Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

Bian Ling ignored Bian Er's words and just stared at Jing Li indifferently.

Jing Li, holding a stick with both hands on top, showed no surprise at his appearance. "It's me. What's wrong?"

A single rhetorical question completely shut down the conversation.

Listening closely, there was a slight sense of unease.

Bian Er raised an eyebrow and sneered, "Ha, what an impolite fellow."

He glanced at Bian Ling before turning to face Jing Li.

She is definitely a sorcerer.

Jing Li's expression was calm; she showed no panic or fear at meeting them.

Doesn't she realize that they're here to teach her a lesson?

"You're the female sorcerer they were talking about?"

Bian Er looked down on Jing Li and felt contempt for her.

With such good looks, she probably got her resources by tricking people out of nowhere. Mystics masters rely heavily on treasures, especially those rich in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

If it weren't for his master's favoritism, he would have been even more powerful. Over the years, he would have been able to reach the same level as Bian Ling long ago.

Fortunately, in recent years, there have been other items from mystical practitioners that can be donated.

Hei Tong said that all the jade they had prepared for sale had been confiscated by this little girl.

They're all a bunch of useless people who don't know how to protect their own treasures.

Jing Li shifted her gaze to him. "Who are you?"

Black Eyes watched them from behind with a sinister look in his eyes.

He tried to minimize his presence in this regard.

So he didn't say anything.

"Who am I? What's wrong? Don't you Chinese sorcerers recognize me? You might not know the name Bian Ling, but I've been mingling in the sorcerer circle for years, and you don't know me?"

Bian Er's face was unpleasant, and he didn't give Jing Li a kind look at all.

After saying that, he added, "Even if Nangong Qinghe were here, she wouldn't dare to speak to me like that."

"Are you someone very important to me?" Jing Li asked thoughtfully. "I don't think I have any recollection of you."

Jing Li looked very serious, thinking it over and over again.

Indeed, the original owner did not have this person's face in their memories.

He pulled a talisman from his waist and flew quickly toward Jing Li.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson, you ungrateful little brat."

The talisman spontaneously combusted in mid-air, turning into a small fireball that shot straight towards Jing Li's face.

Jing Li's eyes were instantly imprinted with fiery red.

She tried to lift the stick, but a piercing pain in her heart froze her in place, her body out of her control!

Jing Li remained expressionless, but inwardly she was still complaining.

It's happening again. Can't you give me some extra support?

The fiery red light gradually obscured all the color in her eyes, and the distance between them grew closer and closer until Jing Li couldn't even lift her hand.

She just let out a soft sigh.

When you feel utterly helpless.

A force appeared out of nowhere, the air seemed to be flowing, and the fireball stopped abruptly just before it touched Jing Li.

Then, it was as if I was encircled by something.

It moves up, down, left, and right in the air.

It makes a "buzzing" sound.

Suddenly, the sizzling sound disappeared, and the sparks scattered in all directions like exploding sparks, but not a single spark landed in front of Jing Li.

"Nangong Qinghe!!!"

Bian Er gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, then immediately threw a talisman behind him, and the fireball exploded once again.

Nangong Qinghe wore a trench coat, her broad shoulders and slender figure enhancing her overall aura. Her face looked pale, and her neatly tousled hair, bathed in sunlight, gave her a cold and aloof appearance.

His lips were pressed into a straight line, and he shot out a chillingly sharp gaze, making him look like someone you shouldn't mess with.

Bian Ling originally thought that the girl in front of her would deal with Bian Er first, but she didn't expect that she would not retaliate against Bian Er's attack at all.

He narrowed his eyes; he had just seen the fireball almost hit her face.

This isn't like her at all.

When I fought her before, I never suffered any losses.

Jing Li held his breath, veins bulging on his face. This feeling...

She glanced at the people over there without making a sound.

Bian Er was furious at this unexpected person and shoved Kuroto, who was standing behind him.

"roll."

He had a grudge against Nangong Qinghe, and now that he had humiliated Nangong Qinghe like this, he was in a very bad mood, so he took out all his anger on the only ordinary person, Hei Tong.

Black Eyes clenched his fists tightly, his face turning pale and then red. Humiliation and shame surged into his heart, and he subconsciously lowered his head.

His eyes held an indescribable restraint and ruthlessness.

These guys!

He will turn the tables sooner or later and trample all these people under his feet.

Bian Er turned around, and Jing Li noticed Hei Tong, who had been silent all along. Her eyes darkened slightly, and she said indifferently, "Is this the helper you found?"

The words were undoubtedly addressed to Kurohime.

Hei Tong glared at her fiercely, but then, sensing that the situation was not right, he deliberately added fuel to the fire, "You've offended the masters of Jinzhen Temple; you won't have a good ending."

“Especially Master Bian Er, you’ve never even heard of him.”

He spoke harshly, using the harsh tone to cover up his dissatisfaction with Bian Er, and then gave Bian Er a perfunctory compliment.

Bian Er was already in a bad mood, and now he was even more impatient.

He ignored Hei Tong's words and only said to those sharp eyes, "Nangong Qinghe, why are you everywhere!"

"What? Can't I come?" Nangong Qian turned the thumb ring on her thumb, her head slightly lowered.

Qianrui followed closely behind him.

"It's all because you're always doing inhuman things, otherwise why would our boss have come here?"

Qianrui pounded his fists together, "Judging from your expression, you want to fight! You've been using dirty tricks all along."

"Heh, as long as we can win, why bother with dirty tricks? It's just that you're not as skilled as us."

They disdain the two arguments.

Raising her head proudly, she said, "What, you want to stand up for her?"

He pointed his finger at the mirror.

Bian Ling had been observing Jing Li, and the appearance of Nangong Qinghe did not attract much attention from him, because he could tell that the girl in front of him was not in a good state.

After hearing Bian Er's words, he thought for a moment, "Bian Er, the female sorcerer you mentioned is quite an extraordinary person, why would she need Captain Nangong's help?"

He patted Bian Er's arm in the past, as if they were very familiar with each other.

Bian Er shifted his gaze to the hand on his arm, "Stay away from me!"

He swung it away.

"A little girl like that, only you guys think she's so powerful. If it weren't for her treasures, what would she be? She must have a lot of treasures on her. After I snatch them, I'll kill her!"

A murderous glint flashed in Bian Er's eyes.

Leaving problems behind is never his style.

The sorcerers whose treasures he stole were all killed by him silently.

cause and effect?

With a master around, what is there to fear about karma?

Moreover, they were just fighting with magic. The death of a sorcerer doesn't have a significant karmic consequence for the sorcerer.