Live fortune telling: All the people in the underworld are her younger brothers

This scene seemed to be what Jiang Ling had expected. Her expression remained calm. The next second, she appeared in front of the woman at an extremely fast speed, grabbed her neck, and pressed her against the tree trunk.

The woman's eyes were filled with panic and she struggled desperately. She lowered her head and dared not look at Jiang Ling. She couldn't utter a word.

"A two thousand year old fox demon?"

Jiang Ling narrowed her eyes, forced the woman's head up, looked at her face, and sneered, "Who gave you this face?"

"Let me go. If you kill me, he won't let you go." The fox demon gritted his teeth and looked at Jiang Ling with hatred in his eyes.

"Would you like to look at your face in the mirror?"

Jiang Ling just thought this little fox was funny.

But this little demon who is two thousand years old still looks like this. Doesn’t he have any self-awareness at all?

Jiang Ling continued: "The person you are talking about is Xuan Che?"

The fox demon chuckled, staring at Jiang Ling with those fox eyes, gritting his teeth: "You are not worthy to say his name."

"Are you worthy?"

Jiang Ling increased her strength, her red skirt fluttering wildly in the dark night, and a powerful pressure swept around in an instant.

Without warning, raindrops as big as beans fell, hitting the leaves with crackling sounds.

The birds that were originally perched in the woods flapped their wings in fear and flew away.

For a moment, the sky was filled with panicked bird shadows, which seemed to be driven by an invisible hand and flew away into the distance.

"I'll give you a chance. Tell me about your background and your plan. Be smart. You have no right to refuse."

Jiang Ling looked at them with disdain, like a king looking down on ants.

The two red skirts intertwined in the wind.

At this moment, the fox demon finally knew what Xuan Che really looked like.

It was just as he said, both similar and unlike.

What is similar is the appearance and body.

What is different is the aura and charm.

"I... I'm just a little fox demon. If you don't want someone to look like you, I'll just change my face." The fox demon swallowed hard, trying his best to steady his voice.

"You mean, you're just a little fox demon who uses puppets to enter human life?"

"Well, in this day and age, demons have almost no place to stand. In order to survive..."

"Snapped...."

The crisp and pleasant sound of slaps exploded in the sound of rain.

The fox demon covered her cheek with her hands, her eyes full of resentment and grievance.

"I don't like lying little devil."

There was a cruel and bloodthirsty arc at the corner of Jiang Ling's lips, which made the fox demon tremble with fear.

She had read books about the Spirit King in Xuan Che's dark room.

The Spirit King recorded above was just like he is now, arrogant and conceited, and his every frown and smile seemed to be filled with murderousness, cruelty, and bloodthirstiness.

After watching Jiang Ling’s live broadcast, she felt that those books were really exaggerated and the legendary Spirit King was nothing more than that.

Now that I see it, it seems like she was just pretending.

I can't understand why Xuan Che likes such a woman.

Jiang Ling had given her a chance, but she didn't cherish it. Now she couldn't blame anyone else for her failure.

Realizing that Jiang Ling was going to kill him, the fox demon no longer hid his true abilities and burst out with a huge amount of demonic power.

The nine tails stretched out at the same time, turning into sharp needles that merged with the rain and attacked Jiang Ling densely.

Jiang Ling raised her eyebrows slightly. The fur of the white nine-tailed fox would definitely be both beautiful and comfortable if used to make a cloak or a scarf.

Jiang Ling waved his right hand, and thunder filled the sky and rushed towards the fox demon.

Thinking that he must not burn the little fox, he simply chopped it a few times and then immediately stopped, took out a small dagger from his Qiankun bag and stabbed the fox demon.

"How dare you underestimate me? I am a demon, not a human. How can a knife hurt me?"

The fox demon transformed into its original form, and Jiang Ling's eyes lit up when she saw its long white hair.

She wants this hair!

"Boom!!"

A powerful purple lightning fell from the sky and struck Jiang Ling hard on the head.

As if it knew it had struck the wrong person, another bolt of purple lightning struck the fox.

The fox took advantage of Jiang Ling's distraction and reacted quickly, escaping at the cost of losing its tail.

Jiang Ling was in no hurry to catch up. With a cold face, he looked up at the sky and said coldly, "Damn Heaven, I'm just cleaning your ass now! Where are your eyes? Can you see the spot before you strike? You're old and presbyopic, so wear glasses!"

A streak of purple lightning flashed faintly in the sky, as if saying sorry.

Jiang Ling had no doubt about it. Seeing the fox demon running away, she took a breath and disappeared under a big tree.

At the same time, Pei Jingchen came to the territory of the Spiritual King ten thousand years ago with a cane.

On the surface, this place is overgrown with weeds and dead branches and leaves, but in fact, there is a huge barrier here.

This is also the address of Xuan Che that Pei Qian investigated.

Pei Jingchen tightened his grip on the cane and walked into the barrier with heavy steps.

As soon as I stepped into the barrier, a strong stench of blood hit my nose.

The gatekeeper was about to step forward to stop the stranger when he saw him, but before he could say anything, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Pei Jingchen remained calm and continued walking forward.

Apart from the disgusting smell, the decoration here made him feel dazed, as if he had instantly returned to the past.

Back to the time when the Spirit King was king.

The black building was hung with red satin and brightly colored lanterns, as well as rows of candles, which flickered and swayed brightly.

Maids dressed in various clothes were walking around hurriedly with trays, serving the man sitting at the top.

The man was surrounded by people, and when he saw the newcomer, he was not at all flustered. He waved his hand to signal everyone to leave.

Xuan Che lay lazily on the throne, raised his glass, saluted Pei Jingchen, then took a sip of the wine with an intoxicated look on his face.

"Why did you come anyway? For the Spirit King?"

"Do you know me?" Pei Jingchen was surprised.

"I know him, how could I not know him? He is the only Black Dragon Xuan Che in the world. I'm sorry, I stole your identity. Now, I am Xuan Che."

Xuan Che put down his wine glass, stood up slowly, and walked towards Pei Jingchen step by step, not forgetting to put on his iconic mask: "The Spirit King has appeared in the world, you won't snatch her from me, right? Um... With your current ability, can you protect him?"

The golden eyes looked at Pei Jingchen's heart: "Why did you come here suddenly? Because of saving the world, or because of... the Spirit King?"

Pei Jingchen frowned and said nothing.

"Are you curious? Curious about why I know so much? We are from the same period, and it's not easy to survive."

Xuan Che put away his golden eyes and turned them back to their original black color, "To tell you the truth, I like the Spirit Queen and have always loved her deeply."

"Love? This is not love, this is obsession." Pei Jingchen looked around the entire hall: "Are you the one who created the boundless statue?"

"It's really surprising. Have you paid no attention to the human world in all these years?" Xuan Che put his hands behind his back and suddenly raised his voice: "I am doing something big. I am helping the Spirit King realize his dream. Don't you like the Spirit King? Why don't you join us?"

Xuan Che spread his arms and raised a charming smile.

Seeing Pei Jingchen still had no reaction, his expression changed instantly: "You can also die here."