Chapter 16 [006] Mysterious Beautiful Boy (1)

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"Clap clap clap!"

After Liang Ruhua caught her, her big fat hand like a sunflower fan mercilessly slapped Yang Zimei's tender face three times, causing her head to buzz and her cheeks to hurt.

"Little bitch-"

Liang Ruhua threw her to the ground and dragged her son away scoldingly.

Yang Zimei gritted her teeth and touched her swollen cheek, her black pupils were full of resentment!

She stood up from the ground, returned home, took out seven iron nails from the drawer, and went straight to the ancestral grave of Yang Deming's family on the mountain.

Although Master said that destroying the feng shui of people's ancestral tombs is a detriment to Yin virtue, but Yang Deming's family are all evil people, and eliminating evil is equal to promoting goodness!

After finding the point where the yin qi converged, she placed seven nails in a seven-evil formation, and while chanting a spell, she drove the nails down.

In the past six months, she has learned a lot of spells, but this is the first time to practice it!

After setting up the Qisha formation, she stared again. The original black and white mist suddenly became extremely turbid and gray, like countless headless flies, strewn on the tomb, very chaotic.

The feng shui here has obviously changed from good luck to bad omen.

If the feng shui of the yin house can really be related to the misfortune and fortune of strangers as said by the master and the master, then the Yang Deming family, you should wait for chaos, hum!

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"Well……"

When going down the mountain, Yang Zimei suddenly heard a low voice resembling a groaning in pain from the bushes not far away.

She couldn't hold back her curiosity and walked over, and before she got close, she felt a chilly aura emanating from her, which made her aversion to cold suddenly.

This is a barren mountain, is there a murder case?

She looked around a little nervously.

The surroundings were silent except for the sound of birds flying.

Just then, a hand hung from the bushes.

The fingers of this hand were long and manicured, but they were frighteningly pale.

Take the courage to approach!

I saw a tall and tall black-clothed boy of about fifteen years old lying inside, with jet-black hair and pale face, but his facial features were extremely handsome. The long and narrow eyes were slightly closed, and the thick eyelashes were trembling slightly.

Yang Zimei was puzzled.

In this deep mountain and forest, how could such a beautiful young man suddenly appear?

And this gloomy aura emanated from his body.

Forced by the cold air, Yang Zimei took a step back and stared at—

I saw a hazy layer of black qi covering the top of this beautiful young man's head, and it really was the evil spirit that entered his brain, which caused him to faint and suffer.

Yang Zimei is wondering whether she should meddle in her own business or not!

To crack the yin evil spirit, you must use magic techniques, and she has never practiced it before. What's more, the master said that if applying suffocation hurts her vitality, her vitality is basically unstable. If the strength is not enough, May suffer backlash.

Forget it, let's go to the master.

She had just walked a few steps when she heard a "pop" from behind, and when she looked back, she saw the beautiful young man spit out a mouthful of blood with black in his lipstick, and his face was terrifyingly pale.

The suffocating qi was about to invade into his heart, and if he didn't save him, he would have no power to return to the sky.

Even though she was a stranger, she really couldn't bear to let such a beautiful young man go to Jiutian, which is really a pity.