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

When netizens who were following the live broadcast room saw the show start, they couldn’t wait to click in to see what was going on.

[What about people? 】

Where are my two wives?

[Where is this place? Deep in the mountains? ]

[What is this? Did I enter the wrong live broadcast room? ]

[Chen Haoyu has completely collapsed. I want to see how he can cheer up his brainless fans.]

[It collapsed? Isn't he a movie star? ]

[There are many people criticizing him online now, and they have also released a lot of evidence. I won’t talk about his financial sponsors, but the most important thing is that he evaded taxes. He is completely finished.]

[I don't care about that celebrity, I just want to know why the Spirit King suddenly started a live broadcast but didn't show up. ]

[Yeah, where are the people? Why is there no one here? ]

Netizens in the live broadcast room were discussing the matter, and the screen was filled with barrages of comments, but the room remained quiet.

Everyone waited for about twenty minutes, and a man in a green robe slowly walked towards the camera from the depths.

This person is not an outsider, everyone knows him, Feng Yan has the Tao.

Feng Yanyoudao just made a gesture with his left hand and waved his right hand, and a female ghost appeared in front of him.

Everyone recognized the female ghost; she was the beautiful female ghost that appeared in the mountain fog not long ago.

This...netizens were confused by this scene, what is going on?

The female ghost was also surprised. She looked at Feng Yanyoudao with a vigilant look and asked, "What... is going on?"

Feng Yanyoudao looked at the female ghost, stroked his beard, and put his hands behind his back: "What's going on? Who helped you break the seal? Don't you know?"

"It's you?" The female ghost was surprised.

"Of course, if you want to keep your life, then listen to me. I will come here again at night. You tell me all your experiences and surrender to me. After it's over, I will let you out to continue your revenge." Feng Yan said slowly.

The female ghost was silent for a while: "Why should I believe you?"

Feng Yanyoudao reminded with a smile: "Just because I'm standing here now, isn't that enough?"

"Why should I tell you about my experience? You want to subdue me, but not now?" The female ghost didn't understand the meaning of what he was doing.

"This has nothing to do with you. If you are willing, cooperate with me at night. If not, die now."

Feng Yanyoudao looked at her coldly, as if it was a conversation between a god and an ant.

The female ghost knew she had no choice, so she nodded: "As long as you don't kill me, everything is fine."

Feng Yanyoudao nodded with satisfaction and revealed an intriguing smile.

At this moment, a cold, distant and slightly lazy voice sounded.

"I won't kill you either, so who do you listen to?"

The live broadcast room, which had been in a daze, suddenly cheered.

[Spirit King! Long live the Spirit King, the Spirit King is number one in the world! ]

[I told you my wife wouldn't go live without a reason and not show up.]

[Looking at Feng Yanyoudao who looks so upright, I didn't expect that he is such a mean person in private. ]

[I just read a little friend's popular science. When he said that Feng Yan Youdao might be an evil cultivator, I scolded him. Now I see that I was wrong. I want to apologize.]

[It's on fire, and I need a miracle reappearance background music at this moment. 】

[In order to gain points, he will do anything to get them. 】

[Wait, everyone, family members, what did Feng Yanyoudao say? He released the female ghost! Why would he release the female ghost for no reason? ]

[Hiss, the female ghost in the school yesterday...hiss...why? Is there some conspiracy?]

Jiang Ling and Lin Feier, who had been in invisible state, suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room.

Jiang Ling was wearing her bright red dress as always, looking stunning and radiant like spring flowers, with her beautiful hair flying in the wind.

He has a fierce aura, is cold and aloof, and has a black snake spitting out its tongue on his wrist, which makes people afraid.

Lin Feier was wearing a pink sports suit, looking cute and lovely.

The female ghost stepped back alertly: "Who are you?"

"You are still young, you don't know my name."

Jiang Ling looked at Feng Yanyoudao and said, "Feng Yanyoudao, you are...Xuan Che's man."

No matter how stupid Feng Yanyoudao was, he realized that Xuan Che should be King Xuan, but this Jiang Ling might not be the little Sister Ling he knew.

Rumor has it that Sister Xiao Ling is a substitute for someone. Could it be... impossible?

How could the Xuan King allow such a powerful nine-tailed fox demon to be a human substitute? What was going on?

