Chapter 119 Don’t Run…

Jia Luo fought for a while, then stopped, snorted coldly and said, "Humph, I won't regret it. Anyone who wants to know your dirty secrets will go to hell with you!"

Having said that, he threw out a talisman and trapped the woman in it.

After Jia Luo put the woman into the talisman paper, he held the talisman paper tightly in his hand, looked around, and after making sure that there was no one around, he used a spiritual power seal to reinforce the talisman paper to prevent the woman from escaping.

Then, she carefully put the talisman into her small bag.

"Hmph, you still want to threaten me? I'll break your legs!" Jia Luo said to himself.

After doing all this, she turned and walked towards the secret room.

After a careful inspection, I found that although the formation was slightly damaged by the woman, it was still stable.

Jia Luo breathed a sigh of relief and then repaired the formation.

After repairing the formation, Jia Luo took a short rest, then stood up and walked outside.

When she returned to the battle scene, she found that there were only a few puppets left, but the others were all injured to varying degrees, but they were still gritting their teeth and holding on.

"Brother, I'm back!"

Jia Luo shouted loudly and quickly joined the battle. The peach wood sword in his hand flashed and stabbed at the puppet in the front.

When Mo Shu saw Jialuo return safely, the worry in his eyes gradually faded: "Luoluo, how are you doing over there?"

"Don't worry, Senior Brother, it has been resolved."

With Jia Luo's joining, everyone's pressure was reduced a lot.

A moment later, the last puppet fell down under the combined attack of everyone and disappeared into a ball of black mist.

The crowd sat exhausted on the ground, gasping for breath, with the wounds on their bodies aching slightly, but their eyes revealed the joy of victory.

Jia Luo checked everyone's injuries, then took out a small porcelain bottle from her bag, poured out the medicine inside and distributed it to everyone.

After everyone took the medicine distributed by Jia Luo, they gradually felt a cool sensation at the wound and the pain was relieved a lot.

"It's finally over..." Mo Shu let out a long sigh and said with emotion.

Jia Luo sat beside her and said with a sigh, "What a pity that Lin Lan got away. I don't know who the black-clothed man who saved him is. He has already saved people from me twice. I'm so angry!"

Mo Shu sat down next to her, patted her head, and comforted her: "Lolo, don't be too angry. We will always have a chance to find them in the future. It's a blessing in disguise that everyone is safe this time."

Jia Luo nodded slightly, but there was still a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

"It's so exciting! I've never encountered such a scene before!" Shi Mo said excitedly.

Mo Shu rolled his eyes at Shi Mo and said, "Why are you so excited?"

Shi Mo scratched his head and chuckled, "It seems that everyone is fine and we won the fight. Luo Luo, those moves you made just now were really powerful, especially when you stabbed that bad woman with the peach wood sword. It was so cool!"

Jia Luo said unhappily: "What's the use of being handsome? She still ran away."

Mo Shu said, "Okay, everyone go back and check to see if the formation inside has been damaged."

Everyone agreed and dispersed, and Jialuo and others returned to Mo Shu's office.

As soon as he entered the office, Jia Luo collapsed on the sofa and muttered, "I'm so tired, Senior Brother, is there anything to eat?"

Mo Shu took out a large bag of snacks from the cabinet and handed it to her, saying softly, "Go wash your hands and eat something first. Senior Brother will treat you to a delicious meal later."

Seeing that Jialuo was too tired to move, Wen Zhi carried her to the sink and carefully washed her hands.

After washing, he picked up the towel and dried her, then said lovingly: "Okay, little lazy cat, go eat something to replenish your energy!"

Jia Luo smiled sweetly at him and said, "Thank you, little brother!"

Then he skipped back to the sofa, opened the snacks and stuffed them into his mouth, his cheeks bulging like a greedy little squirrel.

After eating for a while, Jialuo felt less hungry.

"Senior Brother, I caught the person who broke into the secret room." Jia Luo said vaguely while chewing snacks.

"Caught? Where is he?" Mo Shu asked anxiously.

Everyone looked at her.

"Here it is?" He patted the small bag containing talisman papers hanging around his waist, a hint of pride in his eyes.

Everyone looked at her actions with puzzled expressions.

"Soul?" Wen Zhi asked.

Jia Luo nodded and said with a smile: "Little Senior Brother, do you still know him?"

"I know him?" Wen Zhi asked back.

"Yes, it's the woman who possessed Sister Qingqing! Now I have thrown her into the talisman paper in the sea of ​​fire and swords to be tortured!" Jialuo said with a smile.

"We finally caught one, don't let him get so exhausted that he loses his soul!" Mo Shu said hurriedly.

Jia Luo patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, Senior Brother, I know what I'm doing. I just want to give her a taste of pain first, so that she knows we are not easy to mess with. And the talisman I used will only make her suffer, and it won't kill her for the time being."

Wen Zhi echoed, "But we have to hurry up and interrogate him, so as to avoid any more trouble."

Jia Luo nodded, jumped off the sofa, walked to the table beside him, took out the talisman paper and placed it on the table, then closed his eyes, made seals with his hands, and muttered something.

As a faint light flashed, the woman in the talisman paper let out painful wails. The sound echoed in the office, making people shudder.

"Tell me, why did you come to break into the special department? Why did you want to go to the secret room?" Jia Luo asked loudly.

The woman's voice was filled with resentment: "Humph, even if you kill me, I won't tell you!"

"Okay, I won't ask you any more. Just stay inside the talisman paper!" After saying that, he withdrew his spiritual power.

Then he threw the talisman back into his bag.

"You really don't want to ask anymore?" Mo Shu asked hesitantly.

Jia Luo smiled slyly: "Don't worry, Senior Brother, there is nothing in this talisman except torture. She won't stay in there for long, she will take the initiative to beg me to tell her!"

Jia Luo stood up, stretched his waist, yawned and said, "Brother, I want to go home. You can have the meal you owe me next time!"

Mo Shu smiled helplessly: "Okay, Luo Luo, go back and have a good rest."

Jia Luo responded and left the office with Wen Zhi and Wan Yan.

Not long after getting in the car, Jialuo fell asleep and Wen Zhi held her in his arms.

Wan Yan was sitting in the front row. He glanced through the rearview mirror and said softly, "This girl has really been exhausted these past few days."

Wen Zhi nodded slightly and said nothing.

The car drove slowly on the way home. After an unknown amount of time, Jia Luo seemed to dream about something in his sleep. His brows wrinkled slightly and he muttered, "Don't run..."