After rebirth, the Xuanmen Patriarch was forced to be deified

Chapter 374 The Female Corpse in the Coffin, a Magic Against the Heavens
At this moment, Lin Su also walked to Qiao Luoyan's side.

She held her daughter's arm affectionately, and persuaded in a soft voice: "Lolo, it's very cold outside, what can we talk about inside?"

Facing his mother's tenderness, Qiao Luoyan couldn't say no to it.

She restrained the wanton hostility all over her body, and the ferocity in the depths of her eyes quickly faded away.

Fu Mingcheng's wheelchair was on the steps, and he couldn't walk down like a normal person.

He stared heavily at Du Lingtong who was kneeling on the ground, and ordered again: "Aunt Du, get up!"

Du Lingtong lowered his head, not daring to look up at all.

She found that her hands were filled with a layer of black mist, and they were slowly turning black.

The skin on her body has begun to change color, and her whole body is gradually blackening after being attacked by the evil spirit.

Suddenly, Du Lingtong's arm was pinched hard.

Qiao Luoyan pulled her up from the ground and dragged her into the villa.

When passing by Fu Mingcheng who was in a wheelchair, Qiao Luoyan stopped.

She looked down at the opponent's legs, her face was cold, and a sarcasm flashed in her eyes.

The evil spirit permeating Fu Mingcheng's legs became stronger and stronger.

The evil spirit had penetrated into his bone marrow. If Du Lingtong was not stopped, even Qiao Luoyan would not be able to bring him back to normal.

Qiao Luoyan turned his head to look at Du Lingtong who kept his head down because of guilt.

She sneered: "This is what you said, can make his legs recover?"

"No." Du Lingtong retorted softly.

She knew that if Fu Mingcheng's legs were invaded by evil spirits, it might cause more serious consequences.

In order to completely cure the other party, she has made sufficient preparations tonight.

Seeing that she hesitated to speak, Qiao Luoyan raised his chin to Fu Mingcheng: "Mr. Fu, you seem to have something to say?"

From the very beginning, this man showed that he cared about Du Lingtong very much.

Fu Mingcheng's eyes darkened, and his voice was firm: "No matter what Aunt Du did wrong, she is from my Fu family."

Qiao Luoyan couldn't hold back her laughter, and asked with a half-smile, "Are you afraid that I'll kill her?"

Fu Mingcheng didn't speak, he stared at Qiao Luoyan, full of vigilance and vigilance.

Obviously, he was really afraid that Qiao Luoyan would kill Du Lingtong like he did with those monks.

"Don't worry, I'm not bloodthirsty."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Luoyan took Du Lingtong's wrist and walked into the house.

As soon as they walked into the living room, they saw Ling'er who had just walked down the stairs.

The other party held a finely crafted doll toy in his arms.

That doll caught Qiao Luoyan's attention.

The dolls are delicate and not like toys from the period.

What attracted Qiao Luoyan's attention was that the doll had black and beautiful hair, just like a real person's hair, and every strand of hair contained aura.

She let go of Du Lingtong, and walked towards Ling'er with her big eyes open.

The little girl liked the beautiful sister in front of her very much, and a big smile appeared on her face.

Qiao Luoyan bent over and touched Ling'er's head.

She deliberately lowered her voice, and asked gently, "Your name is Linger, right?"

"Yeah!" The little girl nodded vigorously.

Qiao Luoyan smiled at her and asked softly, "Can I touch the baby in your arms?"

The child felt happy that his own things were recognized, and immediately said: "Yes."

She sent the doll in her hand to Qiao Luoyan.

"Ling'er, don't!"

Du Lingtong, who was behind him, suddenly let out a shrill roar to stop him.

Qiao Luoyan did not take the doll from Linger's arms, she poked the doll's cheek with her finger.

The warm fingertips touched the doll's face, and the skin texture was very tactile.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Qiao Luoyan felt as if he touched the skin of a real person, and there was residual heat radiating from it.

Du Lingtong ran over and held Ling'er tightly in his arms.

She stared at Qiao Luoyan vigilantly, stepped back a few steps, and said in a trembling voice, "Don't touch her!"

Du Lingtong's overly violent reaction attracted the attention of others.

Fu Mingcheng also felt a little puzzled.

He stared at his daughter who was protected by Du Lingtong, and shouted: "Ling'er, come here."

Although the little girl didn't understand what happened, she clearly sensed that the atmosphere was not right.

Hearing her father's call, she quickly ran over with the doll in her arms.

Fu Mingcheng picked up his well-behaved daughter and sat on his unconscious lap.

He frowned to look at Du Lingtong, his fair face was a bit hesitant to speak.

Something is going wrong.

Fu Mingcheng did not want his daughter to be involved in these disputes.

Qiao Luoyan lowered her eyes, staring at her fingers.

She twirled her white fingertips, recalling the touch of the doll just now, and suddenly smiled.

Qiao Luoyan raised his head, staring coldly at the flustered woman opposite.

"Du Lingtong, Du Lingtong, how many lives do you have, how dare you use heaven-defying magic to refine another you."

Du Lingtong trembled all over, and begged in a trembling voice: "Don't say it, please don't say it!"

She knew that Fu Mingcheng was looking at her with probing and suspicious eyes.

There are some things that should not be pointed out now, because her goal has not been achieved yet.

Qiao Luoyan cast a sideways glance at the other party, and walked to Fu Mingcheng and Ling'er, his father and daughter.

She turned her head to look at Du Lingtong, raised her eyebrows, and smiled wickedly.

Then, under the terrified eyes of the other party, he snatched the doll from Linger's hand at an extremely fast speed.

"No!" Du Lingtong's growl stopped him.

"No! It hurts!"

Ling'er, who was nestled in Fu Mingcheng's arms, also murmured in pain.

Fu Mingcheng looked at his daughter's pale and painful face, his eyes were tearing apart.

He hugged Ling'er tightly, raised his head suddenly, and stared at Qiao Luoyan angrily.

Du Lingtong looked into Qiao Luoyan's gaze, wishing to kill her too.

Qiao Luoyan didn't care at all, she held the doll with both hands, pulled its legs, and then pulled its arms, like a naughty child.

Ling'er, lying in Fu Mingcheng's arms, grabbed his clothes with his little hands, and cried, "Father, Ling'er hurts so much, I can't breathe."

Although Fu Mingcheng was heartbroken, his only rationality told him that the situation in front of him was not right.

How could her daughter become like this because of a doll? There must be something wrong with it.

The doll that Qiao Luoyan took away seemed to have suddenly appeared in their home.

My daughter loves it since she was a child. She even hugs it when she sleeps at night, and she is reluctant to let go.

Du Lingtong saw that Ling'er was breathing more and more rapidly, and quickly transformed without exposing herself.

There was a strong wind in the house, and the strange wind blew Du Lingtong's black hair, revealing the delicate and delicate face that had no dense wrinkles and black stains dissipated.

"Yes, it's the female corpse in the coffin!"

An exclamation sounded.

When Xiao Ba saw Du Lingtong's true face, his eyes were wide open, his face full of disbelief.

He seemed to be greatly stimulated, and his face became contorted.

He was not the only one who was shocked, Yan Ziang, Lin Su, Pei Yinan and others were also shocked by this scene.

(End of this chapter)