Feng Yan Youdao is just an ordinary human being, only in his forties or fifties at most. How could he possibly know about the deeds of the Spirit King?

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Feng Yanyoudao's head was spinning frantically, thinking of a way to escape.

Since there are two of them, I am no match for that nine-tailed fox. How can I not beat a girl in her 20s?

He admitted that Jiang Ling's magic was indeed powerful, and if they really fought, it was hard to say who would win or lose.

It just so happened that the formation he had set up was already complete, so he just considered it as a buy one get two free deal.

Feng Yan Youdao's mouth corners slightly curled, his face looked a little ferocious, and he raised his fingers lightly, and the formation was immediately formed. In an instant, the black air quickly gathered and rotated rapidly with Feng Yan Youdao as the center, forming a huge vortex of spiritual power.

"From now on, there will be no more Master Jiang in the world."

After saying that, he pushed the ground hard with his toes and shot towards Jiang Ling like an arrow.

At the same time, the big knife formed by black air chopped down fiercely.

"Master Jiang!" Ling Feier shouted.

Jiang Ling stared coldly at Feng Yan Youdao who was rushing towards her.

When everyone thought that Master Jiang was doomed to die.

Jiang Ling narrowed her beautiful eyes, a golden light flashed, and she leaped up gracefully like a crane spreading its wings. Her red skirt fluttered wantonly, and she took strange steps, as if stepping on a ladder to the clouds, to meet Feng Yanyoudao's attack head-on.

At the same time, a powerful spiritual power surged out like a tide.

Feng Yanyoudao felt this spiritual power and was horrified. It was over. Was he going to die? No, I couldn't die like this!

There was a flash of determination in Feng Yanyoudao's eyes. He clenched his teeth, gathered all his spiritual power, and attacked Jiang Ling with all his might.

However, Jiang Ling didn't even frown, but stretched out her slender little hand to grab the black sword that Feng Yanyoudao was chopping at her.

"Crack—Boom—"

The explosion of the violent collision was deafening, and Feng Yanyoudao was shocked by the powerful spiritual power and vomited blood and flew backwards.

"That's it?"

Jiang Ling landed slowly on the ground, her clothes fluttering in the wind, spotless, noble and elegant.

Feng Yanyoudao lay on the ground, blood gushing out of his mouth, his fists clenched, his eyes bloodshot, staring at Jiang Ling hatefully: "No, and, you forced me to do this."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole area was suddenly filled with black fog, and it was eerie and terrifying, as if one was in purgatory.

Feng Yanyoudao sat down cross-legged, greedily absorbing the resentment, evil spirits and ghostly auras from all directions.

The female ghost who had been watching the show was also affected. She held her head and howled in pain, and her figure gradually faded.

Jiang Ling took out a talisman from his Qiankun bag and threw it on the female ghost.

Feng Yanyoudao's hair turned visibly white, his cheeks became sunken, his eyes were red, and a strong murderous aura surrounded his body, like a demon from hell.

The magic circle was still in operation. Beads of sweat appeared on Feng Yanyoudao's forehead. His whole body was shaking, and a strange and distorted expression appeared on his face.

Finally, Feng Yanyoudao suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils were gray, as if he was blind, and he showed a creepy smile.

The formation was activated, and the black gas surged like a tsunami.

There was nothing to see in the live broadcast room except pitch darkness.

Tang Banxian shouted: "Lin Feier, quickly use the talisman to leave here."

Lin Feier felt that she was not in serious trouble, and responded loudly: "I seem to be fine, Master Jiang! Captain! How are you? What is this black fog? Tang Banxian, you go first, I'll wait for the captain!"

The little golden light from Tang Banxian was so weak that it was completely invisible. Even so, he had no intention of escaping.

What if...what if there is a miracle?

Jiang Ling sighed helplessly. This Feng Yan Youdao was indeed quite capable. To cover up so much resentment... it would take a lot of merit and power.

"never mind."

A ray of golden light rushed to the sky, like the rising sun dispelling the darkness of the night. In an instant, all the dark air disappeared.

Feng Yanyoudao was also reduced to ashes by this golden light.

A deep and clear male voice suddenly sounded: "You thought of me at this time?"