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Chapter Eleven: Demonic Attack

The woman in Maili burst into tears, "I really wanted to rush over and hug my daughter, but the moment she raised her head, I knew that that was not my Qianqian."

Her cry revealed a sense of despair, "How could a mother not recognize her child?"

"I was afraid. I was afraid that it would hurt Qianqian. I locked it in the room and listened to that thing begging me in Qianqian's voice. My heart was broken." She wiped away her tears. "I didn't know what to do.

Who are you looking for? I'm just an ordinary woman. I pray to God and worship Buddha, but my Qianqian still hasn't come back."

Her voice was choked with sobs, "You don't know, when I saw your live broadcast at the grocery store, I thought God was still taking care of me."

"I can give you anything! I just want my daughter to be safe."

Her voice was full of fear, sadness and despair, like a drowning person trying desperately to grab duckweeds.

#Oh my god, why didn’t you go to the occult society for help?

#If it doesn’t work, it’s okay to report it to the supervisor!

"Have you never thought about going to the Metaphysical Society?" Yan Qiao asked, his voice a bit complicated.

"What is that?" She sounded a little confused.

What is that? This question made the Xuan Academy students watching the live broadcast a little confused, but what followed was silence.

What is that? It is an inheritance that no one cares about and is almost forgotten. It is a culture that belongs to Xuanyuan.

"I think I can help you," she didn't ask, because there was no need, and the woman in front of her was the one who needed help right now.

"Mom, Mom, please open the door. I am Qianqian! Mom, please open the door!" A girl's shrill scream suddenly came from the mail.

#Oh my god, it sounds so desperate. Are you sure it's an evil spirit?

#Isn’t it really depression?

#Didn’t the anchor say he hit something?

#But I heard that voice too real!

"Mom, open the door for me! Mom, don't you love me anymore? Mom, open the door, open the door!"

There was a violent banging on the door, and the woman's panicked voice sounded again, "Is there any way to anchor..."

"Calm down, where are you now? Is it at the door of the bedroom? If possible, I hope you can turn on the video. I need to see the current situation accurately." Yan Qiao's tone was calm, and with the Qingxin Jue she deliberately incorporated, the woman slowly

Calm down.

"Yes, I'm at the door of Qianqian's bedroom, so I'd like to video chat!" She gritted her teeth and finally turned on the video chat for her daughter's sake.

The picture shook a little at first, and then what appeared in front of them was a woman with scars on her cheeks, cloudy eyes and a slightly stooped back.

The background is a somewhat old and dilapidated room. It can be seen that the mother and daughter are living a very difficult life.

#I seem to understand why Auntie doesn’t want to show her face.

#It’s hard to imagine that there is such a place in Xuanyuan!

#Are they living in a deserted area?

The deserted area is where most homeless people and poor people live. The rent there is cheap and most people working from other places gather there. Because of its remote and desolate location, it is collectively called the deserted area.

"Is this, is this okay?" She became obviously more nervous after showing her face, and her eyes, which were red and swollen from crying, showed a bit of panic.

Yan Qiao said in a gentle tone, "Okay, please change the angle." The electronic optical brain she used was obviously the poorest quality. The picture was still a bit blurry, and it even made the sound of electricity from time to time.

The woman did as she was told, and the scene shifted to the dilapidated bedroom door. Yan Qiao said in a deep voice, "Back off."

The woman subconsciously took a few steps back. In the live broadcast room, Yan Qiao was clasping her hands together with a serious expression. The next moment, the bedroom door in front of her was suddenly knocked away!

#Ahahah!

The screen in the live broadcast room was full of screams, and the door panel flew to a stop in mid-air, and behind the door was a girl with disheveled hair and scarlet eyes.

She bared her teeth and asked, "Mom! Why do you want to lock me up? You don't love me anymore!"

She wanted to rush out, but there seemed to be an invisible wall blocking her way, so she slapped her desperately, "Let me out, let me out! Where is the stinky Taoist priest from meddling in his own business!"

She yelled crazily and looked at the door with extremely greedy eyes.

"You monster! Get out of my daughter's body!"

"Li Qian" tilted her head slightly, and a hoho sound came from her mouth, "It's the person you're looking for, is it her!"

She pointed at Yan Qiao in the live broadcast room and said, "Why are you meddling in your own business, stinky monk?"

Yan Qiao sneered, "It turns out to be a demon. It's true that there is a way to heaven if you don't take it, but there is no door to hell and you can come to it on your own."

She quickly changed the techniques with her hands, "The sky and the earth are infinite, the red fire is radiant!"

At the next moment, the mental power connected to the network where Li Qian's home was located. When the two were combined, a flame appeared out of thin air in front of the evil spirit.

"Little trick!" "Li Qian" roared angrily, then opened her arms and came forward.

Yan Qiao turned his hands fiercely, and the flames rushed into "Li Qian"'s body!

"Qianqian!" the woman screamed in horror.

#Ahhhh it’s so scary!

"Ugh!" A cry of pain came, and a black figure was knocked out.

"Qianqian!" The screen was shaking a little. The woman tried her best to stabilize the electronic optical brain. Looking at the girl slowly falling to the ground in front of her, she wanted to rush over and hug her, but she was worried about ruining Yan Qiao's affairs, and her hands were shaking.

.

The screen shook for a while before stopping. What appeared in front of everyone was a dark thing, "Ahhhh! Where did you come from, little monster!"

That thing screamed angrily, directly frying the fans in the live broadcast room until they were charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

#No, what is this?

"This is a monster, a monster born from the desires of heaven and earth. Once it becomes conscious, it will choose the weak, take over the body and begin to devour the host's soul, flesh and blood." She paused, "Li Qian is very lucky. Although she is not in good health,

, but her will to survive was so strong that she never let the evil spirit succeed."

"It was also because of this that Li Qian's mother noticed that something was wrong with her daughter." She kept her tactics unchanged and faced off against the monster on the other side of the screen. This scene was comparable to the special effects of those blockbusters.

It was also for this reason that Yan Qiao's live broadcast was pushed to the top of the list. Elder Pu and Elder Luo from the Metaphysical Society were dragged into the live broadcast room by Luo Yixiu.

Logically speaking, such a bright sign would have been noticed by people in the past, but today because the scene was so shocking, a group of people stared intently at the demon opposite, and even ignored the two bosses.

It’s really unbelievable. I originally thought it was a virtual idol of a paper man, but the monsters fighting across the screen are no better than the special effects in a movie!

Yan Qiao spoke in a deep voice, "You were born with evil intentions, and your whole body is covered with evil fruits. You will definitely die."
Chapter completed!
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