After Being Possessed by Spirit World Giants [Transmigration Book]

The more Cheng Zian spoke, the more anxious he became, "You personally ordered this project, and Tianhai also has a part in it, so you can't just sit idly by..."

Yuan Xinghui got up suddenly, and walked closer, "It is indeed my order, but the dirty things you did among them were not my intention."

"What, what did I do?!" Cheng Zi'an raised his voice but couldn't hide his guilt.

Yuan Xinghui looked into his eyes and said coldly: "If you want others to not know, you must do nothing yourself."

"Eldest nephew, what do you mean by that?" Cheng Zian was about to sell his elders again.

"You haven't thought about the current situation?" Yuan Xinghui walked around him.

"Why, can you explain it clearly?" Cheng Zian felt cold when he saw it.

"If it weren't for you to make trouble, how could you step into someone else's trap?" Yuan Xinghui's tone suddenly became severe.

"Trap?!" Cheng Zian was still confused by his cold eyes.

Yuan Xinghui suddenly stretched out his arm and patted him on the shoulder.

The force was so strong that Cheng Zian felt his internal organs tremble, his legs softened, and he fell face up on the sofa.

Staring at Yuan Xinghui with a bloodless face, "You, you want to kill me?"

Yuan Xinghui's tone was cold, and he stretched out his palm and said: "I still don't admit it, this is the evidence that you are being plotted against."

Cheng Zian plucked up his courage and looked at his palm, "Green... Gecko? With this thing, you can conclude that I did something wrong? Xinghui, I know that your Yuan family started their business with these things, and you really believe in metaphysics, but You can't fool people either."

"This is called the 'Green Tears Lizard', which is a genital that gathers resentment, and survives by absorbing luck." Yuan Xinghui snorted coldly, with contempt palpable, "You have not been very lucky recently, have you?"

"I know that I've had bad luck recently. Do you need to tell me?" Cheng Zian said angrily, "I'm too lazy to tell you so much. It's okay to go to continent A to find my brother-in-law and play golf, right?"

"Are you threatening me?" Yuan Xinghui's face darkened, his aura became cold.

"How can this be called a 'threat'?" Seeing his nervous look, Cheng Zian felt that he had pulled back a victory, and began to gloat, "By the way, remember my deceased sister, do you agree to this?"

Yuan Xinghui changed the subject, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's okay to remember, and I don't need to disturb my father for business. How much money do I need?"

"This is my good nephew." Cheng Zian was even more complacent, trying to figure out the right number in his mind, when Yuan Xinghui called him.

Cheng Zian raised his head suddenly, only to feel a cold wind blowing straight to his forehead, shaking violently as if he had received an electric shock.

Then the field of vision began to rise slowly, and he watched himself detach from the body, floating in the air like a feather.

I knew that this kid was not authentic, but I had made all the preparations before. Although there would be a bigger commotion, nothing was important.

Just realized that something was wrong, Cheng Zian pressed the shortcut button on his phone and immediately called the police. At the same time, Shen Feng, who was guarding the reception room, would also receive the information. The driver, in fact, is comparable to the FBI in terms of his qualifications.

Cheng Zian was full of thoughts when the door of the office was slammed open. Ren Ruipan chased after him, but he didn't stop him.

A gleam of hope rose in Cheng Zi'an's heart, but he saw Shen Feng staring past him and rushing straight to the sofa.

"You're blind..." He was about to shout angrily, but the words got stuck in his throat.

The one lying on the sofa is actually me? !

Seeing Shen Feng, Yuan Xinghui's complexion changed, and he raised his hand to stop Ren Ruipan from chasing.

Shen Feng stepped forward and sniffed Cheng Zian's breath first.

"I'm not dead yet!" Cheng Zian yelled, but no one cared about his voice, so he could only pin all his hopes on Shen Feng.

Shen Feng raised his head, glanced lightly into the air, and looked straight at Yuan Xinghui.

"Who are you?" Yuan Xinghui asked in a deep voice, subconsciously putting his whole body on guard.

"Master?!"

Seeing his reaction, Ren Ruipan couldn't hide her shock. Could it be that there is something in this world that the master fears?How can it be?

Before Yuan Xinghui could issue an order, Ren Ruipan suddenly launched an attack, slashing towards Shen Feng like a sharp sword with a black pillar of wind.

The opponent didn't seem to care about her attack at all, and his body didn't move, but the wind column seemed to hit a transparent wall, and gradually dissipated.

"He's not Shen Feng!"

Yuan Xinghui warned sharply.

It was too late, Ren Ruipan was like a stone sculpture, his limbs were stiff and unable to move.

Her eyes were staring straight ahead, but she had lost focus.

