Chapter 119 Buddhism, Taoism and Immortals, intertwined destinies
A Ferrari and a BYD Tang, driving one behind the other.
The manor is located on Dongcheng Beach, so the journey is not that short.
The car just drove through the busy city and exited the tunnel when the Ferrari suddenly braked.
Zhang Qian, who was dozing off in the passenger seat, was suddenly awakened and looked at Ah Hui next to her with dissatisfaction:
"How are you driving?"
Ah Hui pointed forward:
"Someone is blocking the road."
Zhang Qian looked and saw a Rolls Royce lying across the road. On the road, a young man in Tang suit holding an oil-paper umbrella sat on the roof of a Rolls-Royce.
Zhang Qian frowned and said:
"It's another bug chasing after me. Take a look and drive it away."
There are many wealthy young men chasing Zhang Qian in the imperial capital.
Not only because Zhang Qian is beautiful, but also because she covets the Zhang family behind Zhang Qian.
Being the son-in-law of the Zhang family will save the whole family twenty years of hard work.
A Hui got out of the car, and A Chao, who was driving a BYD Tang behind him, also got out, cursing and walking towards the Rolls-Royce.
Ye Fan, the co-pilot of BYD Tang, noticed something unusual and seemed to mutter to himself:
"Who is that person? Why do I feel that he has a dangerous aura on him."
The old man was surprised. The voice sounded in Ye Fan's mind.
"Eh? Is it him? He's not dead?!"
Ye Fan asked in shock:
"Teacher, do you know him?"
Mo Yulin, who was staying in the ancient tomb of the Tang Dynasty, said solemnly:
"We had a chance encounter. It seems that he is the one in the ancient tomb ruins. The ultimate beneficiary.”
Ye Fan’s heart sank.
A guy who even admires a person like the teacher is definitely troublesome.
Ye Fan quickly got out of the car and wanted to remind his two companions.
But it's too late.
The young man in Tang suit just waved the oil-paper umbrella twice, and Ah Chao and Ah Hui screamed and fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
The boy in Tang suit solved the two gangsters, walked to Ferrari, knocked on the window, and said politely:
"Is it Miss Zhang?"
Zhang Qian was already stunned. This young man in Tang suit knew sorcery!
How could an oil-paper umbrella knock down two gangsters who had been fighting all the time?
She held the car door tightly:
"You, don't hurt me, my father is Zhang Youfu." She could only hope that her father's name could scare the boy.
The corners of the boy’s mouth twitched:
"That's right. My name is Xie Qilin. Have you never heard of it, miss?"
Zhang Qian looked at Xie Qilin in horror:
"You are the monk from the Xie family. Master?”
Xie Qilin’s face turned cold when he heard the word monk, and the oil-paper umbrella hit the glass.
Ferrari’s ultra-high-density glass actually shattered.
Zhang Qian screamed in fright.
At this moment, a talisman came as quickly as a flying bird.
"Boom!"
There was a popping sound in the air.
Xie Qilin covered his ears, his head felt dizzy. Looking at Ye Fan who was coming down from BYD behind him, he narrowed his eyes dangerously:
"Is it you? It turns out you are a disciple of the Fu Sect."
The talismans flew one after another, and the evil unicorn could only retreat quickly.
Ye Fan ran to Zhang Qian's car and stared at Xie Qilin:
"Boy, you have good eyesight. When you see a disciple of Fu Zong, don't retreat!"
< br>The evil unicorn sneered:
"The master of the Fu Sect is quite qualified to say this.
However, even if he comes in person, I am not afraid."
Ye Fan's face turned cold for a moment, lowered his head and said in a deep voice :
“Miss, you go first.”
Zhang Qian’s eyes were shocked.
The person who saved him was the little gangster he despised most.
What saved me was the metaphysics that I despised.
The talisman drawn by this gangster named Ye Fan actually has mysterious power. This is not feudal superstition!
Zhang Qian quickly climbed into the driver's seat, started the car, and shouted out the window:
"Ye Fan, what will you do if I leave? Let's go together!"
Ye Fan looked at Xie Qilin coldly:
"Is he from the Xie family?
There happens to be some grudge, I would like to have a good fight."
Ye Fan In Fan's mind, Mo Yulin said faintly:
"You might die."
Ye Fan sneered:
“Now that you have become an immortal, are you still afraid of death?”
