The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 107 Claims Are Never Late

His eyes flickered slightly, and he waved the sword in his hand.

"I have a sense of proportion."

Looking at the ghost knives that appeared and disappeared briefly, it shows that the tragedies that happened were all planned by him.

Suddenly a ghost knife hangs behind Yan Jun.

Fu Moshen hurriedly raised his hand to help, but a sword pierced the ghost knife, and the moment he touched it, Yan Jun disappeared, and the surrounding scenes all changed, it was not the courtyard of the villa they lived in at all.

All this is an illusion!
Fu Moshen hurriedly closed his eyes and listened to the airflow coming from his ears, but he only paused for a few seconds, Qin Tu had already seized the opportunity.

One of the ghost knives plunged heavily into Fu Moshen's body, the dagger was stained red with blood, and the blood with the effect of exorcising ghosts corroded the dagger at the same time.

Fu Moshen was already lying stiff on the ground, and Fu Long's soul had already surfaced. The wound could not have killed him, but now his soul was directly separated from his body, all because of the power of the ghost knife.

Another ghost knife has already come straight at him, in order to destroy the soul.

"Today is your death day!" Qin Tu smiled sinisterly, and came up behind Fu Moshen and stabbed down fiercely!
"No!" Qiao Yimo screamed, rushed out from the corner, and stood in front of Fu Moshen.

"Out of control."

Qin Tu sneered, and with a wave of air, he flew straight towards Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo closed her eyes nervously, but she didn't expect her body to sway uncontrollably, and she hid directly.

She opened her eyes in surprise, and looked at her body in a daze. What's going on?

Dodging Qin Tu's attack with a slight dodge is simply not something ordinary people can do.

"Yimo, behind you!"

Fu Moshen reminded anxiously that Qiao Yimo felt a sharp breath coming from behind, only felt his body lighten, and unconsciously waved the breath away.

"... Yimo, you're finally back." Fu Moshen's voice was full of complexity, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Only then did Qiao Yimo wake up, and suddenly found that she was suspended in the air, with a cold white light faintly glowing in the palm of her hand.

Qin Tu was in a mess and rushed towards her with a roar. Qiao Yimo raised his hand, and the white light on his palm hit his abdomen heavily.

This blow was beyond Qin Tu's expectation. His whole body was blown into the air, he fell heavily to the ground, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Qiao Yimo subconsciously pushed Fu Moshen back to her body, and Yan Jun, who was seriously injured, slowly recovered under the light she radiated.

"What's wrong with me."

Qiao Yimo was a little confused by the changes in her body.

"Have you thought of anything?" Fu Moshen's voice became more gentle, his fingers lightly brushed across her face, and finally rubbed against the bridge of her nose.

Qiao Yimo stared blankly at the man in front of him. It was obviously the first time for Fu Moshen to do this action, but Qiao Yimo felt extremely familiar, and even felt extremely intimacy from it...

"Who the hell am I?" More and more memories poured into Qiao Yimo's mind, and images of battle and chaos flashed across, unfamiliar yet familiar.

But now she didn't have time to think about it, Qin Tu was still staring at them.

"It's just in time." With a smile on his lips, Qiao Yimo's heart trembled slightly, and he turned to look at Fu Moshen. Fu Moshen didn't speak but just protected Qiao Yimo behind him.

Suddenly circles of halos lit up under their feet, and the smile on Qin Tu's face became more ferocious and terrifying.

"The game is about to end!"

The light shone with a gloomy and cold color. It was originally intended to help Luo Xiu wash away his sins, but unknowingly, it was rewritten by Qin Tu as a formation that trapped them.

They were trapped in the magic circle and could not move. Qin Tu continued to output mana to the magic circle, and the scope of the magic circle became smaller and smaller.

Qiao Yimo felt the pressure she had never experienced before, and it felt as if her soul was about to be crushed into mud.

"Yimo, don't be afraid, this time, I will definitely protect you!" Fu Moshen rushed over to protect her and bear most of the pressure for her.

Such a scene is very familiar, it was Qiao An's action when protecting Fang Yue.

"Don't worry, I won't let you get hurt again..." Fu Moshen looked at her tenderly, the firmness in his eyes made Qiao Yimo panic even more.

"No, you can't die!

But under the pressure of the formation, the soul in Fu Moshen's body has been pulled out of his body again uncontrollably.

The tragedy of Fang Yue once flashed in Qiao Yimo's mind, and the great sadness left her mind blank.

"do not want!"

An incomparably dazzling light erupted from her body in an instant, the formation was cut through instantly, and the entire ground shook accordingly.

Qin Tu, who supported the formation, spat out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed on the ground.

Qiao Yimo also felt that there was chaos in his mind, and then there was darkness before his eyes.

The sun rises in the east, and the sun gradually shines on the ground.

Qiao Yimo opened her eyes in a daze, and vaguely saw someone walking towards her holding a dagger.

She woke up instantly in shock, and looked over with her eyes wide open. It turned out to be an old woman selling beef noodles.

"Grandma, grab the ghost king!"

"Ghost King?" The old lady frowned, looked around, and shook her head, "What ghost king, where is it?" Qiao Yimo looked up with difficulty, and there was no one at the place where Qin Tu had fallen.

He ran away!
Qiao Yimo couldn't bear it anymore and passed out.

In the dream, there is always someone talking in the ear, and there is a warm current flowing from various parts of the body.

"...Why don't you get up yet?" The sharp noise made Qiao Yimo unable to sleep.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and found that Shen Shisheng was standing beside her bed impatiently.

"Didn't you say you were going to work today? Why are you still stuck in bed?"

"Work?"

Qiao Yimo looked at him blankly.

Shen Shisheng's expression was a bit unnatural, "That's right, you took the job of designing the haunted house, and you worked on the drawing until midnight last night."

Did she work until midnight?
Yes, the blueprint for the haunted house!
She quickly sat up from the bed and ran to the computer. She seemed to have a little impression of the picture she made last night. The most important thing is that she didn't remember whether she saved it or not!

The computer screen was on, but what was displayed on it was a blue screen and a string of English letters.

"No way!" Qiao Yimo wailed.

She really didn't save it!Was the night wasted?
A little discouraged, Qiao Yimo didn't even notice that Shen Shisheng had slipped out of the room at this time, and the old woman was standing outside the room.

The old lady asked Shen Shisheng in a low voice, "How is it?"

"Don't worry, she didn't think of anything!" Shen Shisheng's eyes swept over Qiao Yimo, who was already a little crazy in the room, and heaved a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)