She wants to buy beauty medicine, and you turn her into a succubus?

Chapter 119: Buddha, Taoism, and Immortals, Intertwined Fates

A Ferrari and a BYD Tang were driving one after the other.

The manor is on East City Beach, which is not a short distance away.

As the car passed the downtown area and exited the tunnel, the Ferrari suddenly braked.

Zhang Qian, who was dozing off in the passenger seat, was suddenly awakened and looked at Ah Hui beside her with dissatisfaction:
"How did you drive?"

Ah Hui pointed forward:

"Someone is blocking the way."

Zhang Qian looked and saw a Rolls-Royce lying across the road, with a young man in a Tang suit holding an oil-paper umbrella sitting on the roof of the car.

Zhang Qian frowned and said:

"Another bug chasing me. Look and chase it away."

There are many rich young men in the capital pursuing Zhang Qian.

It's not just because Zhang Qian is beautiful, but more because he covets the Zhang family behind Zhang Qian.

If he could become the son-in-law of the Zhang family, the whole family could work less for twenty years.

Ah Hui got out of the car, and Ah Chao, who was driving the BYD Tang behind him, also got out and walked towards the Rolls-Royce cursing.

Ye Fan, who was in the passenger seat of BYD Tang, noticed something unusual and said to himself:
"Who is that person? Why do I feel like he has a dangerous aura?"

The old man's surprised voice sounded in Ye Fan's mind.

"Huh? It's him? He's not dead?!"

Ye Fan asked in surprise:

"Teacher, do you know him?"

Mo Yulin, who was staying in the ancient Tang Dynasty ring, said in a deep voice:
"We met once before. It seems that he is the ultimate beneficiary of the ancient tomb ruins."

Ye Fan's heart sank.

A guy who is admired by even a teacher must be very troublesome.

Ye Fan quickly got out of the car and wanted to alert his two companions.

But it's too late.

The young man in Tang suit just waved his oil-paper umbrella twice, and Ah Chao and Ah Hui screamed and fell to the ground, their life or death unknown.

The young man in Tang suit dealt with the two hooligans, walked to the front of Ferrari, knocked on the window, and said politely:
"Is it Miss Zhang?"

Zhang Qian was completely terrified. This young man in Tang suit could perform evil magic!
How could an oil-paper umbrella knock down two hooligans who had been fighting for years?

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 young man.

The boy raised the corner of his mouth:
"That's right, my name is Xie Qilin, haven't you heard of it, young lady?"

Zhang Qian looked at the evil unicorn in horror:
"Are you the young master of the Xie family who became a monk?"

When Xie Qilin heard the word "become a monk", his face turned cold and his oil-paper umbrella hit the glass.

Ferrari's ultra-high-density glass shattered directly.

Zhang Qian screamed in fright.

At this moment, a talisman came as fast as a flying bird.

"boom!"

There was a popping sound in the air.

Xie Qilin covered his ears, his head was dizzy, and he looked at Ye Fan who got off the BYD Tang behind him, and narrowed his eyes dangerously:

"It's you? So you are a disciple of Fu Sect."

Talismans flew over one after another, and the evil Qilin could only retreat quickly.

Ye Fan ran to Zhang Qian's car and stared at the evil unicorn:
"Boy, you have good eyesight. Seeing the Fu Sect disciples, why don't you retreat!"

The evil unicorn sneered:
“The Fu Sect leader is quite qualified to say this.

However, even if he comes in person, I will not be afraid."

Ye Fan's face turned cold instantly, he lowered his head and said in a deep voice:

"Miss, you go first."

Zhang Qian looked shocked.

The one who saved him was the gangster he despised the most.

The thing that saved him was the metaphysics that he himself despised.

The talisman paper drawn by this gangster named Ye Fan actually has mysterious power. This is not feudal superstition!
Zhang Qian quickly climbed to 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 the evil Qilin coldly:
“Is he from the Xie family?
There happens to be some grudge between us, and I would like to have a good fight."

In Ye Fan's mind, Mo Yulin said faintly:

“You could die.”

Ye Fan sneered:

"Since you have already cultivated immortality, why are you still afraid of death?"

