Chapter 587: Chapter 587

When Zhou Manning took advantage of the dark night to drag Yu Rong, who was dying in a bag, into the villa and placed it in front of Wu Fuzhang, Wu Fuzhang glanced at the time and then stared at the bag oozing blood. Die! Still angry!"

In just a few days, Wu Fuzhang could clearly see that the woman in front of him was no less cruel and ruthless than him, with a smile and admiration on her face.

Zhou Manning was still thinking about the fate of the surname Xie, and hurriedly said: "Really, can you do it now? We have everything for sacrifices now!" After a pause, Zhou Manning said with a face of hypocrisy: "By the way, Master Wu, I think That ghost will not eat it, you should destroy that thing first, what if it hurts a real person again?"

Wu Zhenren couldn't see that this woman was just worried that this ghost would harm her again. Thinking that this woman surnamed Zhou really brought her a sacrifice, Wu Fuzhang was in a good mood at this time, and he was not impatient to reprimand Zhou Manning. He smiled and said: "Miss Zhou, since I got the reward from you, I naturally have to do this thing beautifully. I will refine this ghost into a puppet at that time. The puppet will only obey the master's orders and will not leave the slightest memory. Miss Zhou, please rest assured!"

Zhou Manning finally breathed a sigh of relief, and waited impatiently for Master Wu to set up a sacrifice in front of him to borrow her luck again.

Wu Fuzhang signaled Zhou Manning to release a bowl of Xie Mingxuan's blood first, and Zhou Manning immediately obediently slashed Xie Mingxuan's wrist, and then released a bowl of blood.

Wu Fuzhang was very excited as he stared at the bright red and viscous bowl of red blood. He placed it on the altar, then took out a mask and put it on, and asked Zhou Manning to fetch Xie Mingxuan's personal hair.

Zhou Manning had borrowed Zhou Manqing's fortune before, so she naturally knew the importance of the close-fitting hair. If she got this hair, if Wu Zhenren did it again, all Xie Mingxuan's fortune would be hers.

Zhou Manning was excited when she thought that in the future she would no longer be poor but would be destined to be a wealthy and noble person for the rest of her life.

Wu Fuzhang got Xie Mingxuan's close hair and started to do it. Not long after, the golden light on Xie Mingxuan's forehead began to flow against Zhou Manning's forehead.

Zhou Manning could also see the golden light at this time, and looked greedily at Xie Mingxuan's forehead flowing towards hers, with an excited expression on his face.

Wu Fuzhang next to him saw that the golden light on Xie Mingxuan's forehead was getting dimmer, and he was angry if he borrowed it any more. He thought that he still needed this kid's blood, and he couldn't die before he let the blood out.

If this boy accidentally died, the effect of refining blood pills would be greatly reduced if he tried to borrow this boy's blood in the future, so Wu Fuzhang immediately stopped the technique of borrowing luck.

Zhou Manning's eyes were still greedily staring at the dim golden light on Xie Mingxuan's forehead. Although she felt very sorry, she didn't dare to offend the real Wu in front of her now that she got a bargain.

So when Master Wu stopped borrowing the technique, Zhou Manning only wanted to speak but stopped and didn't say a word.

Both Master Wu and Zhou Manning didn't notice at this time that the yellow talisman paper Xie Mingxuan was wearing around his neck suddenly ignited and turned into powder without a sound, and an emerald green jade tablet inside the talisman paper suddenly flashed with golden light.

The golden light borrowed from Xie Mingxuan just now flowed back from Zhou Manning's head back to Xie Mingxuan's head again. The speed flowed like a funnel, dozens of times faster than the technique borrowed by Wu Fuzhang before.

Even Wu Fuzhang didn't have time to do it again, and in a blink of an eye, Zhou Manning took back the luck that he had just borrowed from Xie Mingxuan one by one. Not only that, the remaining good luck of Zhou Manqing borrowed by Zhou Manning before and his own good luck all flowed back to Xie Mingxuan.

Only black mold remained on Zhou Manning's forehead.

Zhou Manning's expression changed greatly at this moment: "Master Wu, what's going on? What's going on? How did this happen? My destiny, my destiny!"