After being forced into marriage, the metaphysical master became the darling of the richest family.

Chapter 224

Lin Meifeng muttered something and hurriedly found something to get rid of the bad luck on her body.

Only then did I feel at ease taking my bag and going out to have dinner with my girlfriends.

She had only been walking around for a short while when she felt very tired, as if something was pressing on her back, making her feel uncomfortable.

"Maybe I've been too stressed lately," she muttered, frowning, then said goodbye to her friends and went home to rest.

Seeing that An Binghuai had not yet returned from the company, Lin Meifeng went upstairs in frustration.

Not a moment.

A scream came from upstairs.

Lin Meifeng stared at the mirror, her face pale. Even after realizing that there was no one else in the mirror but herself, her heart rate did not slow down at all.

"You old hag, I told you to stop bothering me! It wasn't me who promised that man I'd kill you. It's clearly your son!"

She angrily threw the bottle at the mirror.

Looking at the shattered mirror, I finally felt the strange chill around me dissipate a little!

"Don't come looking for me, I told you!"

Lin Meifeng muttered to herself as she put on the necklace the man had given her, only feeling at ease after crawling into bed.

And what she didn't know was.

Song Chuntao's resentful body was floating at the foot of the bed.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he wanted nothing more than to tear the person off the bed and devour them!

However, when he touched the thing around the woman's neck, his eyes were full of apprehension.

at the same time.

An Jiuxi, who was guarding Jin Yize, also sensed the aura coming from the direction of the An family.

The cell phone rang at that moment.

Before she could answer the phone, a figure appeared in front of her.

It was Wen Chuyun who noticed something was wrong and rushed over!

"Big brother."

An Jiuxi was taken aback, then her expression turned serious. "Has something happened to the An family?"

Wen Chuyun nodded, glancing at the man on the bed out of the corner of her eye, and formed a hand seal.

The mark gradually shrank, burrowing into the man's heart.

"The Mind-Clearing Mantra can help calm the centipede's violent resentment, and you'll have less trouble in the future," Wen Chuyun said at the right moment, then changed the subject.

"Old Mrs. An is dead, but she should have died the day you fell into the cave. I only realized it today, which is very strange."

Thinking about what happened that day, An Jiuxi frowned.

"The other party clearly doesn't want us to know about Song Chuntao's death. Her original spiritual energy should have been transferred, but I can't detect who it was transferred to."

Wen Chuyun's eyes turned cold, and his tone was full of irritation.

"It should be An Yuwei." An Jiuxi's first suspect was her.

After all, An Binghuai wouldn't let the benefits go to outsiders.

But she was equally puzzled as to what method the other party had used to be able to evade the senior brother's detection!

This person's cultivation level is likely above that of the senior brother!

"An Yuwei was taken to the capital by the Xia family. I don't know the specific reason, but it seems to be related to Madam Xia's deceased daughter."

As soon as Wen Chuyun spoke, An Jiuxi stood up abruptly.

She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, "An Yuwei went to the capital alone?"

The capital city...

Why would An Binghuai suddenly send An Yuwei away?

Unless... there's something they're plotting!

“The Xia family only had one daughter. Now that Xia Shengsheng has passed away, Madam Xia probably wants to adopt a goddaughter.” Wen Chuyun paused here.

His gaze slowly fell on the junior sister in front of him.

"This opportunity should have been yours."

Chance?

An Jiuxi's eyes flickered slightly, but she didn't care. "If it's mine, it can't escape."

"Senior Brother, am I also going to the capital?"

People of the Xuanmen (Taoist school).

Unable to know one's own destiny.

Fellow disciples may explore, but only one-tenth of their knowledge is permissible.

An Jiuxi stared intently at Wen Chuyun, not wanting to miss a single subtle expression on his face.