The Wife of the Wealthy Family Is Fierce and Cute

The enchantment Feng Lan set up must have an alarm, once touched, she can feel it immediately.

Feng Ling stood there thinking for a while, and said to the little paper man standing on the dressing table: "Go in and send me what you see."

The little paper man lifted up his small steps and was about to jump into the barrier.

At the same time, Feng Ling gave him a trace of hidden energy, and when the little paper figurine jumped in, it didn't touch the barrier.

The corner of Feng Ling's mouth twitched: "Do you think your barrier can stop me?"

After the little paper man entered the dark room, everything he saw was transmitted into Feng Ling's mind.

The dark room is very large, and it is dark everywhere, but there is a big pool inside. The pool should be blood, or it has turned into black blood. The blood is bubbling, and the bubbles are floating in the air, turning into black one by one. The skull, and then the skull burst and turned into black gas.

All the black air condenses into a black thread and enters the container in the middle that looks like a tripod.

Seeing this, Feng Ling's expression froze, and she said to the little paper figurine, "Look again in this dark room."

The little paper man quickly walked towards those corners.

In the corner, I couldn't see anything from a distance, but when I walked in, I found that it turned out to be piles of bones.

These bones are very fresh, proving that people have not been dead for long.

Feng Ling clenched her hands, and murmured in a low voice, "So you're no longer human."

At this moment, another door of the dark room opened.

A figure walked in.

After the figure that came in stood in the open space, he took out a universe bag from his body.

I saw him open the Qiankun bag with the mouth facing down, as if he was about to pour something out, but at the next moment, he seemed to have noticed something, quickly closed the bag, turned around and walked towards the door of the dark room.

Feng Ling signaled to the little paper figurine: "Stick it on him."

The little paper man immediately stuck to the man's body.

Feng Ling's figure disappeared into Feng Lan's bedroom at the same time, and the enchantment on the mirror disappeared and returned to its original state.

Feng Ling followed the priest's power left on the little paper figurine to a corner of the royal city.

This place should be the house of a criminal official whose house was confiscated a long time ago. It is dilapidated and full of cobwebs and weeds.

The man walked straight into what looked like a lobby.

Soon there was a conversation inside.

One of the obedient voices sounded: "Master."

Then came a stern voice: "I asked you to send those people to her, why did you come back so soon?"

"Master, just as I was about to put those people down, a voice suddenly appeared in my mind, telling me to take them away immediately. I was frightened at the time, so I came back immediately."

"Sound? What sound?"

"It's just... like the voice of the Demon King."

"Fart! How could Lord Demon King send you a voice transmission, Lord Demon King..."

The stern voice stopped abruptly. He seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly asked, "What else did that voice say?"

"He said he asked the hall master to suck out the blood essence of these people and find a way to send it directly to that person."

There was silence in the lobby for a while, and a stern voice said: "Take them out, you go outside and guard them for me."

"Yes, Hall Master."

After a heavy object fell to the ground, the lobby door was opened, and a figure came out.

Feng Ling quickly used a piece of talisman to fix that person there.

When the man saw Feng Ling, his eyes widened suddenly, filled with horror.

Feng Ling stepped up and walked towards the door.

She didn't hide any more, and pushed open the door directly.

The hall master was about to cast a spell on those people, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he shouted loudly without turning his head: "Didn't I tell you to guard outside? What are you doing here again? If something goes wrong with me, You don't have enough heads to accompany you."

The footsteps didn't stop.

The hall master turned his head angrily.

When he saw Feng Ling walking over, his expression changed instantly, "You you you..."

After talking loudly at you for a while, this man shouted violently: "You are the priest Feng Ling."

After speaking, he suddenly showed killing intent, and pulled away.

"It seems that your eyes are not bad." Feng Ling said, as if she didn't feel the murderous look on his face, she continued to walk towards him.

As Feng Ling walked like this, the man felt an invisible pressure on him.

Feng Ling glanced at his trembling legs, raised the corners of her lips and asked, "Are you afraid of me?"

"Fart! We demons have never been afraid of anyone."

After the man pouted his neck, a sledgehammer quickly appeared in his hand and threw it at Feng Ling.

Feng Ling leaned her body and easily dodged the hammer.

Seeing that he didn't hit Feng Ling, the man hit another hammer, and at the same time coated the hammer with a layer of magic power.

Feng Ling spread her palms upwards, and a whip appeared in her hand.

She swung the whip at the hammer, and a flame formed on the whip.

boom!

The whip and the sledgehammer collided with a deafening bang.

