Mu Zichen's eyes froze slightly, and he said coldly: "I don't know what you are talking about. I didn't frame you."
"Wang Fugui, look carefully! This idiot Heavenly Master only came to officiate your wedding just to get your jade ring. Do you really think you have the nerve to invite Mu Zichen from a family of cultivators?"
"Wang Lingling, from this moment on, I am completely severing all ties with you. The child in your belly has nothing to do with me anymore. Even if you give birth to it in the future, I will never recognize it."
He turned around, pulled Zhang Sanmiao away, and said expressionlessly, "Let's not watch the revenge scene that follows."
"Son...how do you know that this Taoist priest cast a spell on you?" Zhang Sanmiao asked puzzledly.
Zhang Minjun looked into those cold, ethereal purple eyes and warned them coldly, "Dad, return that 'kitchen knife' to Tuqiang's friends as soon as possible, or our Zhang family will not be in danger of a bloody disaster."
Zhang Tuqiang, who had remained silent throughout the entire conversation, finally spoke up and advised, "Yes, Second Uncle, Director Su also said that if we continue to keep the kitchen knife at home, we will be in big trouble sooner or later! She is a master recommended by Master He Tianshi of Quanqing Temple!"
"But..." Zhang Sanmiao was still hesitating.
"Stop it! Don't have any more evil thoughts. That's not some precious treasure, it's a deadly weapon with extremely strong evil energy! If you still want your son to get married and have children in the future, go back and get the thing out immediately!"
Seeing his son's serious face and tone of voice that showed no room for negotiation, Zhang Sanmiao sighed and said, "Alright..." Since it was the murder weapon that had killed someone, he didn't dare to keep it.
Before leaving, there was a hint of respect in his eyes as he looked at Su Yao.
As soon as Zhang and his son left, Zhang Tuqiang followed immediately.
Ye Lengleng stood in the corner. After watching the show for a long time, he left with his male bodyguard.
"Dad, let's go home too and let He Wumei get revenge." Wang Lingling felt cold all over and her eyes were red. She pulled Wang Fugui away forcefully and didn't want to look at Jia Qian again.
Now, she has learned her lesson and secretly cursed herself for having high aspirations but a fragile life...but fortunately, she was able to save her life.
Shortly after Su Yao and the others left, Jia Qian's shrill screams resounded throughout the village.
Every household stayed indoors, knowing that it was the wronged spirits that were seeking revenge.
Mu Zichen drove away from the village with Bai Lingxi, but he still didn't get the jade ring.
Ye Lengleng, who left the Zhang family, also left.
As soon as she got into the BMW, she made a phone call: "Mr. Li, the item hasn't arrived yet."
"What's the reason?"
"Su Yao."
The man chuckled on the phone: "Such magical powers... I really want to meet her."
…
Su Ziyu went upstairs from the entrance of the B&B, arrived at the restaurant on the second floor, and sat down at a seat by the window.
Fu Bao asked with a smile: "What did Bai Cha Bitch say to you before she left?"
"Nothing, just telling me not to feel pressured. If I can't get that piece of black iron, then forget it." Su Ziyu said indifferently.
Bai Ze: "Zhang Minjun has already handed the fragment of divine consciousness to its master. Bai Lingxi dares not snatch it away. She can only leave a good impression on you so that she can find an opportunity to use you in the future."
"I know...it's worth the trip." Su Ziyu seemed to have matured a lot overnight.
Zi Mou looked at her brother and put a piece of glutinous rice and pork ribs into his bowl: "Zi Yu, everyone has their own unique face, and their hearts are complex and changeable. The road ahead is still long, and every step counts."
"Sister, what did you say to Zhang Minjun when he was unconscious?"
"Nothing, I just showed him some real scenes. When Zhang Minjun just arrived at the wedding banquet, Mu Zichen cast a spell on him."
Su Ziyu took the fragment of consciousness from the table, but after a few seconds in Su Yao's hand, the blood-stained black color had disappeared, and now it was surrounded by colorful glass color, shining with golden luster, and turned into an irregular shape as thin as a cicada's wing.
"It turns out that the fragment of divine consciousness can automatically change its appearance, making people who don't know its value mistake it for a piece of black iron."
Qingcheng was skeptical. "Bai Lingxi might not be unaware of this. She at least understood that this was a special object. The Bai family must have sent her to investigate this matter, which is why she tried to take action against you, but ultimately failed."
"Even if he succeeds, the ancestor of the Bai family will not be able to refine the fragments of spiritual consciousness." Bai Ze said with disdain.
Zi's eyes looked at the smiling owner of the B&B. She walked over to him and said, "Boss, was the wedding banquet scene good?"
The ordinary man sneered, "If it were in the past, I would have thrown a lowly ant like Jia Qian into the devil's den and tortured him."
"Wen Wushang, you've been watching the show right in front of me, do you really have that much free time?"
"Let me remind you that your father being possessed will happen more and more often in the Su family. Sooner or later, we will have to face the demon army. The new demon king Tu Yuan is a radical. He wants to become a demon god."
Su Yao smiled slightly: "With the Lord guarding me, I don't have to worry."
"What do you mean?"
"Tu Yuan is most likely a puppet king who was supported. The real person in charge of the demon world... is someone else." The purple eyes stared into his eyes, able to see through the azure blue under the black eyes.
His face was expressionless. "Since your divine death, I have long since left the Demon Realm... It has been thousands of years now."
"How could you hand over the throne of the Demon Realm's Lord to someone else? Someone has become a puppet... but they don't even realize it."
After saying that, she left and sat down again to drink her soup.
The man's black eyes flashed with blue light, and his admiration for Su Yao soared... This woman is always damn smart.
But no matter how smart he was, he was willing to die for the three realms.
Fucking stupid again.
Lord Xiaoyao, what kind of person are you?
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