Good evening, Lord Hades

Hearing this, I've basically made a rough picture of the matter.

Whether it is the tragedy of the master's family many years ago or the evil affairs of the Chinese teacher's family now, all kinds of things are dissected bit by bit with Huang Mengxia's words just now.

Cruel truth, let my heart faint some depression.

It was as if there was a big stone pressing there, which made me feel exhausted in breathing.

"If you tell me all this, you won't be afraid that I will take revenge on you? Don't forget, I'm the Chen family, too! " I said to Huang Mengxia coldly.

Huang Mengxia was still immersed in the past. When she heard my words, she suddenly laughed.

"Yes, you are the Chen family, but even if you know, what can you do? From the day I planned to avenge my daughter, I began to practice the skill left by my mother. Do you think that you alone can really do anything to me? "

Her tone was arrogant, and she was obviously well prepared before she appeared.

But I still have no intention of flinching.

After all, it's not only about the hatred of Shifu's family, but also about the lives of some of them!

I gathered to gather facial expression, staring at Huang Mengxia.

"No, how do you know I can't do anything to you? Just now you said that you want to test me to see if I can break the illusion you created with the magic. Then you have a good look. Today I'll use the Chen family's method to break your skills and make you lose heart and soul! "

With that, I bit my middle finger and used it to draw fast in the void.

This move was actually read in the pamphlet given to me by my master before.

Although I don't know whether it's useful or not, because at the moment I can only think of this move, I can only take a chance to try it.

Thinking about this, the action of the pictograph in my hand is faster and faster. It's just like beating chicken blood.

Fortunately, those amulets I drew in the void are not in vain. As time goes on, they actually begin to emit bursts of golden light, illuminating this dreamland.

I put my hands together and recited a mantra in my heart. Then I began to change my movements and produced one complicated fingerprint after another.

With the blessing of fingerprints, those golden lights suddenly become brighter and brighter, just like the noon sun.

Huang Mengxia was a little confused. She didn't know what I was doing.

I slightly raised the corner of my mouth, then opened my hand and drank: "go!"

Those golden incantations, like remote control, consciously fly to the eight directions of the dreamland, and connect with each other hand in hand.

As time goes by, those golden incantations are getting closer and closer, and finally the whole dreamland is wrapped up into a cicada pupa.

Mirage, crumbling.

Huang Mengxia finally responded. She was not reconciled, so she sat on the ground cross legged and began to recite a bunch of incantations that I couldn't understand.

Xu gets more energy from the incantation, and dreamland starts to break away from the golden incantation.

Seeing this scene, I quickly made a cut in my palm with a knife, and then raised my hand to shake the blood.

Blood, it's all over the place.

But most of them are still cast on the golden incantations that tightly bind the dreamland.

With the nourishment of blood, the light of golden mantra is several times bigger than before.

Mirage, of course, is honestly entangled, can not move.

Huang Mengxia was a little flustered and tried her best to recite incantations there, hoping to give greater energy to the dreamland.

Unfortunately, since my golden mantra has grown several sizes, the dreamland she set is no longer under her control.

"How could that be? It's impossible! It's clearly written in the secret script of Wushu left by grandma. It can't be clamped down by you, absolutely not! " Huang Mengxia's mood suddenly becomes crazy.

I sneered and said slowly, "do you think your grandmother could kill my Shifu's family with Wushu in those years, and you can defeat me with Wushu today? Don't dream

Trying to taste the failure, Huang Mengxia is angry now, with a pair of eyes full of hatred and disgust staring at me.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe your Chen family's method can break the magic handed down by my grandmother! "

I shrugged my shoulders and said innocently, "seriously, I don't believe our Chen family's Dharma is so powerful, but sometimes the truth is in front of me, even if you don't believe it!"

Huang Mengxia was not convinced and was ready to recite some more incantations.

But I'm not going to give her another chance!

I grabbed the golden mantras in eight directions with both hands, and they approached me one after another as if they were real objects, but they refused to let go of the environment they were entangled with.

This kind of feeling is like a pocket. As long as you gently pull the tightness of the edge of the pocket, you can firmly trap the things in the pocket.

And now, Huang Mengxia's fantasy created by her technique has been under my control!

I took a deep breath, then suddenly relaxed my hand and yelled, "broken!"

See those golden charms as if met a bomb, "boom" all burst.

The dreamland is fading away.

Everything is back to what it was before.

The Chinese teacher is still sitting on the floor dying.

And Zhou Xiaolan is still struggling in bed, as if he wants to jump up and eat people at any time.

Even the door was knocked from outside by Ma Dongdong.

"Seventeen, have you finished talking with Mr. Yang? We're so anxious to wait outside! " Ma Dongdong urged.

I hesitated a little, strode over to open the door, and saw Ma Dongdong, the husband of the Chinese teacher and the representative of the Chinese class at the door, looking at me worried.

"Seventeen, what happened? Has the matter been settled? Is there anything I can do for you Ma Dongdong is as warm-hearted as before.

I watched them carefully and made sure there was no problem before I let them into the room.

Ma Dongdong has sharp eyes. As soon as he comes in, he sees Zhou Xiaolan struggling in bed.

"This... What's this? She was still in a coma before we went out. How could she wake up after such a short time? And... And it's fierce, like cannibalism! " Ma Dongdong is tongue tied.

I have some helplessness, sighed and looked at Huang Mengxia standing not far away: "this is about to ask her!"

"She... Who is she? When we went out before, there was no her in the room. Where did she come from? "

"She was the mother of a student of Mr. Yang many years ago. That student committed suicide. In order to avenge her daughter, she used an evil trick uploaded by her ancestors to make the daughter of the Chinese teacher ill, which led to the following series of things!"

I briefly explained the cause and effect to them, so that they would not be as confused as a monk.