Chapter 45

They are still children, so many resentful souls are still children, they were tortured to death ignorantly, but even if they were full of resentment, they never thought of killing them, just some pranks are the most ruthless revenge for them.

They rub against Yan Qiao's palms, like a child clinging to his relatives.

Yan Qiao looked at the woman with indifferent eyes, "You are smart enough to pick orphans."

She landed in front of the woman, stepped on her hand hard, and watched her painful voice.

In fact, she could kill her with a sword, but that would be too cheap for her. She needs to use her to dispel the grievances of these children. There is nothing more useful than watching the enemy go to hell in person.

Yan Qiao squatted down and pulled her hair fiercely, "This pain is unbearable, so wouldn't the pain when you sliced ​​across their bodies with a knife hurt even more?"

Her folding fan brushed across her cheeks and stayed on her neck, "You can obviously kill them with a single blow, but you forced them to torture them the most cruelly because of the so-called resentment."

She let go, "People's hearts are the most terrifying existence in this world, they are as vicious as Shura."

She looked at the limp woman, felt her fear, and sneered, "You know fear too, I thought demons wouldn't have such emotions."

The girl looked at this scene, "Jojo..."

Yan Qiao turned to look at her with a calm and elegant posture, "What's wrong?"

Looking at those clear eyes, all the girl's words were blocked in her throat, as if all her thoughts had nowhere to hide for a moment.

Yan Qiao didn't care about her answer, she stepped back and made a gesture with both hands, and soon countless silk threads were wrapped around the woman's body.

"Now go and take revenge, I will call you out when the prying time is up." Yan Qiao withdrew her hand.

The resentful souls who were still depressed just now raised their heads instantly. They turned into shadows and rushed into the woman's body screaming. The revenge began at this moment.

This is the reason why Yan Qiao closed the live broadcast. One is because her live-action premiere was decided to be handed over to the Xuan Academy, and the other is that all of this is too cruel. As an idol, of course she has to take care of the fragile hearts of young fans.

A light flashed in Wu's eyes, 【Qiao, the guard is here. 】

Yan Qiao looked at the woman's distorted body in pain, "Well, let them wait outside."

【receive! 】

Ten minutes passed slowly, and the resentful souls rushed out. At this time, they had returned to their original appearance, with big smiles on their faces, standing next to Yan Qiao in rows. No less, they are crowded together.

"Thank you!" There was heartfelt joy in the still immature voice.

Yan Qiaosu gently raised and lowered her hands, a pure white light fell on them, "The karma is over, go reincarnate with peace of mind."

She lightly pinched the formula with both hands, and the folding fan instantly grew bigger, carrying the excited You Huo together, "The ghost gate will open and I will send you to reincarnation."

A huge blue-black ghost gate appeared in a few seconds behind her, and the ferocious animal head in the middle whined, and the frightened group of little guys were a little scared.

Yan Qiao bowed slightly, "Cultivator Yan Qiao is sending the living to the gate of hell, and I hope the messenger will make it easier."

The animal head opened those huge eyes, stared at Yan Qiao for a while, and then slowly opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, countless screams came out, which was particularly terrifying. Yan Qiao waved his hand, "Go, I hope you will join a good family in your next life."

The ghost gate slowly closed and finally disappeared. Yan Qiao glanced at the trembling girl who had been curled up into a ball, came to the woman and stretched out her foot to kick her. To experience what true despair is."

She opened the barrier, and the guards from the guard station rushed in. The door of the stone room was wide open, and they saluted Yan Qiao first.

Yan Qiao nodded slightly, "Where the sinner is, don't worry, he is alive. As for the bones in the dark room and the bones in this ancient house, you will have to work hard to restrain yourself."

"It should be, it should be, thank you, Brother Yan, for solving another outstanding case for us." Fangzheng, the leader of the guard, had admiration and respect for Yan Qiao in his eyes.

"What about the little girl in the supervisor?" A supervisor couldn't help asking when he looked at the pale girl in front of him.

"Cultivator Yan, what do you think?" The chief guard was not sure what Yan Qiao meant.

Yan Qiao glanced at the girl who had raised her head upon hearing this, and looked at her eagerly. She looked away calmly, "Send it to a mental hospital."

The head of the guard immediately understood, "Don't worry, Brother Yan!"

Confusion finally appeared on the girl's face, and she looked at Yan Qiao through the crowd in panic, "Qiao Qiao..."

Yan Qiao didn't turn her head to look at her, the figure gradually disappeared in front of her eyes, only the wind caught her words and fell into the girl's ears, "I didn't kill you because I knew you were innocent in the beginning, and I didn't let you go because I knew The reason you asked me to come."

"You will use the time you live to atone for your sins. People are not sages and sages can do nothing, but I am not a grass or tree."

The girl finally completely slumped on the ground, allowing the guards to take her away. It turned out that she could see clearly what she thought was a small scheme.

She didn't care about it just because she knew that she was innocent at the beginning, a poor person who was used as an experiment by her mother, but later she enjoyed the benefits and indulged in self-deception.

In the live broadcast room, everyone breathed a sigh of relief at Yan Qiao's sudden appearance.

#Jojo you are back!

"I'm back. Don't worry, everyone, please follow up with the announcement from the guards. She has been rescued." There was a bit of tenderness in Yan Qiao's eyes.

The fans who watched the live broadcast couldn't stand it.

"Then there is another hexagram. Although I lost a lot of time today, I don't have much time to accompany you. The places I go are always affected by the magnetic field." Although Yan Qiao's tone was light, her eyes were soft and long. Beautiful, are fans willing?That must not be willing to blame her.

#Magnetic field problem, it has nothing to do with us, Jojo!

Yan Qiao was persuasive, "There may be more places to go in the future, and the broadcast will be interrupted due to the energy of the magnetic field. If the babies feel uncomfortable, you must tell them in time, and I will work hard to improve."

#乔乔You don't need to say it, we all understand!
No, Yan Qiao had a hunch that there would be many such things coming to her in the future, and she used the magnetic field to cover it up because her live broadcast was not only watched by Xuanyuan fans, but also spies from other places.

And some internal problems that belong to their Xuanyuan, there is no need to let those outsiders know.

But she is a virtual idol after all, and she had to give fans an explanation, so this conversation naturally happened.

"Then let's do the last hexagram. It's still the babies who sign up for me to draw."

As soon as she finished speaking, the bullet screen was immediately covered. Yan Qiao slid her finger on the screen, and finally stopped on a name...

(End of this chapter)

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