Wen Qinglian was startled and subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop her, "Little sister, be careful!"
Wen Xi remained motionless, her lips curved into a smile, "Why? Do you like evil spirits so much? Well, then, I'll show you what a real evil spirit is!"
She snapped her fingers, and black mist floated out of the ancient copper coin.
The summoned evil spirit appeared in front of everyone and stood in front of Wen Xi. The ghost with blood coming out of all seven orifices raised a sinister smile, raised his hand and grabbed Taoist Lao Yu's neck, with both feet lifted off the air, and pinched him so hard that his face turned blue and purple.
“You, you, you…”
Taoist Lao Yu never dreamed that a terrifying evil ghost would suddenly appear and strangle him by the neck.
He was shocked and frightened, waving his hands around wildly. The feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, and he was so scared that he couldn't control himself.
Just when he thought he was about to die, Wen Xi shouted coldly, "Alright, let go, don't really kill him."
With just a few words, the evil ghost obediently threw Taoist Lao Yu to the ground.
Taoist priest Lao Yu's old bones were almost broken, and he wailed in pain.
When he came to his senses, he ignored the pain in his body and the fear of dying. He stared at the evil ghost Jiang Boya with shining eyes and pointed at him tremblingly.
Surprised, he said, "What a perfect evil spirit! You can actually summon evil spirits? Little girl, it turns out that you are just like me, we are all on the same side. If that's the case, why do you have to target me? We can join forces. Tell me quickly, how did you make this evil spirit? Teach me!"
Not to mention the people around, even the ghosts around, when they saw the appearance of the evil ghost, were scared and huddled in the corners and on the doors, for fear that the evil ghost would kill them if it was unhappy.
Sun Wenbin steeled himself and focused his camera on Wen Xi and the evil spirit, feeling both terrified and eager for attention. "I didn't expect this anchor could even control evil spirits. Could it be that she's the most devious? Did she create this evil spirit?"
The comments in the live broadcast room were flooded with comments.
[Wow, this is real! Is the host the mastermind behind this? Otherwise, how did this evil spirit come from? She can't have subdued it, right?]
[Are there so many evil spirits out there? This one looks incredibly powerful, capable of strangling people directly? If it goes out and does evil…]
[Could we have mistaken him for someone else? Is the black-hearted person actually the anchor?]
Some black fans have already started to lead the rhythm.
Wen Qinglian glanced at Sun Wenbin coldly and refuted, "You nonsense! Without my sister, these ghosts would have been refined into evil spirits. If my sister is a bad person, why would she save them? Why would she broadcast it live to the audience? She's not as stupid as you!"
Sun Wenbin's face flushed red and blue, but he still said unconvincedly, "Do you know what it means to know a person's face but not his heart?"
Wen Qinglian snorted, "Then you are sincere and sincere!"
Sun Wenbin, “…”
Why does he feel like this girl is scolding him!
Wen Xi flicked the dust off her clothes. With a glance, Jiang Boya moved a chair and placed it behind her, saying flatteringly, "Miss Wen, you must be tired. Come sit down for a while. Leave this kind of scum to me!"
Wen Xi sat down slowly like a proud princess, her eyes fixed on Taoist Lao Yu with disdain. "How dare you compare yourself to me? Refining evil spirits is a crooked way, and I don't need to do that!"
"Then how come there's a fierce ghost around you? And how can you make him obey you?"
Taoist Lao Yu didn't believe it. He looked at the evil ghost with envy. His fiery gaze made the evil ghost very uncomfortable, and he glared at him fiercely.
"You bastard, what are you looking at me with? When I was conquering the world, you didn't even know where you were hiding!
How dare you slander Miss Wen? Are you dying? Do you think I'm a demon that needs to be refined? This is a natural aura, don't you understand? Do you have any vision?
And it was me who begged and pleaded to follow Miss Wen. This is leadership qualities, and people like you will never experience it in your lifetime."
Li Gui was sarcastic and spoke to him rudely, and every word he said was a compliment to Wen Xi.
Are you kidding? His life is in Wen Xi's hands. How can others slander the boss he follows?
Taoist Old Yu's face changed drastically. He said in disbelief, "What? You mean, you were conquered by this little girl? How is that possible? She's so young, how could she have such strength?"
Sun Wenbin interjected, "This anchor said she's a Xuanling Master!"
Taoist Old Yu suddenly realized, "Master Xuanling, no wonder, you are even better at controlling spiritual energy than I am! You are so young, you will achieve great things in the future. Why don't you... little girl, accept me as your disciple!"
“…”
Not to mention Wen Xi, everyone looked at him in confusion and speechlessness.
What the hell is this?
You were scolding others just now, and now you are humbly asking to become my disciple?
"Don't you have a master? Who is your master?"
Wen Xi raised his eyelids slightly and asked calmly.
Taoist Old Yu's heartbeat quickened, and he vaguely remembered that he had a master. He couldn't help but smile awkwardly, "My master is the famous Master Zhong Yu, but he's almost passed away. It's not impossible for me to find another master for myself."
[Holy crap, what kind of a move is this? Wasn't Master Zhong Yu the abbot of the Xuanzhen Temple, the most popular Taoist temple in Changjing City? I remember that although he was a bit older, he still had a sage-like demeanor and looked like he could still live for a while. How come he passed away?]
How could this Master Zhong Yu accept such a crooked disciple? He's well-known, and besides the aristocratic Xuanmen families, his business is the best. Many celebrities in the entertainment industry like to go to him to seek marriage and children. Could he be a black hearted person?
Master Zhong Yu of Xuanzhen Temple had no idea that he was about to be criticized to death, and he was blowing his nose violently in the Taoist temple.
The evil spirit gasped, pointed at Taoist Lao Yu's nose and said, "Damn, this piece of shit is even less valuable than me!"
Taoist Lao Yu: Are you polite?
Wen Xi said contemptuously, "Am I crazy? Taking a treacherous scum like you as my apprentice? Do you think your life is not long enough? People like you are only fit to stay in the garbage station and be processed into fertilizer. Oh no, be used as fertilizer to pollute the place."
Taoist Old Yu's face flushed red as he cursed, "I'm willing to lower myself to become your disciple because I'm giving you face, you bitch..."
Bang!
The evil ghost didn't give him a chance to continue and slapped him twice.
"You stinking bitch..."
Bang bang bang!
“Slutty…”
Bang bang bang!
"Hmm..."
Bang bang bang!
The evil ghost was so excited while slapping Wen Xi in the face that his eyes sparkled and he felt so good. He finally understood why Wen Xi loved to spank him. It was so satisfying!
"Well, nothing to say."
Taoist Lao Yu’s face was swollen like a pig’s head, and tears streamed down his face as he cried uncontrollably.
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