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

outside.

Song Nanzhu sent Xia Yu to a safe place before returning in a hurry.

The young man asked Bo Zili to stay.

The reason is such that one cannot say anything to refute it.

"Second Senior Brother, you are too upright. I still have to deal with villains like Shu Jinsheng myself. Anyway, I like to be a villain."

Bo Zili: "..."

His little junior brother's brain circuit is really... people can't agree with it.

The man helped Xia Yu sit on the ground and told Song Nanzhu, "Song Nanzhu, be careful in everything."

"Don't worry, Second Senior Brother."

Song Nanzhu ran to the factory quickly.

This time he did not rush into confrontation with Shu Jinsheng. His eyes were scarlet as he looked at the abandoned factory that had been reduced to a sea of ​​flames.

I have whipped Shu Jinsheng to death thousands of times in my heart.

The young man clenched his fists restrainedly, trying hard to suppress the surging emotions. His mind was spinning rapidly, thinking of countermeasures.

If you want to put out a fire, you need water.

If you wait for the fire truck to arrive, it will take about half an hour conservatively.

There is the sea next to it...

Just now, senior sister used a talisman to let the waves hit Shu Jinsheng, right?

Song Nanzhu didn't know what kind of talisman it was.

He was using all his knowledge to the limit, and every talisman he could draw was picked out by Shan Shan.

Soon, he actually found two.

One is used on the waves to make them 'irritable' in a short time, and the other is used to accurately locate the factory.

Song Nanzhu's eyes suddenly lit up.

But he didn't have any blank talisman paper that could be used...

The young man's eyes dimmed instantly.

The fire in front of me was still burning, thick smoke filled the sky, and the choking smell of smoke could still be smelled even from a distance.

Song Nanzhu made a decision.

With a determined look, he bit his finger, then squatted down and drew a talisman with the ground as his face.

The master once said that drawing talismans is by no means limited to yellow talisman paper.

As long as you are strong enough, even toilet paper can be of great use.

Senior sister can draw symbols in the air, so can he draw them directly on the ground?

Song Nanzhu painted faster and faster.

Soon the two talismans were completed.

The boy controlled them and landed on the waves.

The cold wind howled, blowing the fire all over the sky and swaying in all directions, making the fire even more fierce.

The waves come one after another, each wave taller than the previous one.

The abandoned factory is backed by the coast, and huge waves rise and fall violently.

The seawater happened to extinguish the location where Meng Xingluan and the others were.

The woman and Xie Yanci were inevitably drenched to the core.

The man had fallen into a coma, his entire body weight resting on Meng Xingluan's body, and his body temperature was frighteningly low.

Meng Xingluan's body was eroded by the black mist and was completely healed by Xie Yanci.

Ignoring the flesh injuries, its strength at this moment has reached its peak.

Shu Jinsheng, who was still laughing maniacally, suddenly stopped.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

"M-Meng Xingluan?! How are you still alive?"

With such a huge fire and the help of black mist, the possibility of Meng Xingluan surviving was extremely slim.

But the reality is that the other party is still standing in front of her.

The only thing that mattered was the thank you speech.

"You're not dead, I'm definitely still alive."

Meng Xingluan curled her lips sarcastically.

She didn't say any more nonsense, but took advantage of the fact that neither Heiwu nor Shu Jinsheng could react, and manipulated the Evil Killing Sword to penetrate the mist and stab Shu Jinsheng.

The Evil Killing Sword is very fast and cannot be resisted by the injured man.

Shu Jinsheng seemed to be frozen in place, unable to dodge, and watched helplessly as the cold sword pierced his heart.

The blood instantly dyed the clothes on his chest red.

Before he even had time to feel the pain, the light in his pupils had already dimmed.

He threw his head back and fell down with his eyes open, and the accident happened at this moment.

Meng Xingluan did not intend to stop there.

Everyone is in this business. If the body dies but the soul remains, then it is not considered death.

As long as you have no morals and sufficient ability, you can completely retake a body afterwards.

Meng Xingluan wanted to make Shu Jinsheng disappear into ashes.

But as soon as he made a move to capture the man's soul, Black Mist had already reacted and started to attack.

Meng Xingluan wanted to protect Xie Yanci, so he could only let Shu Jinsheng go temporarily.

The Evil Killing Sword collided with the black mist, and the strong wind caused the thick smoke to scatter in all directions.

My eyes were sore from the smoke.

Behind him, Song Nanzhu ran towards this side quickly.

"Senior sister!"

Seeing that his senior sister was fine, the young man's anxious heart finally fell.

But when he touched the thank-you speech leaning on the woman, his eyes gradually became complicated.

I wanted to say a lot, but I swallowed it all.

In the end, he only asked, "...Senior sister, is Xie Yanci okay?"

Meng Xingluan only knew that people could not die for the time being.

She didn't know whether there were any internal injuries.

But she had more important things to do at the moment.

The woman handed the thank-you speech to Song Nanzhu, "You take him away first, don't look back, don't worry about me."

Song Nanzhu nodded.

He chose to leave directly with the thank you banquet on his shoulders.

The man looks sickly and thin, but he actually weighs as much as he should.

"Sister, please be careful."

After saying that, the boy fled under the cover of the woman.

Not to mention other abilities, Song Nanzhu's escape speed was outstanding.

Meng Xingluan used the Evil Killing Sword to attract Heiwu's attention, and waited until the opponent relaxed before starting to use talismans to assist in the harassment.

This time she chose to trigger thunder.

But this action had already been noticed by Shu Jinsheng who turned into a ghost.

He rushed towards Meng Xingluan with a ferocious face. Just as the woman was about to recall the Evil Killing Sword, a mahogany sword carved from wood flew straight from the distance.

The speed was very fast, and it pierced Shu Jinsheng's soul from behind in the blink of an eye.

Heartbreaking screams pierced the night sky, and the other party disappeared with the thick smoke before he could even leave any last words.

Shu Jinsheng is dead.

Deadly.

His death naturally affected this black mist of unknown origin.

The choking smell of burning was mixed with the smell of rot. If it weren't for his strong self-control, Meng Xingluan would have vomited.

The black mist began to attack indiscriminately.

Meng Xingluan had seen its power before, and now he didn't dare to take it lightly.

She held a sword in one hand and drew talismans with the other. The cold wind blew through her wet body, and the endless chill penetrated into her bones.

Meng Xingluan seemed not to feel it, and focused all his attention on Hei Wu.

The sky changed dramatically and clouds rolled in.

The scene looked like a doomsday scene.

The trigger is ready.

But just when the first thunder was about to fall, the black mist suddenly rushed in one direction.

The black mist gathering in the sky gradually thinned until it dissipated.

Meng Xingluan did not chase.

He just looked indifferently at the direction where the black mist disappeared.

If she guessed correctly, Shu Jinsheng's death caused some damage to it.

As for why he suddenly escaped...

Something must be calling it.

Now that one of the Shu family father and son is dead, the other one is still alive...

He will definitely not give up.

But so what?

Shu Liang is even more useless than Shu Jinsheng.

A few seconds later, Meng Xingluan looked away and bent down to pick up the peach wood sword that suddenly appeared.

The blade of the sword bears traces of time.

The lower part of the sword hilt is engraved with the two characters 'Shen Que'.

The woman's expression changed instantly.

Senior brother.

The next second, her shoulders felt heavy, and a man's large coat was draped over her body.

There was a familiar male voice in my ears.

"Senior sister...I'm sorry I'm late."