The Powerful Wife: The Nation’s Strongest Goddess

Chapter 81
She didn't even move her hair, and even her cat was still crawling on the sofa, so she let out a wanton breath at this moment.

This... What does this mean?
There was a dead silence in the living room.

Feng Ya covered her chest and panted continuously: "We suffered a backlash. The opponent...the opponent was stronger than I thought, and I...missed."

While talking, he turned his head to look at Yun Mo with difficulty. When she was sent flying, Chu Yunmo actually caught her, and with a wave of his hand, he blocked the backlash against her. The main force, the damage she suffered should be far more than that, but... this...

In this unbelievable silence, Li Xing, who had been holding the water glass with a dull face, suddenly shook his hand, and the water glass fell down and hit the ground, followed by a sudden change on the expressionless face. , covered his head with his hand, bean-sized beads of sweat rolled out quickly on his forehead, his complexion instantly turned from red to pale without a trace of blood, and he fell backwards.

"No, that man has started to steal his soul again." Xu Fan, who was crawling on the ground, changed his expression and shouted: "Stop him, or else he will be deprived of a soul, and he will die without life."

Li Chentu, who was still in a daze, came back to his senses, and couldn't help jumping up, the two most powerful people here had already climbed down, who else could he look for?who?
At this moment, Yun Mo, who had been sitting still, finally moved.

Reaching out to put Feng Ya on the sofa, Yun Mo stood up and walked in front of Li Xing, tapped his right finger on the center of his brow, and wiped his eyes with both fingers.

Immediately, Yun Mo saw a faint figure and five small balls of light emerging from Li Xing's head, and was about to leave.

Lihun, someone is forcibly depriving Li Xun of the remaining two souls and five souls.

There is one soul, here are two souls and five souls.

Yun Mo shook his head, opened his mouth and bit his index finger, forcing a drop of blood onto Li Xing's Baihui acupoint on the top of his head.

Immediately, everyone in the living room saw the situation of the soul above Li Xing's head. This is not depriving one soul, but depriving two souls and five souls. Damn, things are about to happen.

Feng Ya and Xu Fan's expressions were even more pale. Oops, they made a mistake, they are not the same soul, and something serious will happen.

Before the two roared loudly, Yun Mo's bloody fingers randomly drew a rune in the air. The rune flashed in the air and then sank into Li Xing's body. The ball of light immediately returned to Li Xing's body and did not come out again.

A talisman fixed the five souls that were acting vigorously, and Yun Mo grabbed the two souls that were about to lose their bodies with a backhand.

It was originally an invisible thing, but in Yun Mo's hands, it was as if he was an entity, directly grabbed by Yun Mo, and dragged back vigorously.

Flipping his palm, Yun Mo grabbed the soul and pressed it into Li Xing's body with a slap.Simple and rude, it seems as convenient as pressing the standing person down directly.

This soul returned to Li Xing's body, and Li Xing, whose face was pale just now and almost died of pain, calmed down instantly, the person stopped trembling, and traces of blood appeared on his pale face again.

Everything was just a momentary effort, everyone just felt dazzled, and Li Xing, who was about to collapse just now, had already recovered.

This time, everyone stared at Yun Mo dumbfounded, this... this is impossible.

How could a star in the entertainment industry be so powerful without mentioning Feng Shui? Could it be that he practiced it and was not captured? It's fake, right?
Compared with Li Shentu who didn't understand at all and Cheng Daozhang who was half-filled with water, Xu Fan and Feng Ya from Longhu Mountain were really shocked.

The two looked at each other, and Xu Fan's arrogance could hardly be maintained: "...the soul-suppressing talisman."

What Chu Yunmo painted just now was the real soul-suppressing talisman. He was lucky enough to see it once at his master's place, but it doesn't require talisman paper, incense and bathing, or concentration to draw it?Just stretch out your hand to draw in such a void, and the power is still so powerful, this...

Isn't this Chu Yunmo a teenage girl? Isn't she an old witch? How can she do things that even his master can't do?

Feng Ya covered her chest and opened her mouth wide to look at Yun Mo, grabbed the soul and pulled it back, just press it back into the body?So easy to hold the other party's soul-snatching?Just like this lightly, the detached soul was returned to its original body?

Can things be that simple?Why did she never know?
In the eyes of everyone who was about to drop their jaws in shock, Yun Mo knelt down and supported Li Xing: "How is it now?"

Li Xing couldn't speak now, Li Shentu subconsciously wanted to answer.

Seeing that his eyes were still relatively dull, Li Xing pressed his head and looked tired: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Ah, son is awake? He can talk? Is he all right?" Li Chentu's wife was about to rush towards Li Xing in surprise.

Yun Mo stopped him with a wave of his hand, frowned and looked at Li Xing who was still rather dull, then turned his head to look at Li Shentu and said, "Tell me his birth date."

If Li Shentu first thought that Yun Mo was here to make money, and now he still doesn't understand, it's a shameless person.

Immediately, the eyes looking at Yun Mo changed, and became full of respect and gratitude. At this moment, seeing Yun Mo who had been lazily looking serious, he knew that there might be a big problem, and he did not hide it at all: "1990 X month X day."

Yunmo's fingers pinched continuously, counting quickly.

Li Chentu wiped the cold sweat off his face, and waited quietly for Yunmo.

After two or three minutes, Yun Mo raised his head expressionlessly and looked up at Li Chentu who was waiting quietly: "Your ancestral grave has been passive."

"The ancestral grave has been passive?" Li Chentu was taken aback.

Someone moved their Li family's ancestral grave?

While he was in a daze, the female physiogist beside him tugged at the corner of Cheng Daozhang's clothes in shock: "Can this be calculated?"

What a joke, a birth date can even be calculated from the ancestral grave passively. Isn't this a bit too illusory and fake?

The corner of Cheng Daozhang's mouth twitched, and he snorted habitually: "Nonsense, fortune-telling is nothing more than looking at the appearance and the latest disasters. What passive things can be calculated from the ancestral graves? I'm afraid it will be a fairy if you can figure it out?

I think some people may have some skills, but don't exaggerate. We are all in the same industry. Although our skills are not that great, we know how far we can go in this industry. "

Yun Mo raised his eyes and glanced at the sarcastic Taoist priest: "Can your level compare with mine?"

"you……"

"Meow……"

What are you, you are just an incompetent Taoist priest, what are you talking about here, dare to disturb me and throw you out.

Daju impatiently jumped to Cheng Daozhang's side, showing his paws and threatening his face.

(End of this chapter)