After taking care of the baby, the demon boss wants to play bad every day

"Xuan'er's childhood sweetheart is Xiaoyu, and Xiaoyu has also come to the Beautiful Country?"

The other person on the right hand side of the old man at the top is the master of the male soul that occupied Ling Zexuan's body.

He stood up and raised his foot to kick the woman who suddenly broke in.

Ye Chuyin's eyes turned cold and she flicked a finger. The man flew backwards and hit the wall. He vomited blood and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Who? Who is playing tricks? Come out here!"

The old man at the top couldn't sit still anymore. The scene just now was so horrifying no matter how he looked at it. There was clearly nothing in front of him, yet this man actually flew backwards out of thin air.

He had the ability to see ghosts and spirits, but he didn't sense any ghosts around him. With his level of Taoism, he didn't even notice anything.

Seeing that even the most powerful master didn't know what was going on, the people below could no longer sit still and all retreated to the wall, not daring to make a sound.

The old man at the top didn't respond or move for a long time. Just as he was about to take the initiative, he formed his five fingers into claws and reached towards Ling's mother who was closest to him, ready to strangle Ling's mother's neck.

Suddenly, the old man at the top also flew backwards, and like the previous man, he hit the wall and fell down, spitting out blood, and lay on the ground unable to get up.

"Who is it? Come out!"

The old man at the top struggled to get up, fear and anger in his eyes.

Ye Chuyin walked out from the shadows, her figure slowly appeared in front of everyone, holding Ling Zexuan in her hand.

Her eyes were as cold as a knife, sweeping across everyone present.

"I am the person you are looking for."

Ye Chuyin's voice was cold and echoed in the empty hall.

The old man at the top widened his eyes, trying to see clearly the woman in front of him who looked young but exuded a powerful aura.

He couldn't understand why his magic and Taoism were completely ineffective in front of this woman.

"You... who are you? Why can you break my spell so easily?"

The old man at the head had a trembling voice; he was already feeling an unprecedented fear.

Ye Chuyin approached step by step, and every step seemed like a heavy hammer stepping on their hearts.

"You call this magic? You dare to hurt innocent people, occupy other people's bodies, and use the souls of living people to practice. Today is the day you will be punished!"

Ye Chuyin's voice was like the wind in the cold winter, freezing cold.

As she raised her hand, powerful spiritual energy began to surge, and a strong wind blew throughout the entire hall. The evil cultivators were oppressed by her momentum and couldn't breathe.

"Have mercy! Lady, have mercy!"

Some people began to beg for mercy, but Ye Chuyin's heart was as hard as steel, and she had no mercy on these black sheep.

Today, she wants to seek justice for those who have been harmed by these people!

As Ye Chuyin waved her hands, spells flew out, trapping the evil cultivators in place, making them unable to move.

Her gaze finally fell on the old man at the top, and she spoke coldly:

"As for you, hand over Ling Zexuan's soul and tell me what other unscrupulous deeds you have done and how many lives you have killed. Perhaps, I will let you go!"

The old man at the head was already pale at this time. With his strength, he couldn't even launch a single move against this woman. He knew that he couldn't escape today.

"I...I'll pay it, I'll pay it!"

With a trembling voice, he began to chant the spell.

The old man's eyes rolled around, and suddenly he took out a black object from his arms and threw it towards Ye Chuyin.

Ye Chuyin did not dodge or evade, but used her spiritual power to control the thing in the air.

"This thing again? Can you be a little more creative, like taking out a grenade or something?" Ye Chuyin said disdainfully.

“You…you, what are you doing…” The old man at the head was extremely shocked.

"You are wasting my time again. This is so annoying!"

Ye Chuyin flicked her finger and threw the object to the group of people at the foot of the wall. Suddenly, with a bang, pungent smoke dissipated.

Ye Chuyin waved her hand and controlled the thick smoke around the group of people, without affecting Ling's mother and Ling Zexuan at all.

As soon as Ye Chuyin appeared, Ling's mother rushed forward to support Ling Zexuan and kept calling his name.

Seeing Ling's mother's worried look, Ye Chuyin thought of her own mother Ye and couldn't help but speak:

"Mother Ling, he's fine. His soul is incomplete and someone has taken over his body. He'll be fine once we get his soul back."

Mother Ling then looked at Ye Chuyin's face carefully and said in surprise:

"Xiaoyu, you are Xiaoyu? Is it really you?"

"Mother Ling, it's me!" Ye Chuyin answered gently.

While the two were talking, the old man at the head quietly formed seals with his hands, took out an exquisite little doll from his arms, and muttered something in a low voice.

When I listened carefully, it turned out to be Japanese!

Suddenly, there was a violent gale in the hall, with gusts of cold wind and the temperature dropped drastically.

A tall monster with a red face and fangs emerged behind the old man at the top.

Mother Ling screamed:

"Xiao Yu, run!"

Ye Chuyin grabbed her arm that was holding Ling Zexuan and said calmly:

"No need to run, just stay here and watch me deal with this disgusting Japanese man."

Before she finished her words, Ye Chuyin, without even looking, raised her left hand, activated the purple spiritual power, and suddenly grabbed the neck of the monster that had pounced on her.

With a snap, the monster shattered into pieces, exploded with a bang, and disappeared!

“This… how is this possible? This is the strongest shikigami of my Rizhao Kingdom, how could you possibly…” The old man at the top was extremely shocked.

"Shut up!" Purple spiritual power rushed up the old man's neck.

Ye Chuyin shot a beam of golden light from her other hand towards the old man, and instantly, a shadow split from his body.

The old man was shaking with headache and howling.

Mother Ling screamed:

"It's Xuan'er, is this Xuan'er's soul?"

"Correct!"

Ye Chuyin quickly pulled out the middle-aged male soul from Ling Zexuan's body and threw it on the ground. She slowly sent Ling Zexuan's soul into her body and then shot a beam of golden light into his body.

He took out a pill and handed it to Ling's mother:

"Mother Ling, give him this to eat, and he will wake up in a while."

The male soul that was thrown to the ground finally reacted at this time. He glanced around and ran towards the old man who was first bounced away by Ye Chuyin: "Master, Master, how are you?"

After a while, Ling Zexuan woke up, looked at Ling's mother blankly, then looked at Ye Chuyin, not understanding the situation, so Ling's mother hurriedly explained it to him.

Mother Ling witnessed all of this. Seeing Ye Chuyin come down like a god to save her son, she was so excited that tears streamed down her face. She stepped forward and tightly grasped Ye Chuyin's hand:

"Xiaoyu, thank you for saving my son, thank you!"

Ye Chuyin shook her head and waved her hand to knock Ling Zexuan and Ling's mother unconscious.

He mobilized his spiritual power and once again laid hold of the head of the old man who was unable to move. After a moment, he let go and directly took out the soul of this man, the middle-aged man, and his master and threw them into the purgatory space.