Chapter 1917

The two people in front of the door were forced to retreat. The black Tang suit was quick-witted and took out a black bone umbrella from his luggage, opened it quickly, and blocked the attack.

For ordinary people, the magic array set by Zhou Ping could only prevent the door from being opened, but it could not play any offensive role.

However, if someone who knows the business wants to try to destroy the magic array, it will automatically attack.

Even though the black Tang suit opened the umbrella quickly, the clothes of the two people had several holes at this time, like the rotten holes left after being burned, and there were neat cuts like a sharp blade sliding over...

Especially the black Tang suit, there was a long blood mark on the back of his hand, a bit like a sharp blade sliding over, and the blade was still hot, and there were bubbles around the wound.

The master of the black Tang suit sneered: "Ha... It's quite poisonous."

"Master, I didn't expect that this array is so powerful?" The black Tang suit looked at the array on the door, which had already hidden its light, in great shock. The pain on the back of his hand made him dare not underestimate the array on the door anymore.

Even his master was injured when he tried to break the formation...

His master said: "This formation has been improved and refined, and there is also a Vajra Demon Subduing Talisman to protect it. It really took real effort... Interesting, really interesting. It's rare to meet such a powerful person these days..."

He took a step forward, squatted down, looked at the corroded carpet, and said lightly: "It's rare to see a boy with a yang body."

He stood up and took a deep look at the formation talisman that was about to disappear on the door, and said: "Let's go..."

The man in the black Tang suit picked up the mobile phone on the ground. His mobile phone was ringing again. Zhong Wenqing called again.

He chased after him and asked carefully: "Master, this Zhong Wenqing, can we save her..."

The two of them are the master and the master's disciple mentioned by Zhong Wenqing.

The man in the black Tang suit is the disciple, and the man in the embroidered crane pattern Hanfu is the master.

The master sneered: "Why do you want to control it?"

The apprentice said hurriedly: "No, no, I just think that she is our big customer. If she dies, we will lose a lot of money..."

The master scolded: "Short-sighted."

The man in black Tang suit nodded immediately: "Master is teaching me that my horizons really need to be broadened. I need to learn more from you in the future. But Master...if Zhong Wenqing dies tonight, someone will definitely call the police. Will the police find out...about us?"

"Stupid, it doesn't matter whether she is dead or alive. Even if the police find out, what does it have to do with us? Did we kill her? Did you kill her with your own hands?"

The apprentice bowed his head and said yes, not daring to disobey at all: "Master is right, I didn't think enough...Then Master, should we go back?"

"If we don't go back, the key is to find the person who set up the formation. I want to see who this person is?"

The apprentice couldn't help but be curious: "Master, are you looking for her (him) to fight?"

The man in black Tang suit sneered at the corner of his lips... He is not interested in fighting.

The two of them entered the elevator and went down.

The elevator stopped at the first floor.

Zhou Ping yawned and saw that the elevator had finally come down. She said, "I'm sleepy. Let's go to sleep when we get back..."

Qin Zheng helped Zhou Ping carry the large and small bags of spoils and said, "Mom, if we're done tomorrow, can we go out and play again?"