Chapter 512 Hey, let’s go
Yang Fan’s words made Qiao Cian and Xiao Xiao instantly come to their senses. If this person’s life is really linked to the lives of so many people, then even if others die, he will not die. , will also be injured.
Why would he do something so harmful to others and not beneficial to himself?
Unless he is lying, the lives of those who are forced to wear jewelry have nothing to do with him!
Qiao Cian took a closer look at Matchmaker He's soul again. His soul was wrapped with countless black threads, but if he looked carefully, he could see that those black threads that continuously conveyed white light and gave him luck were just Resting lightly on his soul.
It was completely different from the black lines on the side that seemed to be spreading out of his body.
Qiao Cian figured out that only the lives of those who traded with him were related to him, and those innocent people wearing jewelry were not related to his lives.
Now she was relieved.
The pain of broken bones spread throughout the body. Matchmaker He's face was so painful that he was twisted in pain. He was in pain and fear. This man could even see this.
But so what, the lives of those who traded with him are still connected to him, and those are hundreds of lives.
He didn't believe that she dared to kill him like this. The man said: The cause and effect of these people's deaths will be blamed on them, not him.
No cultivator is willing to take so many human lives, nor would he dare.
This is the reason why he is most confident.
Matchmaker He said proudly, "If you don't believe it, just kill me."
"It's a good deal to have so many people accompany me!"
Yang Fan snorted coldly, "Then go to hell and reunite with them!"
She raised her right hand lightly, and the copper coin sword originally in Qiao Cian's hand fell out of her control and hung high in the air, with the tip of the sword facing Matchmaker He's heart tapped lightly with his fingertips, and the copper coin sword quickly flew towards Matchmaker He.
Matchmaker He didn't expect that she would really dare to kill him. He stared blankly at the copper coin sword that was getting closer and closer to him, his mind went blank and he couldn't make any reaction.
“Stop!”
A strange male voice came, and then a piece of talisman flew in from the window. Just as the copper coin sword was about to stab He Matchmaker’s head, the talisman was about to The copper coin sword missed and passed through Matchmaker He's arm in an instant.
Matchmaker He: "Ah!"
Qiao Cian and Xiao Xiao looked at the living room window at the same time and found that there was suddenly a 'Spider-Man' on the window.
Still a bald Spider-Man.
Qiao Cian stared at the Spider-Man, feeling vaguely familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.
"Fellow Taoist, please open the window for me." Spider-Man outside the window pulled at the window and shouted loudly, with a ferocious expression.
"Master Patriarch..." Xiao Xiao shouted softly.
Yang Fan raised his hand and waved, and the copper coin sword inserted in Matchmaker He's arm returned to Qiao Cian's hand again, and then he walked towards the window.
Qiao Cian looked at the copper coin sword that returned to her hand again with a complicated expression. Although she was very happy that her ancestor killed the bad guy with her copper coin sword, after all, it was her weapon. Can she be a little bit more careful? Recognize the consciousness?
Why did you go as soon as the Patriarch waved his hand? You at least hesitated a little.
The copper coin sword suddenly shook, as if it felt her complaints, and reacted dissatisfiedly. The power of the boss is too powerful, I can't hesitate if I want to!
Okay, okay, I forgive you. Qiao Cian shook his copper coin sword, then raised his eyes to look at Yang Fan.
Yang Fan had already walked to the window, and Spider-Man outside looked at her excitedly, "Fellow Taoist, help me open the window."
"Okay." Yang Fan curled his lips and smiled, holding his hand He held the window handle and pushed it out gently. The face of the person lying on the window changed drastically, "Wait a minute..."
Hey, let's go!
"Pa!" "Ah!"
The heavy object fell to the ground and the man's cry of pain sounded one after another.
He was patronizing and wanted to come in, but he didn't expect that the window opened to the outside. "Who is throwing garbage downstairs again? Do you have any sense of ethics?" Suddenly an angry female voice came from upstairs, cursing, and her voice was very abrupt in the quiet night.
Xiao Xiao: "..."
Qiao Cian: "..."
"...Master Patriarch, that person won't fall to death, right?" Xiao Xiao asked worriedly.
Qiao Cian touched his chin with one hand and thought, "Probably not. If he died, he wouldn't be able to make a sound."
"Then I'll be relieved," Xiao Xiao breathed a sigh of relief , "It's quite troublesome to deal with corpses at night."
Yang Fan, who was closing the window, paused for a moment, and Qiao Cian turned his head to look at Xiao Xiao with a look of shock.
Xiao Xiao didn’t know why, and tilted her little head, looking very cute and cute, “What’s wrong, Senior Sister Qiao?”
Qiao Cian shook his head, "It's nothing."
Although cruel is a bit cruel, the little junior sister is still cute.
Yang Fan closed the window. Matchmaker He was seriously injured. Even if he could run now, he couldn't run away.
Meanwhile, his pain was felt by the men he had dealt with in various places.
Those who are connected to his destiny, their birth, old age, illness and death will not affect him, but they can feel his birth, old age, illness and death, and all the pain that occurs in his body.
For example, Yao Wanyong, who is being held in the NC City Bureau, is being held in the interrogation room.
Suddenly, he felt a pain in his body as if he had been punched hard. The pain made him curl up with a ferocious expression.
Then there was a pain in his back. After a while, he felt that his shoulder was broken, and one arm seemed to have been stabbed with a red-hot knife. It was painful and hot.
The pain caused him to struggle wildly on the chair and scream repeatedly.
"It hurts! Help me!"
He was the only one in the interrogation room, and Yan Bin and the others watched his strange behavior through the surveillance video.
Feng Kaile looked at Yao Wanyong who was frantically asking for help with a puzzled expression, "What happened to him?"
"He was bitten back." The speaker was standing in the middle wearing a black new Chinese style. Bald middle-aged man.
Feng Kaile: "Backlash?"
Yan Bin looked at the middle-aged man who was speaking, frowning, "What does this mean?"
"The man who sold him his things used witchcraft to tie their lives together." Next to the middle-aged man was a young monk in monk's robes, about seventeen or eighteen years old.
He explained, "If that person is injured or dead, then he will also be injured and die."
Feng Kaile suddenly realized, "Now that person must be being manipulated by Master Yang Clean it up!”
Well done, Master Yang! This kind of person should be beaten hard!
“It shouldn’t be the Master Yang you mentioned,” the young monk said, “It should be our colleague.”
Feng Kaile asked, "How do you know it's not the case?"
The little monk looked at him seriously, "Didn't you say that Master Yang is in Shangrao? That person is in the north, thousands of miles away. She is now How to beat him? "
It should be impossible for the master to teleport there in such a short time. No current monk has the ability to teleport.
And their colleagues have found the community where that person is located, and they must be arresting that person now.
Feng Kaile reacted, "So that's it. I didn't expect this at all."
Master Yang said that he should catch the latest flight to find the man tonight, and he should still be on the way at this point.