After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Master Ming Lan suddenly changed color.

Is there such a fate in Ancheng?

No, it should be said, now there is?

Ming Deng immediately put his hands together and respectfully said: "Amitabha, since the donor is Ziwei Xing's reincarnation, why should he help Zhou and protect this calamity?"

He was entrusted to take care of Ji Qingwei, how could he see Ji Qingwei being plundered to death?

It should be Ji Qingwei who can attract Ziweixing.

Yu Xiheng's expression was still calm, but his aura became more and more powerful, and it was as terrifying as the still water.

He slowly said, "I don't want to know what you're talking about, but you made her rest after arguing."

The man folded the folding fan, and the silver needle that submerged in the ground flew up again and returned to the folding fan.

But the next second, the folding fan was opened again and rotated out.

Like a blade, where the folding fan passes

Master Ming Deng couldn't dodge again, and the cassocks were all torn apart.

There was finally a bit of fear on his face: "What kind of hidden weapon is this?!"

Although the three aristocratic families are still strong, they are indeed not as strong as they were at their peak a thousand years ago.

Because a lot of technology is lost.

He went to Zhongzhou for alms and met the Mo family, but he had never seen such a powerful and varied hidden weapon.

Yu Xiheng didn't say a word, he raised his hand, and the fan returned to his palm.

At this moment, Si Fuqing suddenly pushed him away and straightened up.

Yu Xiheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he grabbed her shoulder with his hand.

But in the next second, his arm shook slightly, and after a moment of numbness, he loosened.

Si Fuqing showed no expression, she raised her hand, clenched her palm, and made a fist.

Then move.

He directly attacked Master Ming Deng.

"The demon girl, you are still stubborn in front of the Buddha!" ​​Master Ming Deng's face sank, "Even if Ziwei Xing is here today, it will not be able to protect you!"

He picked up the meditation stick, muttered words in his mouth, and began to squeeze the talisman with the other hand.

But in a moment, Si Fuqing had come to him.

"boom!"

Just one punch!

"Crack!"

The Zen staff broke instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a clear bone crack sounded, and Master Ming Deng flew out uncontrollably, breaking the tree behind him.

He fell to the ground, "Wow" spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his expression was full of shock.

Ji Qingwei is a genius that has been hard to see for several years, but his body is weak, and his force value is definitely not there.

This demonic girl was able to knock him out with one punch. Could it be that she plundered the luck of more than one person?

Master Ming Deng didn't have time to think about it, Si Fuqing came to him again, and punched again.

"boom."

"boom."

"boom!"

"Pfft—!" Master Ming Deng couldn't bear it any longer, and passed out.

Si Fuqing looked at his empty hands, and after a few seconds, he squatted down again, and hugged his knees with his hands.

Yu Xiheng raised her eyebrows, he stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pulled up Si Fuqing, who was squatting on the ground.

No pull this time.

He bent down patiently, and gently arranged her hair: "What is it this time? It's so heavy?"

Si Fuqing buried his head: "Today is a peach tree! Sweet, super delicious."

Yu Xiheng was silent for a moment, then whispered, "How do I know if it's sweet or not."

Si Fuqing scratched his head: "Have you tried it?"

She handed him a hair.

"..."

Yu Xiheng then asked, "Anyone you like?"

Si Fuqing was still squatting on the ground: "Yes, I am raising a child. He is really cute. I liked him very much before I met him."

Yu Xiheng's eyes dimmed.

He had heard Yu Tang mention that today's young people like to play all kinds of development games.

Yu Tang was playing.

He calculated the people around her, but he neglected that the game was also the culprit.

Yu Xiheng's eyelashes drooped: "This kind of game should be played less in the future."

"No, no." Si Fuqing hugged his leg, "I must raise him! You won't understand this sense of achievement, super happy!"

Yu Xiheng paused, then suddenly smiled: "It's not that I don't understand, I'm really happy after growing up, won't the peach tree go home?"

Si Fuqing hesitated, then stretched out his hand: "Go home and sleep with more peaches."

