The Bai family is very wealthy and supports more than a dozen spiritual doctors.
Do you think that only mortals have the suffering of birth, old age, illness and death? Which cultivator does not go against heaven and compete with heaven for life. If you are not careful, you will end up with your soul and soul destroyed. Who would not hesitate to die?
A group of spiritual doctors soon arrived.
Bai Zhan asked them to come forward for diagnosis and treatment one by one. His heart was hanging in the air and he was very uneasy.
Before this, he had never taken Ye Qingcheng's words to heart. After all, who would believe the words of a loser, but she actually awakened to the medical knowledge.
After more than a dozen spiritual doctors looked at him, they came to the conclusion that Bai Zhan was in very good health, and even if he wanted to have more sons, that would be the case.
After hearing this, Bai Zhan became more and more uneasy. He frowned, calmed down, and took out a talisman from his storage bag.
The bright yellow talisman burned the moment it touched the air.
Bai Zhan looked at the dancing flames and immediately stood up, assuming a welcoming posture.
Who on earth could make him so cautious?
Soon, the air around him fluctuated.
The next second.
A black figure quietly appeared in front of him.
"Greetings, sir." Bai Zhan immediately stepped forward and saluted.
The man was dressed in jet-black robes and a wide hat, covering his face tightly, revealing only a pair of brown eyes, glowing with a faint light, which made people's hearts stagnate for no reason, and even his breathing became lighter.
Bai Zhan stated his needs and then carefully handed over his hand.
The man in black glanced at him and snorted coldly: "Looking at your ability, are you so afraid of death? I have seen it and there are no traces of poisoning on your body."
"Thank you, sir." Bai Zhan breathed a sigh of relief. A stern look flashed in his eyes. Damn it, that good-for-nothing Ye Qingcheng dared to lie to him and bring the Bai family into disrepute. He would never let her go easily.
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The brown eyes of the man in black rolled up with a murderous look, and his voice was extremely low, with a bit of hoarseness, "I heard that the good-for-nothing that your Bai family despises has awakened to the medical knowledge. Whether it is true or not, she can
It’s really an eyesore.”
Bai Zhan's back stiffened, and a chill crept up his back. He was anxious to express his position, and then heard the man in black say again: "You know what to do, right?"
"Please rest assured, sir, I will never let her live to see the sun tomorrow."
"Very good, then I will wait for your good news. Remember to use this. I guarantee that everything will be safe." After Bai Zhan respectfully handed over a storage bag, the man in black handed him a porcelain bottle and disappeared.
Bai Zhan pinched the porcelain vase, laughed ferociously, and immediately ordered someone to deliver the porcelain vase to Bai Yichen.
It's quiet at night.
It takes about a day to wash the marrow and cut the bones. Ye Chong and the others have not come out since they entered the room. As for Ye Zheng, he is even more of an idiot. He dived into the book of talismans and read so much that he forgot all about sleep and food. He had long forgotten what year it was.
The Ye family was so poor that they didn't have many servants, so this was convenient for Ye Qingcheng. She knew that tonight would be particularly lively, so she changed into a more mysterious magic circle as soon as night fell. She couldn't notice anything from the outside, but once she stepped inside
The killing array will be triggered immediately, and you will be invited to enter the urn directly.
Xu Zhongshou stood outside Ye Qingcheng's room and noticed a hint of urgency. His eyes changed and he lowered his voice and said, "Girl, here we come."
In the room, Ye Qingcheng was lying lazily on the soft couch. Two white paper figures were kneeling at her feet. They had delicate features and charming looks. They were no worse than modern little meats. One of them was beating her legs, and the other one was beating her legs.
If someone pinches her feet, the peak of her life will be nothing more than this.
"Yeah!" She responded lightly, without even raising her eyelids.
Xu Zhong couldn't help but become nervous.
Under the cover of night, Bai Yichen sneaked into Ye's house quietly with dozens of strong men. His eyes were cold and solemn, and he had a smile that was sure to win. Tonight was the day Ye Qingcheng died.
It's a pity that imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel.
The moment they stepped into Ye's house, the killing array was triggered, and the scene in front of them suddenly changed. Thick white mist directly replaced the dark night, and the eyes were filled with white, as if they were in a fairyland, which made people feel nervous.
"Where are the people?" Bai Yichen glanced around angrily, and suddenly a scream came from behind him.
He was so frightened that his anus tightened, and he suddenly looked back behind him.
"Ah..." The fog blocked his sight, and he saw nothing. There was another scream, and there was a pungent smell of blood in the air.
Damn it, what the hell is going on?
He was so angry that he didn't dare to move. Screams kept coming and going in his ears, and each one was a familiar sound to him. The most painful thing was that people kept dying around him, and he didn't know when it would be his turn.
Bai Yichen cursed in a low voice. He tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart and looked around vigilantly, intending to activate his spiritual power. Only then did he realize that he could no longer use his spiritual power.
"I know, this is a magic circle, and we are all trapped in the magic circle." This discovery did not make him feel at ease, but made him more frightened. There are very few people in the world of cultivation who can set up magic circles.
So he didn't think about it at first.
How is this possible? Someone in the Ye family can actually set up such a powerful magic circle...
"Ah..." There was another shrill scream. The sound rang in his ears. Bai Yichen clearly realized that the man was beside him and was killed under his nose. There was even a warm voice.
Blood splattered on his face, but he didn't notice it before.
At this moment, he was really scared.
"Dad, dad, please come and save me!" He tremblingly crushed the transmission talisman, but received no response. He understood that this magic circle not only had the function of confining spiritual power, but could also block all news.
"Bang!" Just when he was confused, a heavy object that still had warmth hit his back accurately. He knew that it was a dead person.
"Ah..." He couldn't control his panic anymore.
The next moment, the corpse that hit him disappeared for no apparent reason.
This magic circle seemed to be tailor-made for him. People were dying very close to him. He could hear the sounds, even the sound of their bodies being penetrated, and there was blood spraying on his face, but he couldn't help but feel anything.
He couldn't see it, let alone know whether he would be next.
The last tense string in his heart broke with a clang. He was so frightened that he held his head in his hands, curled up into a ball, and squatted on the ground shivering.
Until there was silence all around, there was no sound anymore, as if he was the only one left in the world, abandoned and forgotten...
"Ah... come here! Let me out. I am the young master of the Bai family. If anything happens to me, everyone in the Ye family will have to be buried with me." He shouted with red eyes and lost his mind.
His eyes were completely white, and the only response to him was deathly silence. His whole body collapsed, and he kept tearing his hair, like a furious beast.
Xu Zhong stood guard outside the magic circle. For a moment, Bai Yichen was dominated by fear and began to mutilate himself. Listening to the tragic screams, his scalp was numb. Perhaps because of standing for a long time, his legs were a little weak.
Yes, he just stood there for a long time. It's not that he's afraid. Really, he's not afraid at all...
Ye Qingcheng slowly turned over. The trick doctors had done all kinds of immoral things, and there were enemies everywhere. If she didn't have the skills to stand by her, the grass on her grave could be used to build an eighteen-story high-rise building.
She half-squinted her eyes, with an evil smile on her face, and raised her foot across the tender face of the little paper man, "Guess who else dares to break in among the trash guarding the door.