"Phantom!" Yuan Xinghui called her name, Ren Ruipan stood like a statue, gray smoke gradually emerged from the seven orifices, and the pupils continued to dilate.

"Shen Feng" took the time to remove the disguise, revealing Wen Yue's original appearance.

Things that you can't do yourself can be outsourced. As early as the filming stage of "Pearls and Jade Run", Wen Yue thought that Cheng Zian was "seriously suspected" of stealing people's souls, and it was inconvenient to investigate because he was in the project, so he asked Mao Xianshan to hire a private detective.

Within a week, Cheng Zian's itinerary and personal relationship materials were on the table.

Among the materials, Shen Feng caught his attention. The investigation found that his relationship with Cheng Zian was indeed not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

"Doesn't it feel good to be trapped in a dead body?" The cold voice surrounded the surroundings.

Ren Rui hoped that the seven orifices would produce smoke, which looked like a steam engine.

Wen Yue squatted in the bamboo forest. Although the situation was urgent, the situation in his vision was still a bit funny.

With just one move, Bo Xianyun made his personal guards lose their combat effectiveness.

When Wen Yue turned around and looked at him with piercing eyes, Yuan Xinghui clenched his fists tightly, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Come out." The cold voice touched a nerve.

Yuan Xinghui subconsciously stepped back a lot.

"Come out." Wen Yue pressed on every step of the way, exuding the air of a king that made people breathless.

Yuan Xinghui retreated to the wall, and the moment he looked at Wen Yue, two clusters of golden flames flashed from the bottom of his cold pool-like eyes.

Yuan Xinghui turned pale with shock, closed his eyes, and slumped down.

Wen Yue only felt a flash of the surrounding scenery, and his body was already under his control.

The floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the president's office made a bang, and a big hole burst out in an instant.

Wen Yue quickly chased to the window, looking at the black clouds billowing in the sky, the black sky and the earth whistling with gusts of wind, and there was no light at all.

"Fire Phoenix..."

Wen Yue also felt that Yuan Xinghui was by no means an ordinary opponent, so he was more aware of the strength of Bo Xianyun than Yinwu before.

Bo Xianyun's insistence on forcing Yuan Xinghui out of his body seems to have other hidden reasons.

Wen Yue was faintly worried, and suddenly felt that the wind direction in the room had quietly changed.

Sensen chill approached quickly, Wen Yue's whole body tightened, and she turned around against the glass.

Billowing black smoke coalesced into a "smoke man" staring at him with a pair of bloody eyes.

"you……"

Wen Yue didn't have time to make a sound, and his neck was strangled by the cold palm.

On the face billowing with smoke and dust, the two bloody eyes were particularly scary.

"One trick ruined my hundreds of years of cultivation, even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with me!"

The black smoke rose up and down with the mood swings, and every time it rose up, a wisp would disappear.

Wen Yue understands that she is the "end of the crossbow" that burns her life, but she doesn't know if she can last until she burns out.

Using the last bit of strength, Wen Yue slid his arm into his pocket, but it was empty.

"Looking for this?" Huanmo laughed, obviously seeing through his "life-saving straw".

Wen Yue saw that the soul whistle slid out of sight from the window in a standard parabolic free fall.

"Would you like to take a gamble?" The phantom demon said with a ferocious expression, "It depends on whether you die first or I die first!" The strength in his hand increased by two points.

He seemed to like the way he struggled in pain, the monster squeezed out the air from Wen Yue's lungs like squeezing a plastic bag.

Wen Yue's face was flushed, and she felt that she was about to explode, and Bo Xianyun's face suddenly appeared in her mind, "Will he be sad?"

A thought flickered like a spark, since his breath could blow the soul whistle, maybe...

Wen Yue opened and closed his lips, as if he was about to say something, the phantom became interested in his "pleading", and his pranced face quickly approached.

Wen Yue exhausted all her strength and blew a hard breath into her face. The phantom was stunned, then howled suddenly, and retreated violently for several meters.

Fresh air rushed into the throat, Wen Yue coughed violently, a big hole was "burned" on the phantom's face by his breath, and his body shrank in half instantly.

She stared at Wen Yue lingering, and suddenly smiled bitterly, "You wandering soul is really hateful, just call the original owner back!"

"Wen Yue." Bo Xianyun stood in front of the window at some point, looking down at them, seeing Wen Yue's appearance, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his deep eyes.

The phantom's lips curled up, showing a desperate smile, and it immediately turned into a cloud of smoke and rushed towards Wen Yue, but when it approached him, it was scattered by Bo Xianyun with a wave of his arm.

There was a clanging sound on the ground, and an eyeball rolled to his side. Wen Yue had no time to react, and his eyes flashed into the eyes with the burst of fire.