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The night is deep.

In the quiet room, only a fluorescent yellow bedside lamp was turned on.

The old man sat by the bed, looking at the unconscious young man on the bed with a sad expression on his face.

The young man's complexion was unhealthily white but still could not cover his delicate facial features. The sleeping young man closed his eyes tightly, his slender eyelashes stood up but he did not open his eyes. The short hair covering his ears was also silvery white to match his complexion, slightly pursed. His thin lips were slightly pale, and the thin quilt still couldn't cover the young man's thin body, adding a touch of pity to his frailty.

At the same time, directly across from where the old man was sitting, a man who looked exactly like the comatose boy was looking at the old man without blinking.

The old man didn't realize that there was anything wrong with the opposite position, and said hoarsely to the young man, "Xiao Yao, the formation to protect your body has reached its limit. If you can't wake up within three days, you may spend your whole life..." Speaking of Now, the old man's voice was astringent, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing this, Chu Yao stretched out his hand to help the old man wipe away his tears, but the moment his hand touched the old man, he passed straight through.

Chu Yao paused, looking at himself lying unconscious on the bed, feeling depressed.

Since the last time he was seriously injured and fell into a coma, his soul had never returned from his body, and he was diagnosed as a vegetative state if he did not wake up after being seriously injured.

Chu Yao tried countless times to return to his own body, but he was inexplicably rejected. As a celestial master, he couldn't communicate with the Chu family to explain the situation. Chu Yao was sure that his coma was not an accident.

But... he is only a soul body now, and he can't even communicate with others, let alone find out who harmed him.

Chu Yao looked down at the unconscious self, but when he reached out to touch it, he could only touch a layer of nothingness, preventing him from returning to his body.

'bang bang bang'

The door was knocked suddenly, the old man quickly wiped away his tears, and shouted in a stern voice: "What are you doing so loudly? Be careful to disturb Xiao Yao!"

The boy who opened the door was about to cry, and he didn't care about being taught by his grandfather, so he hurriedly said: "Grandpa is not good, and the gang from the Tianshi Association are here again, so stay here and stay here, what should I do."

Chu Yao frowned suddenly, how dare those people from the Celestial Masters Association come? !

How long has he been in a coma, and how long have the people from the Celestial Masters Association been making trouble!Tried the bottom line of grandpa time and time again, constantly suppressed the Chu family, in order to get the treasure of the Chu family by all means, and recently fabricated a murder case that did not exist on the head of the Chu family, saying that the Chu family manipulated Yuhunling to kill people .

Shouting for the Chu family to hand over the 'murder weapon'.

Chu Yao saw all this.

The old man got up without saying a word, and walked out together with the young man. When he went out, he did not forget to close the door gently, as if he was afraid of disturbing the 'sleeping' Chu Yao.

Seeing this, Chu Yao wanted to follow, but within two steps, he felt the traction from his body, trapping him in place and unable to move.

He can't get back into the body, and he can't leave the body too far away.

Chu Yao was forced to stand where he was, looking at the closed door, clenched his fists tightly.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside the door.

There was a 'bang', like the sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

What followed was a chaotic sound.

what happened?

It sounded like a fight.

Chu Yao was extremely impatient. In a fight now, the Chu family would never gain the upper hand.

If it was three years ago, the Chu family would not have taken the Celestial Masters Association seriously, but now it is different. Several elders and young children still stuck around and did not leave.

Coupled with the strange and unscrupulous actions of the Celestial Masters Association, the Chu family confronted them...

Thinking of this, Chu Yao became more and more anxious about what happened downstairs, so he drew the talisman empty-handed in a hurry, but because his soul could not gather any spiritual power, the trajectory he repeatedly traced with his index finger was futile.

No...

Can't go on like this!

Chu Yao frowned. Hearing the louder and louder fighting downstairs, one could imagine how intense the scene was.

Grandpa is getting old, he is the most vulnerable to injury in this kind of occasion.

Chu Yao's eyes gradually turned red.

Never—!

'Ding dong~'

[The Master of Metaphysics APP has been downloaded and installed, is it bound? 】

A mechanical sound suddenly sounded in the empty ward.

Chu Yao paused suddenly. This is... what kind of voice?

Then the mechanical voice rang again: [No response was received, the APP was automatically bound, and the binding was successful. 】

Before the voice fell, Chu Yao felt the room in front of him suddenly glow with white light, and the next moment the white light suddenly expanded and engulfed his entire soul.

In an instant, Chu Yao lost consciousness.

[Congratulations to the host for getting the novice gift package: healthy body X1, abundant spiritual power X1...]

A mechanical voice said a series of X1 in his ear, but Chu Yao didn't hear clearly while he was half asleep. He frowned, and slowly opened his eyes, only to find that his perspective was lying on the bed...?

Chu Yao suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the slightest confusion was swept away. He quickly lifted the quilt, and the moment his hand touched the quilt, he did not pass through, but grabbed the edge of the quilt. Chu Yao has not felt this kind of feeling for a long time. The feeling of touching the quilt.

Is he... back in his body?

Chu Yao clenched his fists, the spiritual power in his body was greater than before he was in a coma, and he didn't have the slight weakness of being in a coma for a long time, and he didn't have the feeling of muscle atrophy.

