Draw a card? Sorry, I can see through

Everyone besieged Tan Baoer together, but Tan Baoer was not at a disadvantage at all.

"Okay, don't move." A figure came quietly behind Tan Baoer, and a dagger was already placed in front of his neck.

"When?" Although Tan Baoer was startled by Hua Luojie, he still controlled the branches to attack Hua Luojie without hesitation.

The next second, a few more daggers floated on Hua Luojie's body, chopping up the branches.

"I told you, don't move." Hua Luojie exerted a slight force on his hand, and the blade of the knife was embedded into his flesh.

"Impossible, how can you directly hurt my soul?" Tan Baoer collapsed a little, what kind of group of people are these.

He could have been said to be the most powerful person here, and the female teacher could fight with him for a while, but he didn't expect that first Xu Wenhan defended, then An Ning and Wen Qing, and now Hua Luojie appeared.

And although Hua Luojie had the knife across his neck, he could feel that his soul had been locked.

Hua Luojie was too lazy to answer. He firmly controlled Tan Baoer. When the girls around him saw the situation, they all stopped.

"Are you okay? Teacher." The girl holding the spear held the female teacher's hand tightly.

"I'm fine. I'm relieved to see that you're fine." She said this a little lightly, which made people have a bad feeling.

"Teacher, what do you mean by this?" The girls all panicked and surrounded the female teacher.

Tan Baoer over there was still trying to fight back, but unfortunately, as long as he wanted to move, Hua Luojie's dagger would go deeper without hesitation.

This dagger not only cuts his skin, but also cuts his soul.

"I was never the village chief of the soul. I was just full of resentment and unwillingness. It was the owner of this body who merged with me to create me." She now has a relaxed smile on her face. Compared with the weirdness and distortion before, now She was even more relieved.

"teacher……"

"Teacher, I don't want you to die. If you hadn't secretly taken care of us, we would have died long ago."

The girls burst into tears, and for a while the whole place was filled with the sounds of girls sobbing or crying.

"Everyone raise their hands and don't move." At this time, the police finally came, but they looked at the crowd lying on the ground and at Tan Baoer who was suppressed by Hua Luojie in the sky.

The female teacher and a group of crying girls on the ground, as well as Wen Qing and others who were at a loss what to do.

The middle-aged male police officer's mouth twitched. Are all the students from the Bafang Temple so strong?

In the past, Yu Youyi and a few people bravely broke into the Sangui zone to rescue people. They had almost solved the problem before the police and others arrived. Later, Wenqing and a few people broke into the village and not only rescued the girls, but even avenged them. .

The middle-aged male police officer could only sigh that this is genius and strength.

"What's going on here?" The middle-aged male police officer waved his hand, and the police behind him put away their police guns.

"This is what I told you, those two souls who have lived for a long time..."

"Then... we... they..."

"Finally...then..."

Wenqing quickly sorted things out, and then quickly and succinctly explained what happened.

"I understand. We have just sent someone to deliver the container for imprisoning the soul." The middle-aged male police officer waved, and the gentle male police officer wearing glasses behind him came out holding a fine and transparent instrument.

After seeing this instrument, Tan Baoer began to struggle. He even ignored the pain of being cut apart in his soul and attacked Hua Luojie directly, but Hua Luojie's body turned into a shadow in an instant, and the attack passed through his body.

But the dagger was still across his neck. Tan Baoer obviously wanted to continue struggling, but unfortunately it was locked by the small instrument, and a transparent object was directly taken in.

Then Tan Baoer closed his eyes completely and lost his vitality.

"Don't cry, please give way first, lest you really die later." The middle-aged male police officer waved his hand and asked the group of girls to make way.

"Really? Is the teacher really not going to die?"

"Uuuuuuuuah...that's great."

The girls clung to the clothes of the middle-aged male police officer as if they were clinging to hope.

"Really, apprentice, hurry up, these girls are going to faint from crying." A rare middle-aged male police officer made a joke.

"There will be an attraction in a moment. Don't resist. The light magic inside will heal you after you go in. When we return to the police station, we have special means to keep you alive." The gentle male police officer in glasses held up another precision came out of the box and said gently.

He had just heard about the female teacher, and both the female teacher and the woman who had been burned to death were both admirable people.

They deserve this courtesy.

The box in his hand was different from the one containing Tan Baoer. This one had a gentle light inside.

"Thank you for your hard work. Don't worry, leave the rest to our police!"

"Also, I'm sorry, we're late."

The middle-aged male police officer saluted the female teacher and said solemnly.

The female teacher's tears flowed out. She had really waited. The pain she had suffered over the years seemed to have come to an end in an instant.

Only then did the gentle male police officer put the female teacher’s soul into the container.

Then he began to search the scene in an orderly manner and asked some questions from time to time.

After they tied up all the villagers, they looked at the group of girls again.

"The ambulance is already over there. Let's go to the hospital for a physical check first, okay?" He asked gently. These girls were about the same age as his own children, and each of them looked haggard.

Some of them were injured, and some were even pregnant.

Seeing the girls nodding, the middle-aged male police officer immediately called the medical staff and put the girls into the car.

"Dad! Dad!" A figure ran not far away, it was Tan Sisi.

She was like a child now, running over anxiously, but she didn't see her dear father.

"Grandpa, grandma, mother, where is my father?" She looked at her grandparents who were tied up, and then at her mother who was standing there stupidly, and started to cry.

"You don't have a father anymore!" The old woman spat out a mouthful of foam fiercely. It was all the fault of these little girls, otherwise how could they have been blamed and lost their sons.

"Mom..." She grabbed the middle-aged woman's clothes, tears all over her face.

"Si'er, people always have to take responsibility for the wrong things they do." After hearing her daughter's cry, she gradually regained her composure, and she hugged her daughter.

"Your father has done many wrong things, so he takes responsibility for his actions and has left here." In the end, the woman still did not say cruel words to her daughter.