After bankruptcy, I relied on metaphysics to become a top wealthy family

With his inner demon broken, Zhou Yinhua began to be afraid. He stood up tremblingly and watched in disbelief as Bai Zhi came with the sword in hand.

He never thought that Fan Qingliu, a loser with no vitality at all, would be the biggest variable.

Zhou Yinhua raised his hand and was about to make a move, but was caught off guard and was pierced through the chest by the furious Bai Zhi's sword.

It was so fast that no one else had even reacted.

Zhou Yinhua's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that he was pierced by Bai Zhi. He raised his eyes to Bai Zhi and murmured: "You..."

Bai Zhi stood there with a sharp expression, holding a sword, her white skirt crackling in the wind. She lowered her head and looked at Zhou Yinhua's old face like an ant, gradually overlapping with the green young man in her memory.

She lowered her eyes slightly and asked, "Why did you betray me and Zhaiyueju?"

She had wanted to ask this for a long time.

She, Bai Zhi, treats Zhou Yinhua very well!

Zhou Yinhua watched as the Thousand Years Black Iron Sword stabbed deeper and deeper, fear filling his heart, and he argued as if begging for mercy.

"Ancestor, they forced me, they took the lives of my family members..."

"Don't call me ancestor!" Bai Zhi roared in a deep voice: "You don't deserve it."

His family is human, so aren’t the more than 100 people in Zhai Yue Ju human beings?

With a flip of the sharp sword, Bai Zhi approached Zhou Yinhua and said softly.

"This sword is for the one hundred and eighty people from Zhaiyue Ju."

"This sword is for the Bai family."

"Zhou Yinhua, I not only want to kill you, I also want to kill everyone in the Zhou family. You should also experience the disaster of annihilation."

When Zhou Yinhua heard this, his expression changed drastically, and he said repeatedly: "You don't dare!"

"Why don't I dare?"

Zhou Yinhua propped up his body, knelt on the ground, and looked up at Bai Zhi.

"Ancestors, descendants of the Zhou family, no one has learned the art, you can't kill them."

Bai Zhi's eyes flashed.

Warlocks fight with each other and take life and death into consideration, but if a warlock kills mortals indiscriminately, a thunderbolt from the sky will kill her.

Especially her, who caused the purple lightning cloud.

Zhou Mingyi, who was restrained by the talisman on the side, shrank when he heard this.

It turned out that this was the reason why the master did not let Zhou Bingqi learn the technique.

He had known for a long time that this would happen, so he had a backup plan!

No wonder, the master once said that the Zhou family cannot be extinct.

That’s what it means!

Zhou Mingyi's eyes flashed and he looked at Zhou Yinhua in disbelief.

What about them? Can't these warlocks from their Zhou family be killed at will?

What do their lives mean?

Those master-disciple relationships in the past seemed ridiculous in the face of life and death.

Zhou Mingyi looked at the invincible Bai Zhi, and then at the dying Zhou Yinhua. After weighing the situation, he knelt down and shouted loudly.

"Master Bai, Zhou Yinhua killed the Bai family for a map!"

There is an old Chinese saying that goes: Those who understand current affairs are heroes.

He, Zhou Mingyi, wants to live!

Hearing this, Zhou Yinhua looked at Zhou Mingyi in disbelief.

"You...you betrayed me."

When Bai Zhi heard this, she also became interested. She turned to look at Zhou Mingyi and heard Zhou Mingyi crawling around and speaking loudly.

"Zhou Yinhua said that the map must not fall into your hands, so he killed the entire Bai family! Master Bai, I will tell you everything I know, but don't kill me!"

Zhou Yinhua's eyes flickered and he lowered his hand resignedly.

That map is his final trump card.

It's really over now.

Bai Zhi frowned slightly.

What kind of map is it that is worthy of Zhou Yinhua's efforts? She looked at Zhou Yinhua and asked in a deep voice.

"What map?"

Zhou Yinhua's heart was in turmoil. After weighing the pros and cons, he raised his head slightly. He struggled to get close to Bai Zhi's feet and whispered a few words.

Fan Qingliu on the side saw Bai Zhi, who had a relatively calm face at first, suddenly changed her face, as if she had heard something extremely shocking.

Fan Qingliu's heart skipped a beat.

What could make Bai Zhi so shocked?

At this moment, Zhou Yinhua smiled sadly and begged softly.

"Ancestor, don't kill Bingqi, I beg you."

Zhou Yinhua suddenly relaxed and felt powerless.

He never imagined that he stabbed Bai Zhi in the back, and his most trusted disciple also stabbed him in the back.

This is really a turn of events.

He looked at Bai Zhi, his eyes pleading, and his eyes closed tightly again and again, repeating that they would close forever in the next second.

Bai Zhi glanced at Zhou Yinhua and chuckled.

"Okay, I won't kill him."

Hearing this, Zhou Yinhua twitched his lips easily, but Bai Zhi said again: "But it will make his life worse than death."

Zhou Yinhua's heart throbbed and he wanted to say something, but suddenly he lost his breath.

He actually died with his eyes open!

Bai Zhi took out the sharp sword from Zhou Yinhua's body, looked at the corpses all over the floor of Zhou's house, and then looked at Zhou Mingyi.

When Zhou Mingyi saw that his master had lost his breath, he was so frightened that he cried bitterly and knelt down to beg for mercy.

"Master Bai, let me go. Let me go."

Bai Zhi only glanced at him lightly and said, "Can I leave Zhou Bingqi to you with confidence?"

Zhou Mingyi was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted.

This is a settlement of accounts!

He nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes! Master Bai, I promise to make his life worse than death."

Bai Zhi lowered her eyes and said with a smile: "Remember, I lent you your life first. If I am not satisfied, I will take it back at any time."

Zhou Mingyi understood and nodded quickly.

"understand."

Isn't it just to deal with Zhou Bingqi? He has long disliked that little brat!

Bai Zhi didn't reply and looked at the sky in silence.

Just let them go dog-eat-dog to avoid getting her hands dirty.

However, she did not feel happy with this sword.

Revenge is always the most desperate thing, because the dead can never come back.

She couldn't protect Zhai Yueju, and now she couldn't even protect the Bai family.

Bai Zhi's heart twitched, and there was a faint glimmer of water in her eyes.

At this moment, several voices sounded together.

"Xiao Zhi!"

Bai Zhi turned around when she heard the sound, and her cold face was suddenly stained with a hint of dumbfounded confusion.

The Bai family......

not dead!

......

Early the next morning, Bai Zhi lay on the soft and comfortable bed and opened her eyes. Outside, He Yunfang asked her softly if she wanted to eat.

Bai Zhi was in a trance for a while, and had an unreal feeling.

Yesterday was a very long day. It was just like a brainless and cool article written by the unknown author Ban Wan Yue. It was smelly and long.

She sighed quietly and sat up with ease.

Zhou Yinhua died, his soul was chopped into pieces, and his soul was scattered.

Revenge was avenged and everything was fine.

She stared blankly at the air in front of her, hearing the smell of fireworks outside Bai's house, and raised her lips slightly.

At this moment, someone else's voice suddenly broke in from outside.

A female voice sounded.

"Yunfang, I'm here to see Master Bai."

Bai Zhi listened carefully and turned to look at Fan Qingliu, who was making the floor next to him, still holding the quilt in misery and frowning.

The bad guy is here.

Yang Zilan's voice came from outside again.

"I have a big deal, and I want to ask Master Bai to help."

When Bai Zhi heard this, her eyes lit up.

The unlucky guy’s mother is so kind, she’s here to give you money!