Demon, she is handsome and pretty

Chapter 7

The soul search technique is a skill that specifically targets the soul, and can detect the state of the soul.It takes a lot of spiritual power to use it once, and it can't be slowed down for ten days and a half months, so it is generally not used lightly.

In the world of all spirits, it is rare to encounter such a case of seizing a house for hundreds of years, but there are many ghosts possessed by lonely souls and wild ghosts, and he is actually searching for souls when he makes a move, which is really accurate and ruthless...

As spiritual power poured into his body, Xiao Li's mind gradually went blank, and he closed his eyes in a daze.

Feng Morong's fingers were still pointing at the center of her brows, and the breaths of the two were intertwined, forming a powerful barrier.

The powerful fluctuation of spiritual power made Chen hide away in fright, and asked fearfully, "What is the national teacher doing?"

Xiao Zecheng hid to the side as well, and thoughtfully said, "This is a soul search technique, the national teacher is suspicious... Xiao Li was taken away by some expert."

Chen said with a pale face, "It really is."

The murderous look in Xiao Zecheng's eyes became a little stronger, and he snorted coldly, "It's better to let the national teacher kill her, so we don't need to dirty our hands."

It doesn't matter whether Xiao Li was taken away or his temperament changed drastically, as long as his death is justified.

There can only be one eldest lady in this mansion, and that is his first daughter Xiao Ying.

"I offended the girl." Xiao Zecheng was still secretly complacent, Feng Morong over there had finished investigating, and took back two steps with his spiritual power.

What do you mean by listening to this...

The husband and wife looked at it in surprise at the same time, and Chen even exclaimed, "Could the national teacher be wrong? Our Li'er is really not controlled by some dirty thing?"

Xiao Zecheng couldn't help but said, "This is impossible, National Teacher, why don't I trouble you to be more careful..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a cold stare on him, he hurriedly stopped his words, lowered his head and dared not make a sound.

Feng Morong had already sat back to her original seat, her amber eyes were deep and unwavering, "Mr. Xiao is doubting this seat's cultivation? Or suspecting that this seat is protecting her?"

The tone was light, and it was impossible to tell whether it was joy or anger.

Xiao Zecheng was so frightened that he knelt down and kowtowed, "It's the lower officials who are confused, the national teacher forgives the sin."

"Forgive me, teacher." Chen also knelt down, feeling a little more hatred towards Xiao Li in his heart.

It was this bastard who caused trouble, and caused the husband and wife to make the national teacher unhappy.

Xiao Li recovered from his confusion, and saw the couple kneeling below him at a glance, gloated and said with a smile, "Why are you kowtowing this year? Why don't you seal a red envelope for the two of you? Come on, reward."

How dare this bastard insult them like this...

Xiao Zecheng's face distorted all of a sudden, he gritted his teeth hard and forced out a smile, "A Li, I'm your boss..."

"Shut up." Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Li suddenly shouted angrily, picked up the fruit plate in front of him and threw it at him, "Is there an elder like you? I, Xiao Li, have to swallow my anger and be beaten and scolded by your family." Is it the right way? If you resist a little, you will be taken away? Clay figurines are even a bit temperamental, not to mention that I, Xiao Li, have never been easy to provoke."

Xiao Zecheng was taken aback by the shattered tiles, he held back his anger and stood up, forcing out a gentle smile, "Li'er, I didn't expect you to have so many complaints. It's uncle's fault. Uncle is busy with business. I seldom take care of family affairs, and have been neglecting you. Forget it, let's talk about it in front of the national teacher today. Tell me what grievances you have, and uncle will definitely make the decision for you."

Xiao Li snorted coldly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Morong, "Okay, then let's make it clear, what do you mean by asking the national teacher to come and pretend to be a ghost?"

(End of this chapter)