Mountains and rivers are in her palm

"Sister..." Yan Hongzhao was a little worried: "Why don't you use my blood?"

"You?" Chen Wei's voice sounded disdainful: "I'm sorry, although you are also a very capable girl, but the fan is not something you can bear."

Yan Wanqing nodded comfortingly to Yan Hongzhao, then without saying a word, she took out the dagger and stabbed her fingertips. Scarlet blood beads instantly accumulated on her fingertips, and she dripped it on the fan without any hesitation. , and soon the blood drops strangely entered, leaving a very tiny red spot, like a cinnabar mole.

Maybe it was because Yan Wanqing's movements were refreshing enough that Chen Wei was delighted.

Her voice became a little softer.

"Very good, this screen fan will recognize you as its master from now on."

I thought it would be a tool that was used to hijack her, but I didn't expect Chen Wei to be so generous and directly gave the painted screen fan to Yan Wanqing.

This really flattered her.

"Don't feel embarrassed. As a reward, you need to take me home." Chen Wei yawned lazily: "The warlock is about to appear, and I no longer have my body, so I need to live in the fan temporarily, and You have become the owner of the fan, so naturally you have to protect me. Everything comes and goes, Yan Wanqing, happy cooperation in the future."

After saying this, she lost her voice.

When everyone heard Chen Wei's words, they couldn't help but look at each other in awe.

"I know there is no such good thing in the world." Shen Shuyun couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.

Li Chengxiang patted her side to comfort her: "It's okay, Miss will be able to do something."

Look at Yan Wanqing again, staring at the red dots on the fan attentively.

That red dot was right next to Chen Wei, very close to her.

She squinted her eyes and closed the fan.

Even if it drops, there is no use regretting it.

At first, it was just a touch of sword intention left by Queen Jingyuan on the iron sword, which could repel Song Huaxu. Now that he is the master of this painted screen fan, he doesn't know what he can do against Song Huaxu at this time. What a chance of winning.

Yan Wanqing buried this thought in his stomach.

Since Chen Wei is the saint of Penglai Immortal Island, she must establish a good relationship with her, bring her back to Penglai to meet the old Immortal Lord, build a good impression on her, get more magic weapons, and then directly bring her to Penglai. Song Huaxu disappeared into ashes.

"What you have in mind is quite beautiful." Chen Wei's voice sounded in Yan Wanqing's ears again.

Yan Wanqing: "?" Looking at the others, there was nothing unusual. She knew that only she could hear it.

"It's somewhat immoral for you to peek into people's thoughts." Yan Wanqing thought in his heart.

Chen Wei disagreed: "I have no morals."

"Your behavior is very shameless and shameless." Unlike Su Bai before, Chen Wei in front of him can be said to be a complete stranger. This shyness of having a stranger see through everything made Yan Wanqing very uncomfortable. Comfortable.

"I'm just shameless and shameless." As soon as these words came out, Yan Wanqing could even imagine the dark-skinned Chen Wei rolling her eyes.

"Okay, okay, you are awesome." Yan Wanqing gave up.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. I'm going to find my son." If a good woman doesn't fight with Chen Wei, she might as well suck the baby more.

At that time, Yan Congze had just woken up and was sitting on the small bed in a daze. He was holding a small quilt in his hand, carefully matching the corners of the quilt together, and then holding it in the palm of his hand. There was still a smile on the little fat face. There are pillow marks, the red ones are really cute.

Chen Wei never stopped talking since she entered the door.

"Oh my god, why is your son so good-looking?"

"Who did you have children with? How come you are so good at having children!"

"Oh, I want to hug you too. Oh, give me a kiss. I can even smell it."

"...Jiligulu."

The late Qing Dynasty was extremely troublesome.

"Are you a cicada? It's winter soon, why are you still so noisy?"

The ink on the fan that Chen Wei was scolded on became a little thicker, almost half full.

"Tch, when my heart comes back, sooner or later I can hug him in person."

"Stay away from my son!" Yan Wanqing held her little cub in her arms, while Yan Cong held her neck with both hands, like a cute milk-white dumpling.

In the next few days, Yan Wanqing was immersed in the joy of being a mother, playing with her children in public.

Finally, on a gloomy afternoon, the residents of Haicun Village welcomed their Mr. Fang.

The autumn day, which was originally bright and sunny, suddenly turned gloomy from the seaside, with dark clouds and no rain.

Yan Wanqing handed Yan Congze to the nanny behind him, frowning slightly.

Chen Wei: "Here we come."

