Shock: my brother is the god of death

Yin Ping's body kept flashing white light, and the white light flowed into the gossip mirror continuously with his fingertips.

This is to forcibly divination unknown things at the cost of consuming life yuan.

A red and white, somewhat icy skull mask began to condense on the gossip mirror.

"What is under the mask!"

Everyone watched nervously, wanting to see who this black flash is!

But the mask on the screen has not been lifted for a long time.

"The power of karma, come again!"

Another white light flashed across Yin Ping's body.

The work is already halfway done. To collect money, it is natural to do things well.

Otherwise, who will cooperate with him next time!

Another 50 years of lifespan was consumed!

There seemed to be some cracks in the mask, which continued to spread.

But when it spread to a certain extent, it stopped again.

It has been deadlocked like this.

"Come again, the power of karma!"

Yin Ping is going all out, and has made up his mind that even if he doesn't make money today, he has to settle this matter!

Otherwise, it will greatly affect the reputation of Butian Temple!

Under the blessing of the power of karma, those masks were more thoroughly broken.

Just when it was about to dissipate completely.

A string of characters is displayed on the gossip mirror.

"Warning, it has been detected that your permissions are insufficient, please do not use illegal means to view, your device may be damaged"

"Huh?" Not only Yin Ping, but everyone else was a little stunned.

what does this mean?

It's the first time I've encountered it.

"Bluuf, the power of cause and effect!"

Yin Ping shouted loudly!It took so many life yuan.

How could you be intimidated by this prompt!

The last four characters appear on the "Illegal Means" screen.

Huge cracks began to appear on the gossip mirror.

"bang"

The gossip mirror exploded directly.

The magic weapon blew itself up, again in a small room.

The power is not small.

"what……"

There were screams inside...

Yin Ping was the closest and the most injured.

Many fragments were pierced into the body, and the spiritual acupoints and dantian were damaged in sevens and eighties.

Almost equal to half waste.

There is no hope of cultivating immortals in this life!

Chapter 94

Yin Zhi's face was ashen, his dantian was broken.In the future, they will not be able to condense the Nascent Soul.

Undoubtedly, the fairy road was broken!

From now on, he will be like a useless person, even if he has the Shouyuan Pill to continue his life, it will only be able to live for a while longer.

In the past, he also had some status in the sect because he often cooperated with the Supernatural Bureau in divination.

He usually does some unspoken rules, but now that his cultivation base has been completely abolished, he is afraid that after going back, the end will not be so good.

People outside heard the sound of an explosion, and they all rushed in, thinking that something urgent had happened.

I saw the people inside lying on the ground.

Song Banshan was in a bit of a miserable state. A few fragments of the gossip mirror hit his left eye and the root of his life.

He was covering his crotch at this moment, and he obviously felt only a little involved.

Even with advanced technology now, it will take some time for a complete cure.

Fortunately, at their level, all expenses are paid by officials.

This is also one of their perks.

Although the salary is relatively average, there are other welfare guarantees.

Basically, the whole family can enjoy the same treatment according to their ranks.

"Black flash, you are so ruthless!" He said through gritted teeth.

He never expected that he would encounter such a thing just by asking someone to spy on him!

But hate turned to hate, and his subordinates hurriedly sent him and others to a special hospital for treatment.

..................

"Qianqian, when I get married, you can also dance for a while."

Lin Feng knocked on the melon seeds and said.

When you are bored, watching Qianqian Dance is also a good choice.

Now the shallow hair has grown a lot, presumably because of eating too much fruit of life.

But Qianqian didn't cut her hair this time. She used to keep her hair short because it was inconvenient to wash her hair while studying at homestay.

There is a lot of time now, and she also wants to try a different hairstyle.

Double ponytail DuangDuang is popular online now.

The advantage of being good-looking is that, except for the sexy Yujie, she can control any look.

It can even imitate the sound of Two-dimensional cuteness.

Lin Feng couldn't help being amazed, this sister is so cute, she is a must-have for an otaku.

"Married?" Qianqian, who was shaking and dancing repeatedly, stopped.

Thinking about it, her brother is almost 25 and doesn't even have a girlfriend.

It is a bit hard on weekdays. I often code and write, and my hands are callused.

That broken computer was always prone to viruses, and often crashed inexplicably.

But for some reason, after hearing what Lin Feng said, she always had a strange feeling in her heart.

Does she have to move after marriage?

What if the future sister-in-law doesn't like me.

Suddenly, a long list of ideas popped up in my mind.

But it was going to rain, Lin Feng was going to marry a wife, this was unstoppable.

"Brother, do you have someone you like?" Qianqian asked.

"No, we have to wait until we buy a house. This house is too dilapidated, who wants to be with us?"

Lin Feng has already planned to buy a bigger house.

In the future, it will be convenient to talk about friends coming back to live, after all, it is a family.

Naturally, it's better to live together.

"Oh" Qianqian replied simply.

It seems that Lin Feng is not very interested in talking about friends.

This kind of mood is a bit complicated, and most people can't understand it.

She also didn't understand what was going on.

Shouldn't she be happy when her brother talks about friends?

She only hoped that Lin Feng would not fall in love with the Internet, he suffered a big loss last time.

Her brother really can't grasp that thing!

..............

"No matter how far the road is, it can't stop

Once again have the temperature without distance...

Send a sword blessing and help silently

I'm afraid I won't consciously leave a way out in the future."

Lin Feng's cell phone rang, and it was a call from Hua Tailang.

Since Qianqian recommended Xian 3 to him last time, he also changed the ringtone of his mobile phone.

"Too wolf, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, it's just that my hair really grows out, let me say thank you"

"Small things, why are you being polite to me?" Lin Feng said indifferently.

"And..." Hua Tailang hesitated

"What else is there? Just say it"

"Where did you buy your mace, I want to make a few more boxes..." Hua Tailang said very tactfully.

"This thing? You can't buy it outside. Does it really work?"

"Hey, little brother, that thing really doubles." Hua Tailang smiled when he said that.

Now his kidneys have recovered, his hair has grown back, and he is much more confident when he walks.

The school belle killer Hua Zhelei has come back to life again, a confident man is always so handsome.

When walking outside these two days, some women asked him for WeChat.

"I still have some stuff, I'll post a few boxes to you tomorrow, but you should use it with caution, too much of that stuff will hurt your health"

Lin Feng said kindly.

Kidney deficiency can be cured, but what to do in case of sudden death in bed due to excessive doubling.

Sudden death is really helpless for him.

After hanging up the phone.

Hua Tailang turned on the computer and looked at the latest data.

Recently, Tomato has launched a lot of advertisements, attracting many new authors.

This kind of author lacks writing experience and needs to be reminded from time to time.

He has assessment indicators for this month, and he must increase the reading volume of this group of cute newcomers.

"What are you writing?" Hua Tailang became more and more angry as he watched.

Can't help but yell in the group voice

"Are you talking about Calvin? Is the reader not spraying you hard enough? Or is full attendance making you unmotivated to write?"