The Real Daughter Tells Fortunes Live

Chapter 646: It’s like this even when you get older, your emotions are out of control

Even if there is a way to overcome each other, how can the majestic female demon regain her sanity because of a pot of flowers? Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"You're lying to me!" Wuwei pointed at Yun Fusheng, who shrugged.

"Sir, is his brain broken?" Miao innocently looked at the angry Wuwei.

"Absolutely. It's like this when you get older. You can't control your emotions." Yun Fusheng answered Miao's question calmly, and Miao nodded obediently.

An expression that says ‘So that’s it’!

"Miao, why are you still standing here? Continue to fight?" Yun Fusheng looked at Miao, Miao reacted and continued to fight with those corpse puppets.

Liu Bai, who breathed a sigh of relief, and the others looked at Yun Fusheng resentfully. At this time, she actually still had fun.

He could control Miao early in the morning, but he still let Miao beat them.

After Miao regained consciousness and finished dealing with the corpse puppets in front of him, he appeared next to Wuwei in a flash.

Wuwei raised his hand and hit him. After Miao avoided it lightly, he grabbed the little corpse lying on Wuwei's shoulder and returned to Yun Fusheng's side.

Not to mention other people, even Yun Fusheng didn't expect Miao to come like this!

After the little corpse puppet left Wuwei, it began to struggle in Miao's arms, and the yin energy on his body became stronger and stronger.

But not only did this yin energy not cause any discomfort to Miao, it was absorbed by her and became her tonic.

The Yin Qi in the little corpse puppet's body is getting less and less, and its vitality is getting lower and lower.

"Miao, thank you." Nan Rong looked at Miao gratefully. Miao blinked, looked down at the little corpse puppet in her arms, raised her hand, and handed the little corpse puppet to Nan Rong.

Nan Rong was a little at a loss. She was a ghost now and couldn't touch her child!

Wuwei controlled the little corpse puppet to escape from Miao's hand. Yun Fusheng threw a talisman and seal over it, and the little corpse puppet couldn't move.

"We, Miao, managed to **** him away. I can't let you **** him away." Yun Fusheng directly sent the little corpse puppet into the jade gourd.

In an instant, Wuwei felt that the connection between him and the little corpse puppet was severed.

"Give him back to me." Wuwei looked at Yun Fusheng sinisterly. "Give it back to you? Why? He is my child, what does it have to do with you?" Nan Rong looked at him angrily.

"Rong'er, why are you still so disobedient?" When Wuwei said this, his expression was gentle, but Nan Rong was so frightened that his body trembled.

This was the fear engraved in her soul. The look in his eyes made Nan Rong dare not make the slightest move.

"Rong'er, come here." Wuwei waved, and Nan Rong took a step forward involuntarily.

"Nan Rong, do you want to stay in his shadow forever? Think about your past life and the fate of your children." Yun Fusheng said coldly.

"No, I don't want it." Nan Rong shook his head.

"Trouble!" Wuwei saw Nan Rong's wavering and raised his hand to grab Nan Rong.

But before he could reach Nan Rong, he was blocked by the Qingxie Sword thrown by Yun Fusheng.

"That's all, he's just an abandoned son. It doesn't matter whether he comes back or not. Since you are so impatient to seek death, then I will... help you!"

Wuwei suddenly raised his hand, and a black resentment suddenly shot into the sky from around the dragon's veins.

Not only here, but also in six other dragon veins.

Resentment hung in the air, covering the entire sky tightly, and the surrounding area became dark.

Yun Xuanzhi and the others looked at the sky, and they understood that Wuwei must have taken action.

"What's going on? Wasn't the sun still overhead just now?" An Xia and the others noticed that the sky was getting dark, and they all came out of their homes.

"Why did it suddenly get dark?" Song Qing asked.

Gu Yiqin lowered his head and looked at the watch on his wrist. It was only one o'clock and it was already dark.

With such a weird celestial phenomenon, Yun Fusheng and the others must have started fighting with each other, right?