Mo Yulin laughed loudly:
“Good boy, I like your character!< br>
You are worthy of being my valued disciple, Taoist Tiansui!" Zhang Qian couldn't hear Mo Yulin's voice, but only heard Ye Fan say:
"Evil family? I happen to have some grudges, but I want to have a good fight.
Now that you have become an immortal, are you still afraid of death?"
Zhang Qian had a small look in her eyes. Star.
Too crazy, so handsome!
This smells like endless grievances in the world.
It's just that the talisman can explode. It's hard to accept that Ye Fan is an immortal cultivator.
Zhang Qian didn’t know that the supernatural world was much more dangerous than the underground world.
The evil unicorn slowly opened the oil-paper umbrella:
“No one can leave.”
After the oil-paper umbrella was opened, scarlet energy filled the air like smoke.
The eight-foot bride wearing a bright red wedding dress appeared next to Xie Qilin:
“Mr. .
Ye Fan looked solemn, and Zhang Qian was frightened to tears.
Xie Qilin said softly:
"I found a delicious soul for you, go and enjoy it."
The eight-foot bride locked eyes on Ye Fan and said softly:
< br>"Thank you sir, Nuan Yan likes your gift very much."
The eight-foot bride screamed, the terrifying ghost energy vibrated, and her eight-foot tall body rushed towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan threw out the talismans again and again, but these talismans could not stop the eight-foot bride.
Mo Yulin sighed:
“I didn’t expect him to tame this monster.
Good disciple, you haven’t refined the mother talisman yet, so you are no match.< br>
Leave it to my teacher!”
Ye Fan reluctantly glanced at the eight-foot bride:
"Then I'll ask the teacher to take action. I'm sorry, teacher, for making you worry."
Then, Ye Fan's aura changed. .
The weather-beaten eyes are nothing like those of a young man.
It gives people the feeling that they are very old even at such a young age.
‘Ye Fan’ bit his finger and copied it out of thin air. Several blood talismans in the air hit the eight-foot bride.
The eight-foot bride finally felt a sense of crisis and waved her arms to resist.
The Eight-foot Bride has no entity and is a special ghost constructed from the air of death and soul.
The essence of Mo Yulin's spell is to directly attack the sea of spirit, which just happens to restrain the Eight-foot Bride.
However, the Eight-foot Bride has reached the second level.
Mo Yulin, who was at level one and had no body of his own, was not a match yet.
At the moment, it just seems like there is no winner. In fact, over time, ‘Ye Fan’ will definitely fall into a disadvantage.
Xie Qilin had an evil smile on his lips:
“I didn’t expect you to be so powerful.
The soul must be better than I imagined.
It can be considered a great tonic for my wife! "
Suddenly, Xie Qilin noticed something, and his sharp eyes suddenly looked to one side, and the smile on his face froze.
'Ye Fan' who was drawing the talisman was also stunned:
“The leader of Shushan? ! Why is he here? It's so lively tonight. ”
I saw a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and looking lazy, staggering on old cloth shoes.
Zhang Xiaoyi glanced at the eight-foot bride who was fighting fiercely with Ye Fan, put her arms on the broken window of the Ferrari, and yawned:
"The little girl doesn't go home in the middle of the night. What are you doing here?
Didn’t mom tell you? It will be bad if you don’t go home in the middle of the night.”
Zhang Qian looked at Zhang Xiaoyi in surprise:
“You. Why are you here?”
Her face showed anxiety:
"Are you a fool?
Don't you see what's happening now?!
There is a car behind you, get in the car and run!"< br>
Zhang Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows:
"What about you? Why don't you run?"
Zhang Qian wiped her tears and glared at Xie Qilin:
"Is this the one who abandons her brother and runs away on her own?
I killed this turtle grandson!”
Zhang Xiaoyi laughed dumbly:
"Okay, okay, you are indeed my sister Zhang Xiaoyi."
Xie Qilin frowned and said loudly:
"Taoist priest, what did you say your name was?"
The old host said that you must not be enemies with three people in this life.
Those three people have the characters "Ming", "Fan" and "Yi" in their names respectively.
Is this fulfilled?
In Zhang Qian’s shocked eyes, Zhang Xiaoyi changed.
Red scales appeared in Zhang Xiaoyi's eyebrows, his eyes were filled with lightning, he tilted his head and said:
"Shushan leader, Zhang Xiaoyi!"
(End of this chapter)