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Chapter 1530 The matchmaker is good at cutting red thread (22)
Seeing the owner of the voice, a cloud of black mist surrounded his body, making it impossible to see his figure clearly.

"Mozun." Jiang Cha secretly thought that it was unlucky to meet him here.

The last time she met a man was all a coincidence, and she also deliberately left the red line to him temporarily.

"Little Hongniang is here safe and sound." Demon Venerable said, offering his long sword.

Seeing the long sword wrapped in black mist, it turned into five identical swords and flew towards Jiang Cha.

She couldn't tell the difference at all for a while.

"We have no grievances, why are you so cruel?" Jiang Cha said, whipping at one of the swords.

is fake.

The Mozun didn't speak, and stretched out his right hand to manipulate the real sword to flip the long whip in the woman's hand.

Jiang Cha looked at the flying whip and reached out with his right hand to grab it.

At this moment, the man stretched out his left hand, and saw the red string of his little finger crawl to the little finger of the woman's right hand at a speed visible to the naked eye like a spirit snake.

Jiang Cha was stunned, she stood there in a daze, looking at the red line on her right finger.

She has been led by someone...

Mozun opened his right hand and put away his long sword, "Now, we are bound together."

Jiang Cha pursed her lips with an ugly expression.

"I heard that the little matchmaker came down to save those five people." Mozun walked to her side, "Do you know what the red line means?"

"What do you want to do?" Jiang Cha stared at him steadfastly, the god and the demon had tied a red thread, this was destined to be Duan Nieyuan.

"Help me." Demon Venerable said: "I want the five of them to fail the tribulation."

Jiang Cha was surprised, this man's thoughts coincided with hers.

But on the surface, of course she couldn't show it, "You have enmity with them?"

"I have a grudge against the entire Jiuchongtian." The man said calmly, reaching out to touch the woman's forehead in front of him, "Little Matchmaker, you are my puppet at this moment."

Jiang Cha felt a pain between her eyebrows, she wanted to move, but her body was as heavy as a jack.

Ginger tea cleaned up something that came into my mind, it was probably some brainwashing words.

This man wants to be his informant?

Mozun let go of his fingers, very confident, "Find time and kill them."

"Master Mozun, you underestimate our gods in the Nine Heavens." Jiang Cha hooked his fingers, "I'm sorry, I'm in charge of all the red lines in the world, I'm afraid you will listen to me."

Mozun looked at her, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't believe that his magic skills were useless to women.

Jiang Cha stretched out his hand to call back the whip, and slapped the man, "Thinking about me?"

She directly split the person in half, looking at the thick fog that was split and quickly formed, Jiang Cha felt depressed.

"Little Matchmaker, I remember you." The man disappeared in place after speaking.

After Jiang Cha and the others left, she staggered and sat on the ground slowly, covering her head.

How could the opponent's magic power not work at all.

Although the two have similar ideas, Jiang Cha doesn't like being threatened.

She rubbed her temples, took out the mirror, tapped it, and then disappeared in place.

She was in so much pain that she didn't even have the strength to use the teleportation array after reciting the formula.

This is a secret place surrounded by strong aura. Jiang Cha lay in the white mist with her eyes closed, allowing the aura to swallow her up.

[Host, are you okay? ] Bronze sent care.

"How could it be all right?" Jiang Cha replied lightly, hooking the pinky finger of his right hand.

In the demon palace, the man in black robe was sitting at the main seat. He was talking to the kneeling subordinates below, and the little finger of his left hand moved, as if someone was pulling.

Mozun pursed his lips, knowing who it was without thinking.

He bent his hand, and Ginger Tea over there moved his fingers accordingly.

The two seem to be competing with each other, you come and go.

(End of this chapter)