God predicts a real daughter, and all the wealthy families kneel down and call their ancestors

Qiu Fang stood outside the door and hurried in when he heard the sound.

In the main hall, the leader Qin Mian fell to the ground.

The ink color in the basin is not water at all, but densely packed small insects.

At this moment, the water basin was overturned, and all the little insects crawled towards Qin Mian.

Qiu Fang felt his scalp numb and couldn't help but take a step back.

Qin Mian sat up on the ground, covering his face with one hand and making secrets with the other.

The little bug burned instantly, forming a sea of ​​fire, and then turned into ashes instantly.

Qin Mian's eyes that were half closed just now were fully opened.

This was the first time Qiu Fang saw Qin Mian fully open her eyes.

Qin Mian opened her eyes completely and had almost no whites.

The dark eyes were so cold and emotionless.

"How dare she do this to me!"

"Who is helping her?"

Qin Mian shook his neck from side to side, then looked at Qiu Fang with unfocused eyes.

"Go and get the Yin Tan with her horoscope on it!"

Qiu Fang stood still.

"Master, this is impossible!"

Qin Mian stood up awkwardly.

Like a bolt of lightning, she teleported to Qiu Bang.

The bright red nails touched Qiu Fang's eyebrows like a sharp dagger.

"If you don't take it, I'll poke it in from here."

Qiu Fang looked at it and his nails and legs were shaking.

"The old boss said that Lu Zhizhi cannot be moved, she is the 'origin'!"

Qin Mian took away the hand covering her face and brought her cheek closer to Qiu Fang.

"She ruined my face!"

"I don't care what her origin is, if she touches me, she must die!"

Qiu Fang looked at the slap-sized wound, as if a piece of flesh had been peeled off alive.

The reason why he never dared to look directly at Qin Mian was because of Qin Mian's appearance.

It's not that Qin Mian is ugly, but because she is so beautiful.

It's so beautiful that it's as if someone from heaven descended to earth.

If Qiu Fang hadn't grown up in the Xuanjing Sect since he was a child, he might have lamented the beauty of the master like every new disciple.

But Qin Mian has looked like this since he could remember when he was three years old.

At that time, she was not the leader, but the right protector.

Qiu Fang remembered that his master told him.

When the master was young, Protector Qin had already taken the position of Protector.

Master was eighty-six years old when he passed away, and even he is forty-nine this year.

But Qin Mian still looked that beautiful and charming.

Qiu Fang felt the sweat on his forehead flow down from his temples to his chin.

Qin Mian is at least two hundred years old!

This is not a human being, it is clearly a monster and an evil spirit!

Qiu Fang collapsed to the ground.

He remembered his master's teachings before his death.

Uncle Master has already made a mistake, he can't make it again!

"Master, if the 'origin' is gone, I don't know what will happen to the Xuanjing Sect!"

"Since you care about your appearance, why risk it? Have you forgotten what the old master said?"

Qin Mian's dark pupils shrank, as if her rationality had returned.

Then he covered his face.

"Why is she the origin? Why is it always her!"

After saying that, Qin Mian felt a sting on her cheek.

Qiu Fang's eyes widened in front of him at first, then he pursed his lips and lowered his head again.

Qin Mian asked puzzledly.

"Qiu Fang, why don't you dare to look at me?"

Qiu Fang's voice trembled.

"Master, there seems to be something wrong with your face."

Qin Mian subconsciously raised her hand to touch her cheek.

Her most cherished skin, her skin as smooth as an egg, was covered with fine lines.

Qin Mian felt a pain in her heart, her stomach was churning, and the smell of rust filled her mouth.

She couldn't bear the surge, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Qiu Fang felt that there was no sound in front of him, so he dared to open his eyes.

Qin Mian on the ground no longer looked as beautiful as before, and was carelessly discarded on the ground like a piece of dry bark.

His face was covered with wrinkles and large age spots, his whole body was curled up, and his back was bent.

This is what an old man over a hundred years old should look like.

Qiu Fang called the disciples outside the door in and carried Qin Mian back to the bathtub behind the hall.

He knew that the water in the tub was different from ordinary water.

Every time he felt Qin Mian's face changed, Qin Mian would take a bath.

I spend half of the day taking a bath.

After taking a bath, you will be as supple and beautiful as an eighteen-year-old girl.

Qiu Fang sighed and dialed the phone.

The person on the phone was gasping for breath.

"Chang Qiu, I'll be there soon."

Qiu Fang's voice was calm.

"Proceed as planned!"

Wu Yan on the other end of the phone hung up the phone and ran towards Lu Zhizhi on his feet.

"Fellow Taoist, wait!"

Just as Lu Zhizhi threw out a few small magic circles to consolidate the base, he heard someone shouting.

Not only did Lu Zhizhi hear it, but even the four Luyinxi people who were digging the grave stopped.

Lu Zhizhi spoke calmly.

"Ignore him and keep digging!"

The four people moved in unison, digging the soil one spade after another.

"Fellow Taoist, stop, stop quickly!"

"Dig up the coffin and drain out the dragon's blood. You will all be punished!"

Lu Zhizhi glanced at the visitor.

The Taoist robe he wore was supposed to be immortal and Taoist.

But as he ran, the bun on his head bounced, but it was inexplicably funny.

Lu Zhizhi only took one look and knew that this man was different from those fake Taoist priests who swaggered and deceived.

He has cultivation in him.

In just these few steps, he had to use three body movements to reach her so quickly.

The man shook the whisk in his hand and stopped Lu Zhizhi's hand from forming another seal.

"My little friend, it is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. Why would you hurt your enemy eight hundred and hurt yourself a thousand?"

Lu Zhizhi didn't take it seriously.

"Were you the one who fought with me just now?"

"who are you?"

The Taoist priest recited.

"Immeasurable longevity and blessings, the path is speechless, I would like to send my greetings to my little friend."

Lu Zhizhi nodded in return.

"I don't think it's you. Although you have some cultivation, you have a smooth face and a kind face."

"The magic power just now contained evil energy and was very difficult to deal with."

"If I hadn't shown weakness and made her relax her guard, I wouldn't have won so easily this time."

Wuyan shook his head.

"Fighting in the air will weaken your strength. If you can win, little friend, it means you have the capital to win."

Lu Zhizhi narrowed his eyes.

"I don't care who you are or what you want to do, but flattery is useless."

"Since you dare to touch the feng shui of my Lu family, you must be prepared for the backlash."

"We are all practitioners, so we can't help but understand this principle."

"You don't need to persuade me. I've already asked someone to pass a message to this monk, asking him to find me within three days."

"Three days have passed and no one is sincere in reconciling."

"I've given you enough time and face, now you're stepping on my face!"

As Lu Zhizhi was talking, Lu Mingxi shouted happily.

"I know it, I found it, it's a coffin!"

Lu Zhizhi ignored the Taoist priest and turned around to warn Guanzhuo.

"Hold this sword and don't let go!"

Gu Yanzhou nodded.

Lu Zhizhi walked to the hole they dug and was in trouble.

Lu Yinxi held the willow tree in his hand but did not move.

"Zhizhi, what should I do?"

Lu Zhizhi frowned.

"Smash!"

Several people were about to raise their hands to smash it, but someone behind them stopped them.

"Vertical coffin, buried at 2:00 noon..."

Lu Zhizhi stopped what he was doing and walked quickly to Wu Yan.

"Do you know when this coffin will be buried?"

Wuyan's eyes were sharp.

"Not only do I know, I even buried this coffin!"