Chapter 418: I have to get rid of her
At this moment, Jiang Sisi was filled with nothing but fear.
She really regretted it.
She shouldn't have made a contract with the devil.
She shouldn't have let her momentary greed blind her mind.
But is it too late to regret now?
What should she do to cancel the contract with the devil and get rid of this devil?
She didn't want her soul to be eaten by the devil. She regretted it, she really regretted it.
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"Master, I have found out everything. This girl named Jiang Ruan Ning is from Jiangcheng. When she was little, she lived with her grandmother in a very remote village. Later, her biological parents took her back home, that is, back to Jiangcheng."
"After that, she has been living in Jiangcheng."
"But now, she seems to have had a conflict with her family and has moved out. She recently started dating a boyfriend, Huo Chen, the head of the Huo family, and they seem to be living together."
A young man in a green Taoist robe reported the information he had investigated one by one.
Sitting on the rosewood chair in the middle of the room was an old Taoist wearing a purple Taoist robe and with silver hair.
The old Taoist looked very old, with a pale complexion and many wrinkles on his face.
The voice was full of vicissitudes: "So, she learned those mysterious arts on her own? No one taught her?"
The young disciple nodded and said respectfully, "Yes, I have asked the locals, and her grandmother is just an ordinary rural woman, and she doesn't know any mysterious arts."
"No one in the village where she lives knows these things."
"After she returned to Jiangcheng, she never came into contact with the mysterious arts."
The white-haired Taoist narrowed his eyes and suddenly sneered: "So, she is self-taught?"
"It's impossible for her to learn those mysterious arts on her own without someone teaching her."
The young disciple also looked puzzled: "But, I am sure that she has never been exposed to metaphysics before. I am also very curious about where she learned it from."
The white-haired Taoist said nothing more.
He looked down at his phone screen again.
The indifference and arrogance in the eyes and eyebrows of the young and beautiful girl are very similar to that man.
They even look exactly the same.
However, if that person were still alive, he would be more than two hundred years old by now.
No matter how powerful her cultivation is, she can't still look like a girl like she does now.
But if it wasn't for her...
Who else could it be...
Could it be her descendants?
If this girl is her descendant, then she must be eliminated.
Keeping it is always a big hidden danger.
A hint of viciousness flashed across the eyes of the white-haired old Taoist.
Back then, he almost died at the hands of that man's sword. If he hadn't happened to have an opportunity and made a deal with Yuyan, he would have been dead by now.
He would never let that happen a second time.
Regardless of whether this girl is her descendant or not, he cannot allow this future trouble to continue.
I would rather kill three thousand people by mistake than let one go.
"Book a flight for tomorrow. I'm going to Jiangcheng." The white-haired Taoist stood up and strode out. "It's time to visit my old friend and meet this Daoist Jiang."
If it were her descendants.
I guess the Taoism won’t be too bad.
He has never met any opponent in these years.
Being too invincible is also a kind of loneliness.
I hope that fellow Daoist Jiang can bring him a little surprise and not let him down too much.
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