90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 70

"Brother Ajun, please go back to Uncle Shi's side first." Anzi didn't even turn her head back. She was thinking about where to throw this thing.

Lu Jun instinctively wanted to refuse, but he remembered what Anzi had told him, that not being a drag was the greatest help he could do, so he swallowed his words and walked silently to Shi Yongan.

There is a defensive formation set up by Anzi here, so it is very safe.

The training ground where Huo Jue was sitting was filled with densely packed talismans, and countless formations were drawn around him with red lines. Huo Jue was sitting in the middle of the formation.

Anzi suddenly had an idea and looked at Huo Jue, "Huo Jue, are you sure?"

Huo Jue nodded, and fearing that Anzi couldn't see clearly, he replied loudly, "Yes."

Anzi didn't say anything more. He took a few steps back and started to run, then jumped, and finally landed steadily one step in front of Huo Jue.

At the same time, the real Huo Changsheng, with the people he had arranged long ago, followed Zhang Zhaonian and surrounded Huo Jue's yard.

Huo Changsheng was worried about something unexpected happening and his heart was in a knot, but Zhang Zhaonian didn't feel anything. He leaned against the door frame and leisurely counted the talismans in his backpack.

"Mr. Huo, don't worry too much. My master is very powerful. She and my master's wife can be said to be the most powerful masters in Hong Kong." Zhang Zhaofeng was carrying a large bag of talismans. He felt the most secure at the time, not to mention that Anzi also prepared a peach wood sword for him.

Huo Changsheng glanced at him and sighed inwardly.

I always feel that this master-disciple pair is not very reliable.

Although the old men and women made the Ruan family's incident sound incredible, and were soon silenced by the Ruan family in various ways, Huo Changsheng, as the current head of the Huo family, naturally had to be skeptical for the sake of the Huo family's future.

If Huo Jue cannot overcome this mortal danger, the Huo family will soon be destroyed.

Sad...

Seeing that he was worried, Zhang Zhaonian generously took out a few talismans from his bag and said, "Mr. Huo, here, take them. Don't be polite to me. The talismans drawn by my master are really effective."

Huo Changsheng was stuffed with a few talismans, and his face became even more worried and uneasy. What was going on?

Just when he was feeling upset, the bodyguards around him suddenly let out an uncontrollable cry of surprise.

Huo Changsheng looked in the direction they were looking and saw a large black cloud rising above the yard.

Immediately afterwards, a huge black shadow appeared in the dark cloud and continued to rise into the air.

Then, before Huo Changsheng could react, a large golden net flashed in the air and pressed the black shadow back into the yard.

Huo Changsheng: …

Zhang Zhaonian exclaimed "Wow!" and quickly leaned over the crack of the door, ready to watch his master show off his prowess and beat the thing to pieces. However, he didn't expect Huo Changsheng to be faster than him and occupied the best viewing position in no time, which made him so angry that he stomped his feet.

In the yard, the black shadow gradually revealed its true appearance.

With thick eyebrows, small eyes, a broad face, a long nose, and high cheekbones, it is obvious that he is not from the Central Plains. He looks more like... Mongolian?

He was wearing fur armor, a helmet with a fur edge, and holding a long curved sword that looked very cold.

Anzi nodded to Huo Jue, who pursed his lips and took off his glasses without hesitation.

As he took off his glasses, the martial spirit of Huo Qubing, holding a single hook spear, slowly emerged behind him.

"I didn't expect that I would actually wait for you..." The black shadow grinned evilly and suddenly swung his sword. A sharp black sword energy went straight towards the martial spirit behind Huo Jue.

Huo Jue's eyes glowed with gold. He raised his hand calmly. The Wuhun behind him also raised his spear. They slashed at the same time, and the knife energy was easily resolved by them. Seeing this, Anzi took out a stack of talismans from the space and threw them out one by one. The golden net in the sky was to prevent the evil spirit from going out to kill innocent people, while the formation on the ground was for Huo Jue and Wuhun.

After all, she relied on these talismans to forcibly increase the combat effectiveness of Huo Jue and Wu Hun. They had just made a move when three talismans on the ground spontaneously combusted, and they had to fill them up quickly.

"You are... Uwe?"

Huo Jue looked up at the evil spirit in mid-air, and the martial spirit behind him spoke uncertainly.

Wu Wei's eyes widened, "It's your grandpa!"

Wu Hun shook the spear in his hand, and Huo Jue quickly made hand gestures.

In an instant, the martial spirit left Huo Jue's body and the spear stabbed straight into Wu Wei's chest.

"Since I was able to kill you once, I can kill you a second time now. Hun, die!"

Wu Wei raised his long sword to block, and did not forget to belittle him, "What can you use to kill me? I am now a ghost king, and you are just a martial spirit!"

Hearing him talk about the ghost king of his own side, Anzi narrowed his eyes and opened his third eye to look in the direction of the fight.

Nothing could be seen on Wuhun, only chaos. However, the ghost king named Wuwei was different. The chaotic battlefield, killing people for fun... In the end, it was frozen on the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner in his ghost domain space.

He was probably a poor guy, and there weren't many things in the ghost space. A few big boxes and a Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner were all his belongings.

Anzi curled his lips. She was so poor that she didn't even bother to snatch it. No one else could do that.

The spears and swords collided with each other, and every move was dazzling.

Lu Jun moved his fingers slightly, trying hard to remember the techniques they used in fighting. These were truly practical killing skills.

Shi Yongan clenched his fists, his heart was in high gear. The ghost king whom Wu Hun called "Wu Wei" was obviously no ordinary person. If it weren't for the formations set up by the young master, Wu Hun and Huo Jue might have died without a burial place as soon as the two sides met.

No wonder he had seen his beloved disciple die suddenly today. So this is the case.

Anzi thought a little more than him, although not much more.

Wuhun and Wuwei obviously know each other and have a mortal feud. Huo Qubing was a man of the Han Dynasty, reincarnated as Huo Jue, and left behind Wuhun, who had an accident and had been lying on his back, so it is understandable that Wuhun was weakened.

But Wu Wei had been dead for more than a thousand years. Even if he was not capable enough to become a Ghost Emperor or a Ghost Lord, he should at least be a Ghost King, right? How did he become a Ghost King?

Too weak!
Anzi stared with dead fish eyes, waved his little hand, and several talismans flew out to replenish the talismans that had just burned out in the formation.

When Uwe saw her movements, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and he raised his long knife and slashed at her.

It was all because of this damn girl's trick of setting up this formation, otherwise he would have killed that bastard Huo Qubing long ago!
As expected, none of the people in the Central Plains are good people! They all deserve to be killed!

With a thrust of his martial spirit spear, he was able to accurately catch Wu Wei's moves even though he and Huo Jue shared a pair of eyes.

Anzi didn't even bother to look at Wu Wei. It was no big deal. He had finally become rich, so he didn't dare to be affected by his poverty.

This cause and effect from thousands of years ago needs to be resolved by Huo Jue himself. Perhaps this is the reason why Huo Qubing separated his martial soul when he was reincarnated.

　I feel sleepy as soon as I type today. I feel sleepy as soon as I type today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)