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

Shen Que was stunned.

He subconsciously wanted to say that he could do it too, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

His expression was complicated, it seemed like...he couldn't.

A sense of frustration and decadence fell on Shen Que at the same time.

The man's silence made Xie Yanci curl his lips, and a hint of sinisterness flashed across his eyes under his long eyelashes. He continued: "So what qualifications do you have to say that I am not worthy?"

For Meng Xingluan, he would do anything.

This is something no one can compare with.

Xie Yanci continued: "If she wants to kill someone, then I can be the sword in her hand."

Even if Meng Xingluan asked him to die, he would do it without blinking.

His love for Meng Xingluan is deeper than anyone imagined.

Shen Que didn't speak anymore.

He was stuck in a loop about that statement.

Xie Yanci said that he could give up anything for Meng Xingluan, but what about him?

In order to successfully take over the power of the family and avenge his mother, he did not hesitate to sacrifice himself for others.

He hates Qin Keer.

But I have to touch her with disgust.

Every time after being intimate, he would take a shower and then rub himself hard, always trying to remove the skin.

Shen Que hated his dirty self.

Compared to the desperate thank-you speech...he is narrow-minded.

If Meng Xingluan needs him at this moment...

Shen Que didn't know what choice he would make.

The man closed his eyes in pain and opened them after a moment.

"Thank you Yanci, no matter what, your current strength is just holding senior sister back."

After saying that, Shen Que turned around and left.

His back looked somewhat embarrassed and staggering.

……

at the same time.

The night was melting, the dark sky was filled with stars, and the mountains were silent.

Meng Xingluan took a taxi back to Bodhi Taoist Temple.

There was a light on outside, and Bo Zili's tall figure was enveloped in the light and shadow. He was clutching something dark in his hand.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Bo Zili turned back instantly.

"Sister."

Meng Xingluan nodded, then walked to the man and stopped.

The woman lowered her eyes and looked at the mass.

The familiar rotten smell was still nauseating. Bo Zili did not imprison it directly with his hands, but wrapped it with something else.

Meng Xingluan said: "Wait for me here, I'll go in and get something."

After saying that, he disappeared in front of him.

About two minutes later, Meng Xingluan came back with two jade pendants in his hand.

Bo Zili had seen it before when he was cleaning, and Song Nanzhu vaguely said that it belonged to his senior sister.

At this moment, he could keenly feel a certain cold atmosphere contained in it.

"Senior sister, this..."

Meng Xingluan touched the black mist with the blood-red jade pendant. The next second, a shrill scream pierced the night sky, and the jade pendant sucked it clean.

Bo Zili couldn't help showing an astonished expression.

Meng Xingluan had a genuine expression.

She rarely explained: "These two jade pendants were given to Xie Yanci. It was because of these two pieces that he almost died."

Xie Yanci has been frail and sickly since childhood.

A little bit of cold can make you seriously ill.

After meeting Meng Xingluan, Meng Xingluan solved the source for him.

Since then, these two jade pendants have been placed in the Taoist temple by her.

After this period of support and suppression, the malice sealed inside has been significantly reduced.

Now with the addition of this black mist, Meng Xingluan can feel the excitement of the things inside.

Bo Zili still has doubts.

"But why can it suck this black thing?"

Bo Zili returned to the Taoist Temple after getting off the plane.

While I was cleaning up, I noticed this black fog sneaking up outside the Taoist temple.

During the fight, he was accidentally taken advantage of by the black mist.

The mist that ran into his body was cold and the pain spread all over his body instantly. Bo Zili gritted his teeth and pushed forward. It took a lot of effort to successfully catch this disgusting black mist.

At the same time, he also informed Meng Xingluan as quickly as possible.

"The last time I rescued Xia Yu, I fought with its true form, but it took advantage of it because of my carelessness. It was Xie Yanci's blood that eliminated the black energy in my body."

Bo Zili showed a shocked expression.

This was the first time he heard that human blood had such effects.

Could it be that Xie Yanci has some hidden metaphysical genius?

Bo Zili quickly gave up the idea as soon as he came up with it.

Maybe it's just a coincidence.

Or maybe the other party has some adventure.

While Bo Zili was thoughtful, Meng Xingluan continued: "As I guessed, the things sealed by Yu Perry have a certain influence on the black mist."

She can't take the blood of Xie Yanyan every time, right?

Now that there are other alternatives, it is natural to make good use of them.

Shu Liang and the others worked hard to create such a monster, why didn't she follow suit?

In the night, the look in the woman's eyes looked strange and cold.

Bo Zili shivered inexplicably.

"Sister, what are you going to do? Is there anything you need my help with?"

The master's disappearance is inextricably related to them all, and all the pressure cannot be put on Meng Xingluan alone.

"I will stay at the Taoist Temple these days. I will ask you to run back and forth to the hospital."

Bo Zili had a vague guess.

But not sure.

His Adam's apple rolled, and his voice seemed a bit obscure in the night.

"Senior sister, isn't it just...what I thought?"

Meng Xingluan raised her lips and raised her eyebrows.

She stood with her back to the light, her messy black hair blown by the wind, and her facial features were so beautiful that they were extremely aggressive.

The voice is cold and ethereal.

"You'll know then."