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Chapter 63
But no matter how she moved, she couldn't break free from Mingyou's hand.

This small hand was holding her arm like a pair of pliers.

"Look at him, he doesn't dare to die." Ming You motioned Mrs. Feng to look at Feng Yan.

Feng Yan's head stopped when it was [-]mm away from the wall.

He really didn't dare to die, to be precise, the unlucky ghost didn't dare to die.

Feng Yan is the person it possesses. Once Feng Yan dies, without the support of Yang Qi, it will also come out of Feng Yan's body.

It is an unlucky ghost, and it cannot possess people without specific help. Feng Yan managed to possess it with great difficulty.

Once it left Feng Yan's body, those mysterious masters could easily catch it.

Only then did Madam Feng feel relieved, she looked like a little girl on the side, and asked cautiously: "Young lady is also a mysterious teacher?"

"Well, I'm Xuanzhen's apprentice." Mingyou said calmly and generously.

Xuanzhen on the side responded again and again.

Mo Yin wanted to laugh when he heard that, how could an apprentice call his master by his name directly.

"Boss Feng, your son is no longer your son. He is now possessed by a ghost. As for your bad luck, it was all brought about by this ghost." Xuanzhen said, "Right now, I need to do something to your son. Things, I hope you don't interfere."

"Will it hurt my son?" Mrs. Feng asked quickly.

Xuan Zhen shook his head slightly, "I don't know whether your son is dead or alive now, but if the ghost is not forced out, then he will die even if he is not dead."

After hearing this, Mrs. Feng's body softened, but fortunately Ming You still supported her and did not let her collapse on the ground.

"What are you going to do?" Ming You asked Xuan Zhen.

Xuanzhen took out a few talisman papers, cinnabar and a brush from his pocket, "Draw the evil spirit talisman, then pour the black dog's blood on him, and finally stick the evil spirit talisman on his body."

Mingyou nodded, she also wanted to see Xuanzhen's ability, so she didn't say anything else.

"Go and prepare some black dog blood, the more the better." Xuan Zhen walked to the table and put everything on the table.

Feng Tianlei quickly ordered the bodyguard outside the door.

The waiting time is long, and things like black dog blood are hard to find.

After waiting for half an hour, the bodyguard hurried back.

Xuanzhen has already set up a simple formation in the room, the trapping formation, this is to prevent the unlucky ghost from escaping after coming out.

A layer of glutinous rice was spread on the ground, which was brought by Mrs. Feng.

Xuanzhen is sitting cross-legged at the moment, adjusting his breath for the next move and fight.

Mingyou stood against the wall, looking at Xuanzhen quietly.

"Splash blood on him." Xuan Zhen said to the two bodyguards.

The bodyguard looked at Feng Tianlei, wondering if he should do it or not.

"Listen to Master Xuanzhen!"

Feng Yan watched the two bodyguards gradually approaching. The two pots of black dog blood were emitting an unpleasant smell, and the expression on his face became more and more ferocious.

He looked at Mrs. Feng, pretended to be pitiful and said, "Mom, save me! I'm your son!"

Mrs. Feng was embraced by Feng Tianlei, and he comforted him softly: "Honey, don't listen to him, he is not our son." He said to the bodyguard, "Be careful, don't waste it."

Feng Yan was already in the corner, but there was no way for him to hide at this time. The two bodyguards had also been trained. It couldn't be easier to splash two pots of black dog blood.

Two pots of black dog blood were poured on Feng Yan's body.

In an instant, a stench emanated from Feng Yan's body.

"It's not the smell of corpses!" Xuanzhen was overjoyed, which meant that Feng Yan was not dead yet.

This stench is nothing but the smell produced by the fusion of black dog blood and Feng Yan's yin and evil aura.

Xuanzhen got up, and threw several talismans in his hand towards Feng Yan.

In order to avoid the evil spirit talisman, Feng Yan hid around on the ground covered with glutinous rice.

The contact of the black dog's blood and the glutinous rice instantly caused Feng Yan's body to feel burning pain, especially his feet. He didn't wear shoes, and his feet were already bloody.

Xuanzhen threw quite a few evil spirit talismans, and two of them landed on Feng Yan.

Immediately, he began to urge the sleepy formation.

He is different from Ming You, he has no profound energy, and he relies on his own essence to activate the trapped formation.

Feng Yan fell to the ground in pain, his whole body was covered with glutinous rice, he held his head in pain, and kept screaming.

He was already disheveled and covered in blood, and his body was covered with glutinous rice that was gradually melting.

"what!--"

"Mom! Help me!"

"Ah—it hurts so much!"

He kept shouting in his mouth, and the blue and purple color on his face was constantly changing back and forth.

The originally ferocious face would turn pale for a moment.

Mingyou watched quietly, always paying attention to Xuanzhen's direction.

Finally, Feng Yan, who rolled several times on the ground, couldn't take it anymore, the bruise on his face faded, revealing his original pale complexion, and he passed out.

A black shadow came out of Feng Yan's body, Xuanzhen had already opened his wisdom eyes, he is a mysterious master of the Xuan rank, he could open his wisdom eyes only by using his energy, and he could see things that ordinary people couldn't see.

Except for Mingyou and Xuanzhen who can see this scene, no one else can see it.

Mo Yin is no exception, he just has a natural perception of these dirty things, but he can't see them.

That black shadow floated in mid-air, with a ferocious face, surrounded by evil and bad luck, extremely vicious.

Ordinary people can't get close to this kind of unlucky ghost, but if there is some contact, this person will start to have bad luck in recent days.

The cultivation base of the unlucky ghost depends on making others unlucky, so that it can increase its cultivation base.

It's no wonder that Feng Tianlei has been so unlucky recently, and Mrs. Feng is also very sick.

"Smelly Master! You are looking for death!" The bad luck ghost was very angry, it roared at Xuanzhen angrily, and rushed towards Xuanzhen.

Mingyou looked at Xuanzhen, he didn't panic at all, the sleepy formation had been activated, and a transparent hood appeared in front of him.

After the unlucky ghost rushed over, he bumped his head against the cover, and the black air all over his body trembled three times.

This room Xuanzhen was fighting with the bad luck ghost, but Mrs. Feng was anxiously looking at Feng Yan on the ground.

"Master Xuanzhen, how is my son? Why is he not moving?"

Xuanzhen had no time to talk to her, and threw the talisman in his hand towards the unlucky ghost as if he didn't want money.

Mingyou shook his head at Mrs. Feng, "He's fine, don't bother Xuanzhen."

Mrs. Feng leaned against Feng Tianlei's arms with tears all over her face, not daring to speak out.

At this time, Xuanzhen also found that his trapped formation seemed to be of no use, and had a faint tendency to break open.

The Ghost Slayer Talismans he threw had no effect either.

He didn't kill the unlucky ghost at all, and the unlucky ghost still showed a tendency to become more and more courageous.

Mingyou saw that Xuanzhen's forehead was sweating, he couldn't hold on for too long, if he continued to consume, his energy would be lost, which was not good for Xuanzhen's cultivation.

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(End of this chapter)