He held her hand and glanced at Master Ming Deng, who had passed out, with no excess emotion in his eyes.

Then he slowly turned on Si Fuqing's mobile phone and dialed the emergency contact number.

Yue Jian was flying at the bar, and suddenly received a call, thinking that something terrible had happened, and immediately dumped the handsome little bartender.

Borrowed another car and drove to the edge of the woods.

When she saw that the surrounding trees were broken, and there was a bald head lying on the ground.

Tsukishima: "..."

She probably knew what was going on.

She looked at Yu Xiheng and said politely, "This is?"

"Last time you were here, you have experience." Yu Xiheng took it easy, "She fell asleep, I'll take her back to rest."

Moon's eyes narrowed.

As a spiritual evolutionary, she possesses the ability of telepathy.

The strongest psychic can directly read the memories of others, plunder the thoughts of others, and control the actions of others.

Of course, her abilities are not yet that high.

But she can also spy on the minds of others.

Even the big brother and the second child will fall for her when they are not paying attention.

However, she couldn't see through the man in front of her at all.

Seeing him like this, she seemed to have seen through everything.

But Yu Xiheng didn't say anything else, hugged Si Fuqing and left.

"Dead bald donkey, disturb my rest." Yue Jian kicked Master Ming Deng on the ground, "I hate you people who recite the scriptures the most, Nian Nian Nian, just like a crow."

She took a snakeskin bag from the car, put it on Master Ming Deng, threw it into the car, and dealt with the scene of the incident before driving away.

**

At three in the morning, Nian Tingchu and Ye Zhenmian both fell asleep, and Yu Xiheng sent Si Fuqing to the studio.

Sang Yanqing hadn't rested yet, she stepped forward: "What's the matter? I fell asleep? Why is my face so red? Can't drink?"

"Well." Yu Xiheng said, "She is already asleep, let her have a good rest."

He dumped Si Fu onto the bed, took out a tissue and lifted her to wipe the sweat from her head.

Sang Yanqing: "..."

She couldn't see it anymore, she was a fool.

However, she felt that the only one who could suppress her artist was the one in front of her.

At this moment, Yu Xiheng raised her head and said in a cool tone, "You have been following her, has she met anyone else?"

"No, but there are indeed many people in the circle who want to chase her." Sang Yanqing thought for a while, "Mr. Yu, you also know that Qingqing is really beautiful."

Before the national drama festival, many teams of male artists issued red carpet invitations.

Si Fuqing wanted to auction this spot, but was stopped by Sang Yanqing in time.

Making money isn't like that.

"Let her pay attention to her body." Yu Xiheng said lightly, "The preliminaries of the oracles are very easy. You don't need her to play, and that variety show is easy for her, just relax."

"I know, Mr. Yu." Sang Yanqing nodded, "I will definitely remind her."

Yu Xiheng pressed the quilt for Si Fudian again, and then left.

**

The next day, noon.

Si Fuqing rubbed his head, sat up, and stared at the TV in a daze.

"Awake?" Yue Jian knocked on the door and came in, "Drink some salt water when you wake up."

"Third Senior Sister, I drank yesterday." Si Fuqing took the cup, "It's good to have the boss here, I can drink it with confidence."

Yue Jian was silent for a while: "Yeah"

she knows.

Or the mess she cleaned up.

She hasn't finished flirting with the handsome little bartender, although she can't remember her face.

"Did I beat someone?" Si Fuqing moved his hand, thoughtfully, "I felt very happy and refreshing yesterday, but I shouldn't have gone berserk with the boss here."

Yue Jian thought to himself, not only did you beat a bald donkey, but you also beat him up until now.

Facts have proved that even if the little junior sister's strength has not recovered, her force value still explodes after drinking. But it's not a good thing to run wild often.

Yesterday, she and Yu Xiheng rarely had a common view on the same matter.

Si Fuqing drinks alcohol at most once a month.

For her health and for the safety of others.