In a trance, he remembered the novice gift package that the mechanical voice had said before, which seemed to contain...

'boom! '

A loud noise downstairs interrupted Chu Yao's train of thought.

Thinking of the chaos downstairs, Chu Yao immediately lost the thought of delving into that APP, and quickly got out of bed.

After walking two steps, he suddenly stood in front of the door and looked sideways.

The first floor of the bedside table opened with a 'swish' sound, and the folding fan stored in the wooden box flew into the hand.

The thumb brushed the edge of the folding fan, and the golden light on the white origami fan could be vaguely seen.

With a cold face, Chu Yao opened the door and walked out.

Downstairs, as far as the eye can see is a mess.

The people with the logo of the Celestial Masters Association gathered the unconscious people on the ground together, and then hurried back behind a man in Taoist robes.

When he saw the man's face clearly, Chu Yao raised his eyes slightly. That man is... Quan Xu?

Quan Xu can be regarded as an acquaintance. Back then, Quan Xu was just a servant of the Chu family who had no spiritual power. His grandfather agreed to join the Chu family's teaching after seeing him pitiful. He learned to manipulate spiritual power but used it to deal with ordinary people. He was taught by his grandfather. Are you holding a grudge in the future?Now he runs to the Celestial Masters Association as a running dog, and dares to show off his might in the Chu family.

"Mr. Chu, don't say that I don't give you face. I won't hurt you if you hand over the Royal Soul Bell honestly, otherwise..." Quan Xu's cloudy eyes flashed with sinister light, "I'll start from scratch." Start killing until you are willing to hand over the Royal Soul Bell!"

The front of Elder Chu's body was already soaked with blood, and he shouted in a low voice: "Quan Xu, how dare you!"

"Heh." Quan Xu raised his hand with a sneer.

The dark yellow talisman paper was mixed between the two fingers, pointing at the man on the left, he grinned and said, "Don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame you, the Patriarch of the Chu family, for being cruel. Your life is nothing compared to a broken bell!"

Seeing this, Chu Yao's heart sank suddenly, his slender fingers moved slightly, and after unfolding the folding fan, he flew it out.

'Shuh! '

A golden light flashed by, and a red line suddenly appeared on Quan Xu's wrist.

In an instant, blood splattered from the bone-deep wound.

--"what!"

The belated pain caused Quan Xu to shout out, holding his almost severed wrist, his face distorted, and looking up at the direction of the folding fan, he shouted angrily: "Who dares to sneak attack my celestial master?!"

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Chu Yao walked down the circular staircase step by step.

The folding fan painted with gold edging flew back through the air, and Chu Yao raised his hand to take it into his palm.

With a soft 'da' sound, Nuo Da's villa suddenly fell into silence.

The slender young man stood on the stairs with a calm expression, the folding fan in his hand lightly tapped on his palm, and he looked down at the chaotic scene in the living room.

The ferocious Quan Xu was stunned when he saw him. It was an unfamiliar face. He had been to Chu's house so many times that he had never seen him before, but when he looked closely, he felt inexplicably familiar.

Chu Laoshou clenched his crutch tightly, and he tilted his head slightly, his expression a little unnatural, and even more unbelievable.

Chu Yao casually played with the folding fan in his hand, walked down the stairs with slow and graceful steps, looked at Quan Xu who was sweating profusely, and said with a contemptuous smile, "Did you ask me if you dare to play wild in the Chu family's territory?"

As Chu Yao approached, the sense of spiritual power suppression became more and more obvious. Quan Xu gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to back away.

Quan Xu didn't have many people with him right now, and he was seriously injured in his wrist, so he couldn't help showing weakness at the moment, "Are you... a foreign aid invited by the Chu family?"

Chu Yao didn't answer, and walked slowly in front of Quan Xu, using himself to block the seriously injured Chu family behind him.

Quan Xu didn't know how deep he was, and he didn't dare to confront him head-on. He could only grit his teeth and said, "The Chu family committed murders. The murder in Kawabo City has killed countless people. These people in front of you are all murderers! You are not saving people by coming out now. Instead, they are helping the evildoers!"

Chu Yao raised his eyebrows, as if he was amused by his righteous words, "Help the evildoers? As a member of the Chu family, if I don't help them, will I still stand by your side and kill relatives righteously?"

As he said that, Chu Yao said coldly: "Furthermore, I don't know who you Quan Xu are? Why, you don't know me anymore?"

"What, what?!" Quan Xu suddenly opened his eyes wide, his voice trembling in disbelief, and with the suddenly intensified coercion of the young man speaking, Quan Xu could hardly breathe.

Quan Xu panted heavily and gritted his teeth: "Stop talking nonsense! You... who the hell are you?!"

"Who am I?" Chu Yao raised his eyes slowly, and his light-colored pupils took Quan Xu's trembling look into his eyes.

He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I am the eldest son of Chu who was framed by you, seriously injured and unconscious."

Chu Yao unfolded the folding fan with a 'swish', and pointed at Quan Xu with the fan as a sword. The vigorous spiritual power overwhelmed the city, and his voice was clear and resounding.