The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

"It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy."

The man opened his eyes, his clear features cast shadows under the light of the lamp, and his voice was warm.

Meng Xingluan understood.

He asked thoughtfully, "Do you need a massage?"

Hearing this, Xie Yanci's heart skipped a beat.

He nodded following his inner choice, then endured dizziness and sat back on the wicker chair.

Meng Xingluan brought a soft pillow over and motioned for the other party to lie face up.

Thank you for your banquet and obey it obediently.

He closed his eyes almost subconsciously, and the sound of scissors cutting paper could be heard in his ears.

While I was doubtful, I felt a thin soft touch on the left and right sides of my temples.

Not hands.

The man opened his eyes instantly.

Meng Xingluan stood beside him, looking down at him.

Those beautiful peach blossom eyes contain a hint of joy.

"Luan Luan?"

This was different from what he expected.

What he imagined was that he was resting on Meng Xingluan's lap, and the woman was gently massaging his temples with her hands.

but……

Meng Xingluan cut out two small paper figures.

The two brand-new little paper figures were not very skilled in massaging techniques. They vigorously rubbed Xie Yanci's temples with their little hands. From a distance, this scene looked very... strange.

After all, it’s a very scary thing for a paper man to have ‘life force’ and ‘movement power’, right?

But thank you banquet speeches are obviously something that I have become accustomed to.

Not a trace of fear or surprise was revealed.

"These two little paper figures are given to you. If your head, shoulders or neck feel uncomfortable in the future, you can use them as coolies."

Before encountering Xie Yanci, a humanoid massager, Meng Xingluan had always used little paper figures.

Convenient and easy to use.

"Thank you Luanluan."

This should be the second time Luan Luan gave him a gift, right?

The first time was the Bodhi bracelet worn closely by the other party.

A sweet emotion enveloped the man's cold heart, and Meng Xingluan went upstairs to the room first.

After her figure completely disappeared around the corner of the stairs, Xie Yanci, who was lying down, sat up.

He held the two small paper figures in front of his eyes and observed them.

It looks like an ordinary gingerbread man, with only two eyes the size of sesame seeds.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel like they have a confused expression.

If you draw another mouth, I'm afraid it's already talking.

The man lowered his eyelashes, with a warm smile on his lips, and the coldness in his eyes was dissipated.

He was thinking.

Three minutes later, the man took out a pen from the drawer on the side of the table.

The two little paper figures trembled.

They twisted uneasily in Xie Yanci's hands, but in the end they did not escape the fate of being re-created.

……

The next day.

Meng Xingluan lay on the bed for a while, and the sun shone into the room through the gaps in the curtains.

She checked her phone for a while before tidily getting up.

By the time she came downstairs, Xie Yanci had already prepared breakfast.

Today she was going to take Mu Zhen to Bo's house.

Judging by the time, she should be here, right?

Before the other party hung up, Meng Xingluan gave Mu Zhen a navigation talisman.

The destination is the villa where Xie Yanci lives.

"Luanluan, do you have any plans today?"

Xie Yanci asked the question the moment the woman put down her cup.

He wore a black turtleneck today, which contrasted sharply with his pale skin.

Her black hair was neatly styled, and her eyebrows were cold, but when she looked at Meng Xingluan, she was gentle and caring.

"Take a ghost to find the truth."

The thank you banquet was clear.

This time he didn't say that he would take the initiative to follow. He already had other arrangements today.

Just as mother Pei Yuan said, Meng Xingluan cannot be allowed to suffer any injustice.

So he will be busy during this time.

Meng Xingluan was not informed of these thank you speeches.

He said: "I have to go to the branch today, so I can't be with Luan Luan. I have arranged for a driver to pick up and drop off Luan Luan. Don't drive by yourself, it will make you tired."

The thank you speech was thoughtful.

The driver of the luxury car has already configured it.

Meng Xingluan did not delay, "Okay."

After saying that, she looked at the time and saw that Mu Zhen hadn't arrived yet. Logically speaking, she shouldn't have.

Did something unexpected happen?

Thinking of this, Meng Xingluan quickly counted with her fingers. After a moment, she stood up and strode out.

Just as she guessed, Mu Zhen was tripped by something.

If it were later, Mu Zhen would have only one end.

The soul is gone.

……

*

In a ruins on the outskirts of Haicheng.

Mu Zhen was trapped inside, running rampant, with a huge black mist in front of him.

The sky here is different from the outside.

Dark and damp.

Where had Mu Zhen seen such a scene? She followed the navigation talisman given by Meng Xingluan, but unexpectedly she was suddenly sucked into a whirlpool.

In the blink of an eye, we arrived at this ghost place.

The big black mass in front of her tried to devour her more than once, but was blocked by the navigation talisman.

They were in a stalemate all night.

Mu Zhen felt that he was about to 'die' here.

She felt so sad.

It's hard to grow up, and it's hard to live without enjoying any happy days.

Later, he turned into a ghost and wandered in the world, and even saw through the ugly face of his adopted daughter.

Meng Xingluan said that her biological parents were not really good to her and were just hypocritical to save face.

There are traces of everything, but Mu Zhen himself doesn't want to believe the real and ugly side.

Ben made up his mind to go exploring with Meng Xingluan, but he didn't expect that such a change would happen midway.

The truth she wanted could not come true after all... Mu Zhen looked up at the sky sadly.

If God is really wise, can he let her be a happy child in her next life? At least it won't be as miserable as this life.

I don’t seek wealth and honor, I only seek peace and happiness.

Seeing Mu Zhen lose the will to resist, the black mist let out a weird laugh.

The golden light of the navigation talisman has been almost worn away.

With one final blow, it can completely swallow up this fragrant soul.

The black mist began to gather for the ultimate move.

The surrounding wind was gloomy and biting, and there was a rustling sound among the leaves.

The Yin energy in the air continues to gather into the black mist.

Soon, a big black ball appeared in mid-air.

She didn't know if it was Mu Zhen's misunderstanding, but she actually heard countless shrill cries.

When she looked up again, the ball was already heading towards her.

Mu Zhen closed his eyes in fear.

Waiting for the moment of death, there was suddenly no sound in my ears.

The wind... also stopped.

Mu Zhen's eyelashes trembled, and finally he slowly opened his eyes.

The next second, her eyes widened in shock.

The ball that was many times bigger than her was split apart by a long sword, and a scene that only appeared in fantasy TV series appeared in front of her.

The ball broke apart and the Yin Qi began to flow around.

The ruins that had been quiet for a short time resounded with countless piercing cries.

But the black mist seemed to be enraged and attacked crazily towards the sword that suddenly appeared.

The long sword is not to be outdone.

Yi Wu and Yi Jian fought back and forth for several rounds without a winner.

Mu Zhen felt that the sword looked like a person.

Her intuition told her that this disgusting black mist was no match for a long sword. He could kill him with one blow, but he had to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger like an eagle catching a chicken.

Before Mu Zhen could think clearly, a thin and tall figure gradually became clear in the mist.

Mu Zhen was surprised, "Master Meng?"

I thought I was destined to die, but I didn't expect that there is no way out!

Master Meng appeared like a savior!

The woman has long messy hair and cool and beautiful facial features.

She raised her head slightly and looked at the naughty evil-killing sword in the air, her red lips parted slightly, "Stop playing around, let's fight quickly."

With the master's words, the Evil Killing Sword no longer hid.

Directly stabbing the culprit behind with the shining sword light.

Wind blows.

Bring up the dust from the ground.

When he looked over, the black mist had disappeared without a trace.

The Evil Killing Sword flew back to Meng Xingluan's hand and turned into a palm-sized decoration again.