The lobby, which was already on the verge of collapse, suddenly fell down with dust.

A barrier quickly appeared on Feng Ling's body, and the dust was directly bounced off by the barrier.

The man wanted to take the opportunity to hit her, but was bounced away when the big hammer hit the barrier.

"Aw... poof..."

Looking at the person hit by her big hammer, Feng Ling sneered, and threw the whip in his hand towards him.

The man's expression changed immediately, and he yelled at her: "Ah...you can't kill me, otherwise those people will have to die."

When Feng Ling heard this, he hit a nearby pillar with the whip in his hand.

boom!

The pillars were crumbling, and the entire lobby seemed to collapse at any time.

A look of satisfaction quickly flashed in the man's eyes.

He emphasized again: "As long as I die, these people will die immediately; you are the priest of your Fengtian Kingdom to save the suffering, are you willing to watch these ordinary people die with me?"

Feng Ling narrowed her eyes slightly to look at the demonic person in front of her who dared to threaten her, pursed her mouth slightly, and asked after two seconds: "Are they still alive?"

"It's definitely not dead, but they are under the magic of our magic way, and you can't undo it."

Feng Ling nodded, what she wanted was this answer, and when the man was even more proud, he hit him with a whip.

"Aww..."

The horrific screams resounded in the lobby, and the dust on the roof was startled to fall downwards.

Feng Ling looked at the person who had been beaten until his body was leaking black energy.

Raising the whip in his hand again, he said in a deep voice: "Tell me, what level of Feng Lan's current magic skills has been practiced, or I will directly wipe you out."

"What are you talking about... ah... I said I said... she just practiced to the... ouch..."

Seeing that the demonic person in front of him quickly turned into nothingness, Feng Ling angrily threw the whip on the pillar again.

boom!

When the whole house collapsed, Feng Ling pasted a talisman on the pillar, and the whole house immediately stopped.

She quickly walked to the door, and sure enough, the demonic person outside the door was gone.

Feng Ling thought for a while, then turned around and turned back to those young people, turning into a ball of flames, and there was indeed a layer of black air floating on their faces;

Feng Ling didn't give them treatment right away, she suddenly had a plan in her mind, she quickly sent a message to Wu Shilang, and after putting an enchantment on the house, let Feng Ling teleport her back to the pharmacy in the bedroom.

At this time, the time for two incense sticks has passed.

Feng Ling didn't stop either, she opened the door and walked out.

Walking outside the hall, the sound of the piano just stopped.

I only heard Feng Lan ask in a caring tone: "Wang, are you tired? How about I..."

"Continue." An indifferent voice interrupted Feng Lan's words, followed by the sound of flipping a book.

Feng Lan didn't give up, she said again: "Wang, my sister hasn't come out yet, how about I play another piece of my own composition for you?"

Wang said forcefully, "I just played Xiao Ling'er."

"But I..."

"Shut up if you don't play."

The living room was quiet.

When Feng Ling heard this, the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.

After she closed the corners of her mouth, she motioned for the guard standing by the door to open it.

As soon as the door opened, the two people in the hall looked over at the same time.

Wang sat there without moving.

A hint of grievance that was deliberately suppressed but not suppressed immediately appeared in Feng Lan's eyes. She stood up from the side of the piano and greeted her: "Sister, you are here."

Feng Ling looked at her, and said to the king calmly: "Just now, Wu Shilang sent someone to report that he found the missing people in Qinghe County in the abandoned courtyard in the west of the city, and captured two demons. People, they explained some things."

Feng Lan paused slightly when she heard this.

Only then did Wang stand up and walk over.

"What did they explain?" After Feng Lan asked, she said with a look of surprise: "It's great that those people were found, sister, you must not let those two demonic people escape."

"No, I gave Wu Shilang some talisman papers before, as long as those two demonic people have not practiced their magic skills to the fifth level, they will definitely not be able to escape the power of the talisman papers."

Feng Lan's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly asked, "What talisman paper is it?"

Feng Ling smiled and said nothing, instead said: "You don't need to worry about this matter, let's discuss tomorrow's Spring Festival first, Master will not show up tomorrow, we have to finish the Spring Festival."

Feng Lan lowered her eyes, her fingers calmly grasped the hem of the skirt beside her, and nodded: "Okay."

Feng Ling and Feng Lan discussed it for an hour.

Wang sat and listened all the time, and did not express his opinion.

Just an hour later, there was a report from outside the door.

"My lord, sir, Minister Wu, please see me."