Mo Yulin laughed:
"Good boy, I like your character!
You are worthy of being my disciple valued by Taoist Tiansui! "Zhang Qian could not hear Mo Yulin's voice, but only heard Ye Fan say:
"Xie family? We just happen to have some grudges, so I'd like to have a good fight.

Since you have already cultivated immortality, why are you afraid of death?"

Zhang Qian's eyes were full of stars.

So crazy, so cool!
This smells like an endless feud in the martial arts world.

The talisman paper could explode, and it was difficult for Ye Fan to accept that he was an immortal cultivator.

Zhang Qian didn't know that the extraordinary world was much more dangerous than the underground world.

The evil unicorn slowly opened the oil-paper umbrella:
"No one can leave."

When the oil-paper umbrella was opened, scarlet energy filled the air like smoke.

An eight-foot-tall bride in a bright red wedding dress appeared beside the evil unicorn:
"Master."

The moment the terrifying eight-foot-tall bride appeared, the air around her turned cold.

Ye Fan's face was solemn, and Zhang Qian was frightened to tears.

The evil unicorn said softly:

"I found a delicious soul for you, go enjoy it."

The eight-foot bride fixed her eyes on Ye Fan and said softly:

"Thank you, my husband. Nuanyan likes your gift very much."

The eight-foot-tall bride screamed, and the terrifying ghost energy shook, and her eight-foot-tall body pounced towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan threw out talismans again and again, but none of them could stop the Eight-foot Bride.

Mo Yulin sighed:
“I didn’t expect that he had tamed this monster.

My good disciple, you haven’t refined the mother talisman yet, so you are no match for me.

Leave it to the Master!"

Ye Fan glanced at the eight-foot bride unwillingly:
"Then please help me, teacher. I'm sorry, teacher, I've caused you so much trouble."

Then, Ye Fan's aura changed.

His weather-beaten eyes don't look like those of a young person at all.

It gives people a feeling that he is already old at a young age.

Ye Fan bit his finger and copied it out of thin air. Several blood symbols in the air rushed towards 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 physical body but is a special ghost made up of the aura and soul of death.

The essence of Mo Yulin's talisman is to directly attack the sea of ​​spirit, which just happens to restrain the Eight-Foot Bride.

But, the Eight-foot Bride has reached the second level.

Mo Yulin, who is at the first level and does not have his own body, is not his opponent.

At the moment it just seems like there's no winner, but in fact, as time goes on, Ye Fan will definitely be at a disadvantage.

The evil unicorn had an evil smile on his face:
“I didn’t expect you to be so amazing.

The soul must be better than I thought.

It can be considered a great tonic for my wife!"

Suddenly, the evil Qilin noticed something, his sharp eyes suddenly looked to the side, and the smile on his face froze.

Ye Fan, who was drawing the talisman, was also stunned:
"Master of Shushan?! Why is he here? It's so lively tonight."

I saw a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and looking lazy, staggering towards me in old cloth shoes.

Zhang Xiaoyi glanced at the eight-foot bride who was fighting fiercely with Ye Fan, put his arms on the broken window of the Ferrari, and yawned:

"What are you doing here, little girl, instead of going home so late at night?
Didn’t mom tell you? If you don’t come home at midnight, nothing good will happen.”

Zhang Qian looked at Zhang Xiaoyi in surprise:
"Why are you here?"

She looked anxious:
"Are you stupid?

Don’t you see what’s happening now?!
There's a car behind you, get in and run!"

Zhang Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows:
"What about you? Why don't you run?"

Zhang Qian wiped her tears and glared at the evil unicorn:
"Am I the kind of person who abandons my brothers and runs away?

I'll kill this bastard!"

Zhang Xiaoyi burst out laughing:
"Okay, okay, you are worthy of being my sister, Zhang Xiaoyi."

The evil unicorn frowned and said loudly:
"Taoist, what's your name?"

The old host once said that you should never make enemies with three people in your life.

The three people's names contain the characters "Ming", "Fan" and "Yi" respectively.

Has this come true?

Under Zhang Qian's shocked eyes, changes occurred in Zhang Xiaoyi.

Red scales appeared between Zhang Xiaoyi's eyebrows, lightning flashed in his eyes, and he tilted his head and said:
"The head of Shushan, Zhang Xiaoyi!"

(End of this chapter)