Black Fairy, the master is a female ghost

At nine o'clock, five luxury cars left the villa.

There were twelve bodyguards sitting in the four cars in front and back.

Lu Xunhuan was sitting in the middle car.

Driver Mo Xiaoqian.

Lu Xunhuan asked, "Xiao Qian, why did I ask you to be my driver? Besides driving well, do you have any other special skills?"

Noila Mo replied, “I’m at the seventh level of Dark Power.”

Lu Xun Huan was quite surprised, as if he had heard something new: "What?"

Noila Mo said, "You really have forgotten everything. In this world, there are cultivators whose abilities are differentiated by levels. There are nine levels in total, and I am at level seven. The seventh level of dark energy means I am a cultivator at level seven."

Lu Xun Huan touched his chin and asked, "So how powerful is the seventh level?"

Noila Mo replied, “I can use all my strength to block bullets.”

Lu Xunhuan asked again, "Where are the shells?"

Noila Mo replied, “If you can’t stop the cannonballs, you have to cultivate to the ninth level of Dark Energy.”

Lu Xunhuan nodded slightly. "I see. So, if you exert all your strength, your entire body will be as hard as steel."

Noila Mo said, “That’s not the case. If the bullet just hits the eye, then the person is dead. The nostrils, open mouth, ear canal, etc., cannot withstand the force of the bullet.”

Lu Xun Huan nodded again: "I understand, that means you still have a weakness."

"So, what about the ninth-level master?"

Mo Xiaoqian replied: "Ninth-level masters can block artillery shells, but that doesn't mean they have few weaknesses. Weaknesses require special training."

Lu Xunhuan asked, "What are the strengths of my bodyguards?"

Noila Mo said, “I can protect you closely, so naturally I am the strongest. They are basically at the fourth level of dark energy.”

Lu Xun Huan then asked, "Are there many people practicing cultivation in this world?"

Mo Xiaoqian shook her head: "Not many, less than 10,000 people in the whole country. There are less than 20 people in the country who have cultivated to the seventh level of Dark Energy, less than 10 people in the country who have cultivated to the eighth level, and only two people who have cultivated to the ninth level. They are already the leaders of the cultivation world."

"Oh," Lu Xunhuan pondered.

"Xiao Qian, you are so strong, so beautiful, and so young, why are you willing to be my bodyguard?"

Noila Mo snorted, “You think I want to come? It’s because Master owes your father a favor that he insisted that I come.”

Lu Xun Huan said "Oh" again: "Is that so? It seems that you are not very willing. Then we..."

Noila Mo turned her head and rolled her eyes at him: “How dare you say that?”

Lu Xun Huan blinked: "Could it be that I am..."

Noila Mo said, “Master Lu really forgot everything. Have you forgotten about bullying me?”

Lu Xun Huan gave a bitter smile: "Xiao Qian, tell me what you need, even if it means going through fire and water, I will help you do it."

Noila Mo laughed, “Why are you so easy to fool?”

She said, "Our relationship is based on mutual consent, but..."

"You really seem like a different person..."

Lu Xunhuan turned his head and looked at the street scene outside the car window.

"During the time I was unconscious, I had a long dream. In the dream, you were a disciple of a cultivation sect. Later, you followed me and helped me manage the Longzhou City Immortal Friends Association..."

"But the evil ones attacked, and you unfortunately died. I endured the grief and buried you in the southern suburbs of Longzhou City..."

Noila Mo said, “Your dream is so bizarre, but it sounds quite touching…”

The luxury car suddenly brakes.

Noila Mo opened the storage box and took out a three-section staff: “Something’s going on.”

Of course Lu Xunhuan noticed that something was wrong.

A dump truck suddenly appeared in front of us, blocking the lane.

Behind him, there was a fully loaded dump truck that seemed unable to stop and was heading towards his convoy.

He said to Noila Mo, “Jump out of the car.”

The car lock was opened, Mo Xiaoqian pushed open the door, rolled over, and got out of the car.

