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Chapter 898: Solution

There was another thing Lu Fan didn't tell Kong Chan.

That's because he is here too, so Ma Tianxiong will not miss this precious opportunity that he can eliminate in one fell swoop.

He will definitely use any means necessary to capture this villa tonight.

Revenge and consolidate rule.

While talking, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Master, we haven't found Senior Brother Kong Qing. He hasn't come back since he left last night, and his phone is also turned off."

Master Kong Chan looked gloomy when he heard this. This string of Buddhist beads was given to him by Kong Qing, and he has been carrying it with him all this time.

But I didn't expect that there was actually a monitor installed on it.

All his words and deeds are exposed to the ears of outsiders, how can he not be angry?

"Keep looking until I find him."

"Moreover, after you find him, no matter where he is or who is around him, tie him up immediately and make him kneel at the door to see me!"

Just as Kong Chan ordered people to find Kong Qing, Lu Fan also sent a message to Kong Zhuyin, asking him to find this person too.

Because if nothing unexpected happens, Kong Qing may never return to the Bodhisattva Gate.

Then, he looked at Master Kongchan and said, "Master Kongchan, I came to Jinling this time because I actually have one thing that I want to ask you for in person."

Master Kongchan nodded: "Please speak."

"Blood Spell."

Lu Fan said calmly: "I would like to ask Master Kong Chan to break the blood spell in Zhong Ziyan's body. The Blood Medicine Sect and I can cooperate with you without reservation, as long as you are willing to take action to solve this problem."

By the end, Lu Fan's tone turned into pleading.

His main purpose of venturing out of Nandu and coming to Jinling this time was to find a way to break the blood spell.

Moreover, from the beginning, only Tang Huanxi and Zhong Ziyan were troubled by the blood spell, but now there is another Liu Yingying.

Lu Fan has reason to believe that if he does not find a way to break the blood spell, even if he does not die in the hands of Wuntaklin in the end, the people around him will be tortured to death by her bit by bit, killing and killing people.

Nothing more than that.

"It seems that you have a good relationship with Zhong Boyong."

Master Kongchan nodded: "As the leader of the Bodhisattva Sect, I have indeed done a lot of research on some of the witchcraft introduced to our country from Southeast Asia over the years."

"Especially for evil spells like blood spells, I hate them even more."

"But these are still limited to theoretical aspects. I originally planned to take advantage of this offseason to meet Miss Zhong, but it was delayed because Ma Tianxiong suddenly changed the rules of the competition."

He looked at Lu Fan and said, "But don't worry, since I have promised the head of the Zhong family to cure her daughter's disease, I will definitely not break my promise."

"And now I can't even protect myself. At this critical moment, if I drag the Zhong family into it, I'm afraid it will have a bad impact."

Seeing that Master Kongchan thought he was Zhong Boyong's lobbyist, Lu Fan shook his head helplessly and said: "I beg you to treat me, not only for Zhong Ziyan, but more importantly, because of my wife."

"Your wife?"

Master Kongchan was stunned: "Is your wife also under the blood spell?"

Lu Fan did not speak. At this time, a beautiful figure stood up and came to Kong Chan, and said softly: "Master Kong Chan."

"Oh, Miss Liu."

Master Kongchan glanced at her and was about to speak.

But his expression changed: "You are not a sister, you are a sister!"

Liu Yingying nodded: "Thank you, Master Kongchan."



Bellagio.

In a luxurious presidential suite.

Wearing silk pajamas, with a tired look on his face, Kong Qing walked from the bedroom into the living room, holding a wine glass in his hand, and sat on the soft sofa.

In front of him, there was already sitting a man in his forties. He had a square face and slightly dark skin, but his sharp and terrifying eyes seemed to be able to penetrate everything. Compared with him, Kong Qing was weak just in terms of momentum.

A lot.

Kong Qing also had great respect for this person and said politely: "Mr. Ma, the sect has called me dozens of times and asked me to go back quickly. I will definitely not be able to return to the sect. According to Kong Chan's instructions

Temper, knowing that I installed a bug on him, even if he didn't know that Kong Ming died in my hands, he wouldn't let me go so easily."

"So, you have to find a way for me."

"What if I get out of here and get caught by people from the Bodhisattva Sect, and if I accidentally spill the beans and get into big trouble, I'm afraid it won't be very good for your Ma family, right?"


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