Yue Jian sighed and recounted what happened yesterday: "You told me that your luck was plundered, and this bald donkey came to you again, I'm afraid it has nothing to do with it."

"Huh?" Si Fuqing narrowed his eyes, "Where is he now?"

"It's thrown in the basement." Yue Jian yawned, "I haven't woken up yet, so you're not light."

"Wait for me to wake him up." Si Fuqing simply cleaned up and called Ji Xingzhi.

Twenty minutes later, when Ji Xingzhi arrived, he was quite confused: "What bald donkey? How could someone from Buddhism steal your luck? No, they value merit more than anything else."

"Go and have a look first." Si Fuqing put on his coat and said lightly, "I was drunk yesterday, I don't even know about it."

The two went to the basement.

The basement was dark and cobwebbed.

Master Ming Deng was casually thrown into the corner by Yue Jian, with injuries all over his body and shabby robes.

Ji Xingzhi's mouth twitched, and he stood a little further away in fear.

Can you beat people up like this when you're drunk?

Isn't it scarier when you're awake?

I don't know how he died.

Si Fuqing stepped forward and forcibly poured a medicine into Master Ming Deng.

The medicine took effect very quickly, that is, within a few seconds, Master Ming Deng moved his hand and became conscious.

Ji Xingzhi came over and said, "Brother, what medicine are you feeding? You are not really a genius doctor, are you?"

"Don't talk about that yet." Si Fuqing raised his hand, "Look at him first."

Ji Xingzhi looked at Master Ming Deng carefully, and tsk tsk was surprising: "This old monk has a good cultivation base, a lot of merit, and he has a strong body protection, and most people can't get close to his body, you were able to make him yesterday. Beat it like that."

Master Ming Deng was confused and opened his eyes with difficulty.

When he saw Si Fuqing's face, he was about to explode in an instant, but he had no action at all.

"You demon girl!" Master Ming Deng spat out a mouthful of blood, "How dare you be so arrogant when you steal someone else's luck! If it wasn't for another person of great luck protecting you yesterday, you would have died long ago!"

He hasn't figured it out yet.

Crape myrtle luck, emperor fate.

Such a destiny should not exist now.

Maybe there are a lot of people who have the luck of crape myrtle, but it is absolutely impossible for the emperor's fate to appear, which goes against natural logic.

But that's all there is to it, how could he be in sympathy with such a sinister and vicious person?

Must have been deceived!

"You still understand a little bit of reason, not pretending to be a ghost." Si Fuqing nodded slightly, "No wonder Guanghua Temple has been incense for decades, and you have contributed to it."

Master Ming Deng sneered and his expression became arrogant: "The poor monk has had a relationship with the Buddha since he was a child. When he was young, he was in Dongzhou for almsgiving. He was taught by senior Ji Mingtai to enlighten him.

A demon girl who used a sinister method to plunder other people's luck, also walked in a crooked way.

If the Ji family encounters it, they will definitely be cut off on the spot.

It's a pity that he was not good at learning, and he was beaten like this.

"It's also the master of the poor monk who is not there. If he is there, you will definitely not be able to do evil!" Master Ming Deng's eyes are cold, "If you kill, the sin will be even worse! The Ji family will not let you harm Daxia!"

However, to his surprise, Si Fuqing did not show any fear.

She snorted with interest, then turned her head.

"When did your family still accept disciples from outside? It's okay to accept them. Such a poor academic? You can't see who is robbing who's luck."

Ji Xingzhi was stunned: "I don't know, I wasn't born at that time, and my grandfather couldn't care about everyone. I'll call and ask later."

Ji's thousand-year-old family.

Even if he retired decades ago, there are thousands of people in the entire family.

Not to mention the collateral line, not even the direct line.

As long as the Ji family's secret book is not passed on through the elders, they will not care.

"You ask, he just said his name is Ji Mingtai." Si Fuqing nodded and looked at Master Ming Deng again, "Your master is not here, but the young head of the Ji family is there, rounding up is the same, what can you say? Talk to him."

Their interaction is so cute! !

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