope that person won't let himself down too much.
——Ming
Zhuo saw that the matter was resolved, and yawned, "It's too late, everyone go back to sleep."
Several other people: "..."
Boss, are you too calm? So many things have happened, how can people sleep!
Feng Zheng asked tentatively: "Well, boss, are you going back now?"
"Why not go back? Stay here and wait for these two to wake up, then kill you and turn you into powerful ghosts for fun?" Ming Zhuo asked curiously.
When she just appeared, she saw that these people still had a strong will to survive. They wouldn't want to commit suicide again, would they?
Psychological counseling would definitely not work for her, but it wouldn't prevent her from dissecting the essence of the matter for these people to see.
"If you are killed, the best case scenario is that you will be devoured by other ghosts, and the worst case scenario is that you will be turned into powerful ghosts and asked to kill people every day. Can you bear it?"
Li Jinsong shook his head desperately: "I don't want to!"
Lu Xiaofang also looked pale. She didn't want to become the terrifying monster just now.
Feng Zheng sighed: "It's better to live a miserable life than to die. I've figured it out. There is hope only when I'm alive."
Ming Zhuo thought for a moment, "Oh, that Bi'an Wuyou gave me 500,000 yuan to buy my life. Why don't we go to him and ask for another sum of money so that he can make up for your injured souls."
Several people looked at each other and said, "Let's just forget about it." "
Yes, yes, I'll ask for it for you."
A few minutes later, several people followed Ming Zhuo upstairs and were startled when they saw the person hanging on the railing.
"Oh, I'll give it to you, isn't it okay if I give it to you?!" Bi'an Wuyou screamed miserably. He was really afraid of this female devil.
Even the messenger of God was defeated by her, and the soul-refining formation couldn't do anything to her. What else could he do?
Compromise earlier and you can suffer less.
Ming Zhuo was very satisfied: "Wouldn't it be better if you were so honest earlier?"
When they left the dormitory building, everyone looked dazed.
Everyone got 100,000 yuan.
Lu Xiaofang looked at the balance on her phone for several times, but she still couldn't believe that she had such a huge sum of money.
She knew that this money was not enough to solve all her problems, but it gave her infinite courage to face the future. She
was a hardworking girl, and if she hadn't been dragged down by life, she would have lived a good life.
This money was her confidence.
He Wangyao shook his head a little embarrassedly, "I have money at home, I don't need this 100,000 yuan, why not give it to the three of you."
Feng Zheng was stunned for a moment, and shook his head firmly, "Little brother, you have worked so hard tonight, this money is what you deserve. We can't take it."
He is over 50 years old and deeply understands a truth, it is better to rely on a few than on others to help in emergencies.
100,000 yuan is enough for them to face life and the future with dignity. More than that would be really greedy.
After all, they really didn't help much, and they are unworthy of it.
Li Jinsong: "I have hands and feet, I can make money myself!"
Lu Xiaofang nodded slightly.
The three of them also discussed that they would meet regularly in the future and set up a group to cheer each other up and encourage themselves to overcome the obstacles in life.
Death cannot solve anything. It can also be used by people with ulterior motives to magnify negative emotions and become a walking corpse.
If that were the case, it would be too horrible. How tormented would the souls trapped inside be. Only
when people are alive can they have endless hope.