My personal school belle president

Chapter 550 More than a failure! (fourth more)
All torn! ?

Hearing Taoist Yan Tian's words, Ning Fei'er was stunned for a moment, then Liu Yemei raised her eyebrows, and said coquettishly: "How dare you? If you touch any of these things, all previous efforts will be wasted, and this little girl will be in danger."

"That's right, Daoist Yantian, Mr. Qin specifically ordered him not to move anything before he left."

Yun Xiuyao also said anxiously.

She secretly winked at her ex-husband, hoping that her ex-husband could persuade Yan Tiandao.

However, Long Zhengyu just frowned, and said in a cold voice: "The Taoist priest said that there must be something wrong. Don't meddle in it. If something happens to our daughter because of that kid, I think What will you do then."

"No, Mr. Qin is really helping our daughter..."

Yun Xiuyao stomped her feet anxiously.

"Mrs. Yun..."

Daoist Yantian suddenly interrupted her, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "You are too naive, do you really think that kid is saving your daughter? He is harming your daughter!!"

"what?"

Yun Xiuyao was stunned.

Daoist Yantian sneered, pointed to the red line and the bronze mirror in the room and said: "This is the four magic formations, a formation for gathering yin. Although this formation can drive away ghosts, it can hurt people's vitality. That is to say , once he catches that ghost cultivator, your daughter's vitality will also be captured, and she will definitely die by then!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, old man!"

Hearing the slanderous words on the other side, Ning Fei'er was furious, pointing at Daoist Yan Tian and shouting coquettishly: "Believe it or not, if you speak nonsense again, I will cut off your tongue."

"What? Did Pindao puncture your mind and become angry from embarrassment?"

A sneer appeared on Taoist Yan Tian's face.

He was indeed making up things, all for the purpose of getting the ghost in the little girl's body.

If you want to get the ghost cultivator, you must remove the ghost-exorcism magic weapon that Qin Yang deployed, otherwise you won't be able to catch it.

"Daoist Yantian, Mr. Qin should not harm my daughter. As early as a few days ago, he saw my daughter being haunted by a ghost cultivator, and he wanted to help us at that time..."

"Mrs. Yun!"

Yun Xiuyao still wanted to defend Qin Yang, but Daoist Yantian interrupted her again, and said coldly: "I suspect that the ghost cultivator in your daughter's body was attracted by him, otherwise how could he have found out about you so early? My daughter is possessed by a ghost cultivator."

"Think about it carefully, your daughter was fine before, but after meeting that man, she started to get sick, don't you think it's strange?"

"This... this is unlikely."

Yun Xiuyao still did not believe that Qin Yang would be the murderer of her daughter.

"Xiuyao, why are you still so stupid now? You were bewitched by that kid!" Long Zhengyu stomped his feet angrily. "Standing in front of you is the famous Daoist Yantian. Do you think he will lie to you? Do you think Daoist Yantian is a liar?"

"me……"

Of course she doesn't believe that Taoist Yantian is a liar, but...

"Withdraw all, or it will be too late."

Daoist Yantian roared angrily.

Long Zhengyu gritted his teeth, and regardless of his wife's objection, he went to tear off a yellow talisman on the door.

"Don't tear it!"

Ning Fei'er was extremely anxious, she swept her body, and her five slender fingers turned into sharp claws, and grabbed Long Zhengyu.

Her figure was very fast, and she was less than one meter away from Long Zhengyu in the blink of an eye.

"Huh? It turned out to be a warrior."

A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of Daoist Yan Tian beside him, he moved his feet slightly, and blocked Long Zhengyu like a ghost, then raised his little finger slightly, and put it on Ning Fei'er's arm.

He stopped suddenly when he was an inch away from the opponent's arm.

Before Ning Fei'er could react, her arms trembled slightly, and she only felt a slight sting on her thin wrist, and she felt numb for a moment, as if she had been stung by a bee.

Ding Ding Deng!
Ning Fei'er took a few steps back and looked down.

I saw some bruises on the delicate wrists, and the bruises were still spreading upwards.

poison?
Ning Fei'er frowned, feeling lucky, she flicked her arm lightly, and the bruise on her hand instantly faded to nothing.

"Girl is amazing. What kind of martial arts are you practicing? Practicing my corpse poison can cure it."

Taoist Yan Tian raised his eyebrows and sneered.

"Tear--"

At this moment, an incomparably crisp voice sounded, which was extraordinarily harsh.

Ning Fei'er looked at it with beautiful eyes, but saw that Long Zhengyu had already torn off a yellow talisman, even tore it into powder, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it into the wastebasket.

"you……"

A bad premonition surged from the bottom of the girl's heart.

Ning Fei'er looked towards the little girl, and saw that the soul of the third elder who had been pulled out seemed to be slowly returning to the little girl's body, with a smug smile on her face.

Clouds of black mist emanated out, filling the air with a hint of gloom.

"Damn!!"

Seeing this scene, Ning Fei'er's beautiful eyes were full of evil, she stamped her jade feet, and shouted to Yun Xiuyao who was at a loss: "Stop your husband, or you will harm your daughter!"

She didn't know how long these yellow talismans could last, but since Qin Yang had repeatedly instructed them, they must have their effect.

Yun Xiuyao came to her senses and ran over to stop her, but the opponent was too strong to stop her, so she could only watch helplessly as her ex-husband tore off one yellow talisman after another, anxious.

"Old thing, if the ghost cultivator in the little girl's body cannot be expelled, can you take responsibility?"

Ning Feier shouted coldly.

"Don't worry, you little girl was still playing with mud when Pindao was exorcising ghosts and demons. It's just a mere ghost cultivator. Is it so troublesome to use it? Pindao can take it down with just one spell." !"

Taoist Yantian Jie Jie sneered, with a bit of disdain in his eyes.

Incompetent bungler!

Ning Fei'er cursed secretly, took out her mobile phone and wanted to call Qin Yang.

"Snapped!"

At this moment, a strong wind hit.

Ning Fei'er's hair stood on end, caught off guard, the phone was smashed into pieces and fell to the ground!
"you……"

Ning Fei'er stared at Daoist Yan Tian, ​​clenched her fists slightly.

"Little girl, it won't be too late for you to find a helper after I catch this ghost cultivator, so that you won't be robbed of food."

Daoist Yan Tian snorted coldly, and without looking at Ning Fei'er, who had an ugly face, he moved towards the corner of the room while waving his sleeves, and then punched the bronze mirror, smashing it to pieces.

At the same time as the bronze mirror shattered, shrill screams came, and countless ghosts crawled out of the shattered mirror.

These ghost cultivators were particularly excited after seeing the light of day again, screaming mournfully.

Seeing so many ghost cultivators, Daoist Yan Tian was not surprised but happy, and said with a smile: "Today's harvest is good, there are so many ghost cultivators, and if we catch them and refine them, we will definitely improve our strength a lot."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the little girl.

At this moment, the soul of the third elder was returning to the little girl's body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Want to go back? It's not that easy."

The corner of Yan Tiandao's lips curled into a hint of sarcasm, and with a flick of his wrist, a fishhook flew towards the third elder.

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(End of this chapter)