MTL - Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

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"Papapa!"

After Liang Ruhua caught her, he was as fat as a sunflower fan, and mercilessly shaved three slaps on Yang Zimei's immature face, shaving her head with a buzzing sound and hot cheeks.

"Little bitch--"

Liang Ruhua threw her to the ground, scolding her son and leaving.

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

She got up from the ground, returned to the house, found seven iron nails from the drawer, and went straight to the ancestral tomb of Yang Deming's family on the mountain.

Although Master said that destroying Feng Shui from the ancestor's grave was a detrimental thing to Yinde, Yang Deming's family were all wicked.

Finding the cave where the yin converges, she put the seven nails into a seven evil array, and as she chanted the spell, she nailed them down.

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

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

The feng shui here obviously changed from the original Daji to a bad omen.

If the Feng Shui of the mansion is really related to the blessings of the living, as Master and Shu Zang said, then the Yang Deming family, just wait for chaos, huh!

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"Well……"

When descending from the mountain, Yang Zimei suddenly heard a low, groaning sound from the lowwood bushes not far away.

She couldn't help curiosity when she walked over, but before she approached, she felt a cold chill coming out, which made her cold suddenly.

This is a barren mountain, is there any homicide?

She looked around a little nervously.

Quiet all around, only the sound of birds flying.

Just then, a hand was hanging from the bush.

The fingers of this hand are long and the nails are trimmed clean, but pale and scary.

Take the courage to come closer!

I saw a young boy in black, about fifteen years old, with long hair, black hair, pale face, but extremely handsome facial features. His eyebrows were like swords, his nose was high, and his two thin lips were clenched tightly The narrow eyes closed slightly, and the thick eyelashes trembled slightly.

Yang Zimei was puzzled.

How could such a beautiful young man suddenly appear in this deep mountain and wild forest?

The cold air was exuded from him.

Driven by the cold, Yang Zimei took a step backwards and stared at--

I saw a hazy layer of black gas draped over the head of this beautiful young man, and it turned out that the wicked air entered the brain, which led to his coma and pain.

Yang Zimei is wondering if she should be nosy!

In order to break the evil spirit, she must use her skills, and she has never practiced it before, not to mention, Master said, if she smashes her vitality, her vitality is basically unstable. If she is not strong enough, May suffer backwash.

Forget it, just go to Master.

As soon as she took a few steps, she heard a slap in the back, and when she looked back, she saw that the young boy spit out black blood in lipstick and her face was terribly pale.

The evil spirit is about to invade into the lungs, and if it is not saved, there will be no power to return to heaven.

Even though she was a stranger, she really didn't have the heart to let such a beautiful young man return for nine days, which was a pity.