Chapter 179 The son is not his biological son, the master of metaphysics is a human trafficker



Chapter 179 The son is not his biological son, the master of metaphysics is a human trafficker

As the bodies fell one after another, the battle for survival finally ended.

The sun slowly rose and broke through the darkness, and sunlight gradually shone in through the broken window.

When the sun rose, it was all over and everyone collapsed on the ground, crying loudly.

There were also those who just stared at the sky without saying a word. There were dozens of people but now there are less than ten left. If it weren't for Meng Fuling, they would have all died on the island.

Suddenly, Meng Fuling felt dizzy and fell backwards, feeling that all her strength was exhausted.

"Xiaoling!" Eighteen's voice echoed in his ears, and he gradually lost consciousness.

My body felt a little cold at first, but gradually began to warm up.

I didn't know how long I slept. I slowly opened my eyes and found myself lying in a comfortable bed.

The chubby little boy next to him said, "Awake? Xiaoling, you can sleep a lot! You slept all day."

He dragged his chin helplessly and said in a baby voice: "I reminded you not to use the Equality of All Beings. You used up all your spiritual power and passed out."

It was expected that Meng Fuling would use up all her spiritual power after driving away more than four hundred evil spirits in one breath.

Sitting up from the bed, she suddenly realized something was wrong with the room: "Is this home?"

"This is on the plane!" Eighteen pointed to the door: "It's Qin Muchen's private plane."

After fainting, Meng Fuling lost consciousness, and Qin Muchen arrived at the island not long after.

Seeing that she was still in a coma, everyone sent her away and took her to a private plane. At that time, they were flying from the island to Kyoto.

"Don't worry, the souls of those evil spirits have been purified. After the holiday is over in two days, we will have Lao Hu and the others come and clean them up."

Eighteen knew she was worried: "Qin Muchen has been by my side the whole time, never leaving."

"I just got a call and left. Although I don't approve of you two being together, this guy is pretty good."

"You're overthinking it. Humans and ghosts have different paths!" Meng Fuling responded calmly, "I haven't lived these past three hundred years in vain."

"Hehehe!" Eighteen narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "Really? Aren't there many people who have different paths but are together as ghosts?"

"It's just that nothing turned out well in the end, just know it in your heart!"

He was reminding Meng Fuling not to be tempted, because after all, she still had to go back after completing her mission on earth.

For some reason, she felt a little reluctant.

When I opened the door of the room, I saw that the cabin looked like a luxurious living room of an airplane.

The TV and exquisite sofas were just like in a hotel, and seven or eight bodyguards stood around motionless.

Seeing Meng Fuling coming over, no one moved.

The tall figure had his back to her, and Qin Muchen was having a video conference on the computer.

"The overseas project has been negotiated. Tell the planning department to come up with a plan immediately."

"I will go to the Kyoto Auction in person. After all, it's prime land worth over a billion."

“…”

It seemed that he was in a meeting with shareholders. Meng Fuling didn't want to disturb him, so she turned around and prepared to leave.

His physical and spiritual strength had not yet fully recovered, and he felt dizzy again.

As expected, her body needed a good rest now. She tilted her body and fell to the side.

The next second, he fell into a warm embrace, and a deep voice came: "Are you okay?"

She opened her eyes and saw clearly that it was Qin Muchen.

"Are you still feeling dizzy?" He looked at her face nervously: "Why don't you rest for a while."

"I'm fine, I just need to recover my spiritual energy." She shook her head to indicate that she was fine.

Qin Muchen picked her up like a princess and said, "Don't be so stubborn. Eighteen told me everything."

"Using up all your spiritual power is also very dangerous. Those people are not worth saving at all."

"You, put me down!" Meng Fuling's face flushed, and a trace of panic arose in her heart.

"Don't move!" Qin Muchen said in a domineering voice, "Aren't you afraid that I'll worry?"

His deep brown eyes were like the surging sea, making one's heart beat faster.

"I'm really fine!" Meng Fuling put her hand on his chest and could feel his body was so hot.

The faint sandalwood scent on him made her heart beat faster and she quickly looked away.

Looking at his sexy thin lips, Meng Fuling touched her chest, thinking she was sick.

"Be obedient, I'll take you to your room to rest!" Qin Muchen coaxed her softly, but had no intention of putting her down.

The shareholders who were watching the video nearby were silent, each of them staring in amazement with a dull expression.

In the end, was it still Qin Muchen, the president of their Qin Group? That aloof and arrogant Buddhist?

Although I knew that Qin Muchen and Meng Fuling were an engaged couple, I didn't expect their relationship to be so good.

Seeing that his wife didn't care about attending the company's video conference, he just carried her in his arms like a princess and went to the room.

It was said that Buddhists in the capital did not like women, but it turned out that they were all rumors.

Could they possibly be viewing such an embarrassing scene? The meeting was in chaos, and Assistant Acheng's face changed.

"Third Master, no, Chairman." He quickly reminded: "We are still in a video conference!"

Qin Muchen frowned and turned around to turn off the video conference.

Everyone looked at the black screen in confusion, and the shareholders looked at each other and didn't dare to speak.

The Buddhist disciple in the imperial capital has fallen into the mortal world. It seems that the Qin Group will soon welcome a charlatan young lady.

Qin Muchen ignored everyone's gazes and carried her back to the room, gently placing her on the bed.

He held her as if she were a treasure, and even covered her with a blanket and coaxed her: "Be good, have a good rest first, I'll call you when we get to Kyoto."

Meng Fuling swallowed and looked at his face so close to her. She was inexplicably obedient: "Okay, got it!"

Qin Muchen smiled gently, then turned and left the room.

Eighteen looked at it and shook his head: "Ah! The world of mortals is all caused by oneself, and deep love without regret is like a swaying beast. Buddha said not to enter the world of mortals, but he has already stepped into the world of mortals."

The plane didn't arrive in the capital until the afternoon. As soon as I got off the plane, I heard the shrill sound of sirens coming from outside.

"Woo-woo-woo!" Several police cars pulled up with their red lights flashing.

Meng Fuling looked at the police, frowned slightly and looked at Qin Muchen.

Qin Muchen shook his head: "It wasn't me. I ordered Wu Peipei and the others to take a boat back to Kyoto."

With so many people dying on the island, the police naturally need to investigate the case.

When the car door opened, I saw a man and a woman running towards me in a hurry.

"Son!" The woman in front rushed over crying as soon as she saw Shi Ba: "Meng Meng, where have you been?"

"Mom has been looking for you everywhere these days. You're driving us crazy."

"Mom?" Meng Fuling and Qin Muchen looked at the woman, and then they remembered that the Eighteenth Prince had used the child's body.

It turns out that the child's name is Mengmeng. She has been missing for almost a week and the family has become extremely worried.

The woman hugged Eighteen and cried hard, but Eighteen pushed her face away with a look of resistance: "Don't touch me."

"Son, don't you recognize your father and mother?" The man said anxiously, "Look carefully, we are your parents."

"Is it you?" The man looked at Meng Fuling angrily: "You kidnapped my son."

The man pointed at Meng Fu and angrily shouted, "You liar, give my son back to me."

As we were talking, a lot of cars drove up from a distance, all of them were TV station interview cars.

More than a dozen paparazzi and reporters got out of the car and rushed towards Meng Fuling.

The flash lights kept flashing and the paparazzi were taking pictures of her frantically.

"The human trafficker Meng Fuling stole other people's children and passed them off as her own."

What happened? Meng Fuling just returned to Kyoto and became a human trafficker who stole children.

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