Horror: My Charms Only Work On Big Women

Lin'an government office, inner courtyard.

The gray-haired Yin Mei Ruofu of Lin'an Mansion rolled over in his nightgown and got up.

His slightly cloudy eyes looked at the pure sword energy rising towards the night, and his lips trembled slightly.

Behind him, the same old woman supported him~.

"My lord, it's late at night, what's the matter?"

"fine.…"

Mei Ruofu patted the old wife's hand.

"Ahe, go to sleep."

Mei Ruofu patted his wife on the back lightly. His wife was not in good health and could not bear the cold.

It's just that his eyes were always staring at the beam of sword energy with complicated eyes.

Qi Wangfu.

A middle-aged man was meditating when he suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked at the terrifying sword energy in disbelief.

"This... this is the sword cultivator!"

"In Lin'an City, where did such a powerful sword cultivator come out!"

Tianfu Academy.

The residence of the courtyard.

Among the wine jars all over the floor, the wine jar held by a bearded man stopped in mid-air.

He turned his head and stared at the long river of sword energy in the air.

There was a bitter smile on his face.

"Dynasty in decline."

"Dragon snake rises to land."

"This time, is it a dragon... or a snake?"

The long river of sword energy lasted for a few breaths, and then slowly dissipated.

Everything around seemed to be frozen.

In mid-air, the fangs and claws, like an invincible evil spirit, have long since disappeared.

The whole thing was blown away by the sword energy and evaporated.

Not even a single hair was left.

Only a few broken leather objects remained on the ground, proving the existence of the evil spirit before.

The only two witnesses were shocked by Ma Jun's amazing sword.

Clang!

Ghosts and Gods Wuyong's sword vibrated, as if he was happy that he finally showed his sharpness.

Ma Jun twirled his sword fingers, Ghost God Wuyou trembled twice with joy, and swished into the sword case.

The giant sword, which was two meters long, entered the sword box without hindrance, and landed on Ma Jun's back.

Ning Caichen stared blankly at this scene.

Everything that happened in front of him has already surpassed his cognition.

In his opinion, the picture of Ma Jun successfully resuscitating Wang Sheng before has exceeded the limit of his imagination.

But just now, that amazing sword strike really made him unforgettable for the rest of his life.

Ma Jun is galloping with a sword and gallantry on his back, with a chic and relaxed attitude.

He turned around and looked at the Xuanjia demon soldier with a smile on his face.

"Okay, now it's your turn."

On the face of the Xuanjia demon soldier, an extremely human panic appeared.

Even the facial features were distorted.

Something unexpected happened.

thump.

The Xuanjia demon soldier fell to his knees on the spot.

Scared like a four-meter-tall child.

Logically speaking, the Xuanjia demon soldier has only a little sanity, and most of them are still influenced by the manipulator behind him.

Now even the demon soldiers are so frightened.

It is conceivable what kind of virtue the manipulator behind him is.

Ma Jun's smile widened a bit.

His voice is clear.

"Come out by yourself.

"Or...I'll come to you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a trembling voice sounded from behind the wall.

"No...no need!"

"I am coming!"

A figure with a mask on his face stumbled out.

It was the masked man.

Ning Caichen also calmed down a little at this time, he quickly peeled off the ghost painting skin on his body, and restored his original appearance.

He ran out and stood next to Ma Jun, looking curiously at the masked man in front of him.

"Mice, hide your head and show your tail in front of me?"

Ma Jun's voice is calm, but with an indescribable majesty.

Anyone who uttered such a stunning sword will have a special majesty in his words.

"Don't dare, Master, please forgive me!"

The masked man tore off the mask.

Ning Caichen suddenly let out an exclamation.

"Oh it's you!"

The masked man in front of him is none other than that old Taoist priest with a sense of demeanor.

He predicted that Ma Jun would die within three days, but was mercilessly driven away by Ma Jun.

"Hey, it's me, it's me.

At this time, the old Taoist priest no longer had the immortal demeanor he had before. He was hunched over, with a flattering smile all over his face.

He is really afraid.

In case Ma Jun is upset, he casually shoots out a sword aura.

Then he only has the ending of sword energy piercing his body.

With such a pure sword energy, no one in the entire Lin'an Prefecture City can dispel it for him.

Ma Jun looked at him playfully.

He has long seen that this old Taoist has evil intentions, but he did not expect that this old Taoist is so persistent.

On the first day, Scattering Bean Soldiers was slapped into soy milk by Ma Jun's easy palm.

Dare to get a Xuanjia demon soldier today to continue provoking.

"You did this to confirm your three-day death calamity?"

*¥10....

"Why, are you afraid of smashing your signboard?"

"I've done this kind of thing before, tell me, how many lives are in my hands?"

"I'd like to add up, how long will it take for you to die.

The old man turned pale.

Without saying a word, his knees softened and he knelt down on the ground.

Right next to the Xuanjia demon soldier, the two knelt side by side.

It looks quite interesting.

"Master, it's because I have eyes but don't know Mount Tai!"

"Heaven and earth conscience, I have never killed anyone, the most I have done is to frighten others

"Believe me, I listen to Tian Si's worship, I just want to get some benefits, I don't dare to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Ma Jun frowned.

Sure enough, it was Tiansi!

"That crazy beggar sent you here?"

"That's right, it's him!"

The old man quickly threw the pot away without any hesitation.

"He told me that you have a treasure on your body, let me cheat you and get this treasure."

"Master, we really didn't want to kill you."

"You are a student of Tianfu Academy, we don't have the guts."

Ma Jun sneered: "If I'm not a student of Tianfu Academy, you will kill me?"

"No!"

The old man's face turned even paler. He knew that if he said a wrong word now, his life would be lost immediately.

"I'm really just asking for money, you trust me..."

He burst into tears and burst into tears.

It's miserable to cry.

His lips were trembling, and he couldn't stop howling.

"I don't want to..."

He holds up a finger.

"Expert, you don't know, I'm just doing it for that little money."

"In our business of divination, there are five disadvantages and three disadvantages. There are countless secrets leaked. You can't use this skill to make money."

"As much as you earn, you have to spit it out, or you will be unlucky."

"Our ancestors have been fortune-tellers for generations, so we are afraid of poverty..."

Ma Jun raised his eyebrows.

"Fortune telling?"

"Okay, then you can count my life and show your true skills."

Ma Jun was very curious about this old Taoist's abilities.

He wanted to know how many real materials the masters of the Dajing Dynasty had.

The old Taoist was sobbing, and gradually stopped crying.

He flinched and glanced at Ma Jun: "Master, then I... just forget about it?"

Ma Jun frowned slightly, the old Taoist shivered suddenly, and took out the props from the bag he was carrying. .