"coming."

Yan Hongzhao was puzzled: "Who is here, sister?"

Across the railing, Yan Wanqing looked into the distance. There was a small, dark figure growing from small to large. Even though he was hundreds of meters away, he could still feel that the other person exuded an evil aura that did not belong to this world.

Chen Wei, who was originally chirping, now has a much deeper voice.

"Cub species."

Yan Wanqing: "..." Uncle Jin led the villagers and ran to greet him: "Mr. Fang, you are here."

That man came from the sea. Logically, he should be covered in water vapor, but no, he was dry all over. His face was covered with dense runes, completely covering his original face. He looked very untouchable. appearance.

At this moment, the man known as Mr. Fang immediately landed on Yan Wanqing and others not far away. ,

"There are outsiders in your village."

Next sentence: "Didn't I say that outsiders should not call me?"

As he said that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

After finally waiting for the person, Uncle Jin immediately stepped forward and opened his hands to stop him: "Don't leave, Mr. Fang, the village chief is dead, my wife is dead, and three people have died. That thing has been there all this time." They are all killing people, and the spell you left before is completely useless."

"That thing?" Mr. Fang sneered, smiling a little unclearly.

But Yan Wanqing knew it very well.

Clearly disdainful.

That's right, for someone whose heart is about to be absorbed by him, Mr. Fang no longer takes Chen Wei's existence seriously.

"What a bastard." Yan Wanqing couldn't help but speak softly.

Just a few shallow words.

In an instant, Mr. Fang seemed to have heard her. He firmly locked Yan Wanqing's position in the crowd, and then appeared in front of her in an instant.

"What did you say?"

Yan Wanqing was not intimidated at all.

"I didn't say anything." His eyes were full of innocence.

Mr. Fang clearly heard the woman scolding him. His sinister eyes passed over her beautiful face, and he quickly smiled with unknown meaning.

"He wants to make you into a human skin doll." Chen Wei's gloating voice came from her mind: "You are miserable."

"I've become a doll, what about you?" Yan Wanqing was not angry at all.

Soon Chen Wei stopped laughing.

Yes, if Yan Wanqing is gone, he will definitely be doomed.

"We are like grasshoppers on the same fan." Yan Wanqing calmly said.

At this time, Uncle Jin and others finally ran back to the village from the beach, panting: "Sir, these are foreigners who are staying in our village temporarily. Her brother was seriously injured by that thing."

"Oh?" Mr. Fang became interested and said, "So, you are in charge."

Yan Wanqing: "Yes."

Mr. Fang: "Where?"

Yan late Qing Dynasty: "Back Mountain."

Mr. Fang: "How many of you are there?"

Yan Wanqing: "Three."

Mr. Fang: "Your brother is injured, are you two okay?"

The two answered questions very quickly, and Mr. Fang's interest in Yan Wanqing also skyrocketed.

"Brother helped me block the attack." Yan Wanqing is also a person who has experienced a lot of things. Basically, nothing can make her feel upset. The incident in front of her is just a small incident for her.

After listening to Yan Wanqing's answer, Mr. Fang nodded: "Okay, lead the way to the back mountain."

"It's getting dark." Yan Wanqing reminded: "It's very dangerous now."

"Hahahaha!" These words made Mr. Fang laugh. He was very proud: "Now that I'm here, it's the time for that thing to die. Back then, there was no way to wipe it out. But now, it's different from the past. It's time to wipe it out completely. In the human world."

Such a vicious mind.

Yan Wanqing couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Those who didn’t know better thought that Chen Wei had dug up their family’s ancestral graves.

"How do you know I didn't dig it?"

Yan Wanqing: "?"

Chen Wei disagreed: "This person has the aura of Penglai all over him. He deliberately hid it back then, and I was seriously injured and didn't feel it. But now I have recognized it. When I was a saint, this person from the Fang family People did heinous things, and as a saint, I took care of it for the old immortal king, so I had their ancestral graves dug out and thrown into the sea."

Yan Wanqing: "...amazing."

"No wonder he hates me so much." Chen Wei finally solved the case and figured out the reason why she was so miserable.

"Let's go, lead the way." Mr. Fang urged again.

"Go to Yan Wanqing, let him feel the power of the screen fan!" Chen Wei's voice sounded in Yan Wanqing's mind. Yan Wanqing couldn't help it, and she walked forward: "Sir, please .”

Take people's money to save people's disasters.

Mr. Fang, don’t blame me. Today is the day you didn’t choose to go ashore. It’s very bad.