"Lu Yifan!

Since you don’t want me to live, I will let Nangong Wu die too!”

An Zixuan's black fog-like soul is twisted and transformed.

He began to struggle and turned into sharp thorns, trying to penetrate into Nangong Wu's soul.

"Do you have that kind of opportunity?"

Lu Yifan smiled disdainfully.

Gently throw the soul-catching hook!

call out!

The soul-catching hook is like a blue dragon, winding and stretching.

The crystal blue fairy aura was about to burst out, and the moment when An Zixuan's soul was in the hook.

The soul-catching hook exploded and turned into a blue black hole.

The black fog soul that transformed into millions of spikes was sucked out by the black hole in an instant.

An Zixuan's soul wailed, and the unwillingness, anger and resentment filled the entire space.

The next moment, Nangong Wu seemed to have returned to her soul, opened her eyes and looked at Lu Yifan in confusion.

"I...what's wrong with me?"

"You have been possessed by evil ghosts."

"Evil ghost?"

Nangong Wu's delicate body shivered when she heard this.

"Then, it's this evil ghost."

Lu Yifan waved his hand and the black hole transformed by the soul-grabbing hook was recalled to the Treasure Pavilion.

An Zixuan's soul appeared in front of Nangong Wu, constantly deforming and twisting, looking extremely terrifying.

"Zi...Zixuan??!

It's you!!!"

Nangong Wu said in disbelief.

"I saved you, why did you harm me? Why is that?"

Nangong Wu said inexplicably angrily.

"Why? Don't you know what you think?" The black fog transformed into An Zixuan's face and looked at Nangong Wu resentfully and said.

"I?

I've been helping you all the time.

Whether it’s filming, singing, or even when you are in financial difficulties, you will send someone to give you money to help you.

I, Nangong Wu, dare to make a conscience guarantee, and there is no place to be sorry for you!" Nangong Wu said.

"Ha ha ha ha!

Nangong Wu, will your conscience hurt when you say this?

What you call helping me is just when filming, looking for me as a supporting role to highlight your beauty and outstanding acting skills.

You know that I can't sing, but you still ask someone to write songs for me just to humiliate me with incomplete tone!

The most hateful thing is that I was at the most down and out.

You just sent someone to give me only 20,000 yuan!

You are treating me as a beggar!"

The more An Zixuan spoke, the more excited she became, and the more hideous and terrifying her expression became.

"I hate you!

Why are you more beautiful than me, better than me, and have a good voice?

Why do boys pursue you but don’t even look at me?

Why do I work ten times harder than you, but I can't be one-tenth of you?

What I hate the most is your savior face!

He looks like he is compassionate to the world.

But doing things that humiliate others!

Nangong Wu, you are a blue pool dressed in a saint's cloak!

Ahhhh, I hate it so much!

I'm going to kill you, I'm going to tear your soul apart!!!"

As he said that, An Zixuan roared, stretched out her dark claws and reached towards Nangong Wu.

Nangong Wu was so scared that she immediately shrank behind Lu Yifan.

"It's stubborn!"

Lu Yifan raised his crystal clear palm.

A magic seal hit An Zixuan's head, immediately shrunk her soul into a ball, and she started to wail in pain.

"Your soul has been stripped from Xiao Wu's soul.

I, Lu Yifan, have ten thousand ways to torture you to death!

I advise you to be honest, otherwise, your soul will be broken and you will never be reborn!"

Lu Yifan said coldly.

An Zixuan shivered and never dared to speak anymore, curled up in the corner and didn't dare to move.

This man is so scary!

With your hand raised, you can destroy her, the demon soul that has been combined with the Nightmare Demon!

An Zixuan thought to herself that even Sakura Saito, the leader of the Jiuju Sect, shouldn't be so strong, right?

Nangong Wu said in a cold heart:

"Zixuan, I really come from the sincerity of helping you.

I didn't expect that what I did turned into humiliation in your eyes."

Lu Yifan couldn't help but shake his head and smiled, "Xiao Wu, there are people like you in the world, and of course there will be people like An Zixuan who have a dark heart."

Such people take other people's favors for granted.

If you have 100 million yuan, you will give me 20,000 yuan, that's your fault!

If you have resources in the entertainment industry, if you don’t let me be the protagonist, you are stingy!

An Zixuan is an ungrateful wolf who is not familiar with.

No matter how much favor you give her, she will only regard it as a humiliation.”

After saying that, a flame flashed in Lu Yifan's crystal clear palm.

With a palm slapped An Zixuan in the soul, An Zixuan began to howl in pain.

"Who made you like this?" Lu Yifan asked.

"Yes... it's Saito Sakura, the leader of the Kyuki-saka school..."

An Zixuan howled in a cowardly manner.

"Is the cursed jewelry that Xiao Wu wore before, you were also the one who made it?"

"Yes...I asked Saito Sakura to make it...

Master, please let me go!

I'm in such a pain!!!”

An Zixuan kept begging, there was no trace of the ferocious and fierce look just now.

When Nangong Wu heard this, two lines of crystal tears flowed down instantly.

She never expected that from the past to now, her best friend had always wanted her own life!

What a vicious heart!

Fortunately, she still helped An Zixuan so much!

"Sakura Saito?"

Hearing this, Lu Yifan said in a cold voice: "It's the Japanese who did it!"

Before, he had been paid a high bounty by the Miyamoto family of the island country and issued a hunting order worldwide.
To be continued...