Forever Worthy of Your Love

And the twelve masters on the side can ignore Jiang's father’s thoughts, walk directly to Meizhuang’s formation, stand in a row, put their hands together, stand barefoot on the snow, and chant: Avapodan Yasuoha!"

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Let's not talk about the people on Father Jiang's side, their minds are all Sanskrit sounds, and their minds are calmer, and they are inexplicably more confident in their goals.

Later, I saw these twelve masters shining with golden Buddha light. At first glance, they had real ability, and I felt even more proud.

But the few breeze under the formation is not so easy.

When they saw the appearance of these twelve masters, the whole ghosts were clever. Do you want to do this? Although they are the wind protectors of the Feng family, they are essentially ghosts, and the nemesis is the Buddha!

These twelve masters are really not liars, ordinary people see only ordinary Buddha light, but in their eyes, the already huge Buddha statues are pressing towards them.

What goes in and out of my mind is all that mantra, Daya Taban Zancheya Awa Bondanya Soha...

The Qingfengs held their heads in pain, and the formation began to brighten. This is because the two sides have already met, and it depends on who can crush whom!

"Third brother, please notify the Patriarch, I can't stand it... two minutes at most!"

"When I saw a few of them, I had already spread the news, Patriarch...there was a traffic jam..."

Other breeze...

Never thought that at such a critical and serious time, the Patriarch would be stuck in traffic!

At the same time, Feng Xi was sitting on the co-pilot on the highway with mountains and cars, her expression changed drastically, and Qin Wanyu was naturally next to him.

Although Feng Xi is not there, the changes here can still be felt.

After all, it was a formation made with her spiritual power!

"Where are you looking for..."

"So strong!"

"Can't wait, I have to find a way to get there!"

Feng Xi put his hands together in a small formation at this time, linking the formation formation outside Hua Sheng, feeling the strength there, and remote control would not work if he didn't stand there personally.

Meizhuang.

"Patriarch, we tried our best and can't stand it..."

The Qingfengs uttered their last throats, and then they were directly brought out by the Sanskrit, lying weakly on the snow.

They have no entities, and nothing changes when lying on the snow. Except for the twelve high monks and masters, no one else can see them.

At the moment when the Qingfengs appeared, Feng Xi's enchantment formation could no longer hold on, and gradually broke down from the middle.

From the smallest opening, then it gets bigger and bigger until it disappears.

Although it is night, it can still faintly disappear like a water ripple.

When Father Jiang saw it, his eyes suddenly brightened, and then raised his hand to let the bodyguards quickly pry the door and prepare to rush in!

As for the twelve masters, they all looked at the breeze lying on the snow, and then they changed their spells to save them.

"Old monk, don't go too far, we are not lonely ghosts!"

"It's the first family of Fengshui, protector of the Feng family, today you have a lot of people, but there are few bullying us, and you have to accept us! Is this the compassion in your mouth?"

"Besides, it's the orphans and widows here. If the old Jiangtou speaks shamelessly, you just believe it? How do you become a monk? Does it matter whether it is right or wrong?"

The Qingfengs were stunned by the old monk, their bodies kept moving backwards, winking at each other sneakily, Hua Sheng is now an ordinary person, how could he deal with a bunch of big men?　　 The big iron gate of Meizhuang is estimated to last two minutes?