The five luxury cars in the convoy were attacked from the front and back by two dump trucks and were shattered into pieces in an instant.

Fortunately, the bodyguards were all agile and quick to react. They jumped out of the car in time and avoided the violent impact of the dump truck.

Although some people were injured in the broken vehicle, their lives were not in danger.

But Lu Xunhuan did not come out.

Everyone saw with their own eyes that the car in the middle was crushed and turned into a pile of scrap metal.

Mo Xiaoqian flew up, swung her nunchaku, and smashed the glass of the dump truck.

She pulled the driver down, threw him out, stepped on the brakes and turned off the engine.

Then, she jumped out of the car again and hurried to dig up the scrap metal to seek pleasure.

"Master, Master..."

She choked.

She scolded the bodyguards, "You good-for-nothings..."

There was a "pop" sound.

A piece of scrap steel was stretched open and fell.

It landed on the ground with a "bang".

Lu Xunhuan crawled out from the gap and stretched his arms and legs.

Noila Mo hurried forward to protect him: “It’s good that you’re okay, let’s go…”

Lu Xunhuan patted her shoulder: "Don't panic."

He took out a pair of binoculars from his arms and looked at a six-story building on the street.

Then, a flash of light suddenly appeared in the telescope and disappeared.

Everyone was dazzled and thought it was the sunlight reflecting off the lenses.

On the sixth floor of the building, a sniper was aiming at Lu Xunhuan's head.

But suddenly there was a flash of light, his eyes hurt so much that he couldn't see anything.

It was as if the strong light blinded his eyes.

He quickly rolled to the side, touched his eyes, and felt his hand was wet.

When he realized that it was blood flowing from his eyes.

He let out a shrill howl: "Ah..."

Lu Xunhuan took back the telescope, put it in his pocket, and turned the telescope into a mobile phone.

He took out his cell phone again, took a few photos of the car accident scene and the six-story building, and sent them to Qingxia.

"Someone attacked me. There are clues in the building. Come quickly."

Five minutes later, a police car came roaring in.

Qingxia jumped out of the car: "You guys seal off the scene, I'll go check inside the building."

Upstairs, the man was blind and groped his way down. Although he rolled into the emergency door, he left a trail of blood along the way.

Qingxia rushed upstairs and saw bloodstains.

Instead of catching anyone first, she followed the blood trail to a window on the sixth floor.

A sniper rifle was left at the scene.

She called a colleague through the intercom: "One person, sixth floor, we have the tools."

Then she turned around and followed the blood trail again.

Ten minutes later, a man with bloody eyes was escorted out by her and handed over to a colleague.

She walked up to Lu Xunhuan and said, "Let's talk over here."

The two avoided everyone and came to the police car.

Qingxia asked in a low voice: "How did the killer go blind?"

Lu Xunhuan smiled: "Didn't I tell you, special abilities."

Qingxia stared at him: "Are you serious?"

Lu Xun Huan suppressed his smile and said, "Then I don't know either."

Qingxia turned around and looked at the five shattered luxury cars at the scene: "The cars are all broken into pieces like this, are you okay?"

Lu Xunhuan took out his phone: "No explanation."

Qingxia turned around and looked at the building again: "You are a playboy, everyone in Pengcheng knows you, but I've never heard that you have special abilities before."

"A cultivator?"

Lu Xunhuan put his phone back into his pocket and whispered, "When I was unconscious, I had a dream. In another world, we were colleagues, investigating a case together..."

"In my dream, the Dragon King of the South China Sea said he would give me strength..."

"So, I now possess the power of the Dragon King..."

Qingxia listened with a blank expression, not knowing whether to believe it or not.

Lu Xunhuan shook his head and said, "Qingxia is still so serious, not as lively and cheerful as Zixia..."

Qingxia's originally calm eyes became sharper: "You actually know my sister..."

"I advise you to stay away from my sister."

Lu Xunhuan touched his chin and said, "Oh, the beautiful policewoman, you have a complicated background."

Qingxia scolded, "Shut up! You dare to harm my sister? I will never let you go."

After saying that, she walked away.