Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Looking at Chiyoko Fujiwara with a solemn look and leading a group of shameless people with high ambitions to attack Wang Guanlan, Fujiwara Shizuka felt very happy.

She hated Wang Guanlan and these shameless people, but what she hated even more was Chiyoko, the traitor.

She had guessed that the woman who had been guarding her side was definitely Wang Guanlan's eyeliner.

Wang Guanlan was able to learn so much secret information about Jiuju’s first-class, which was definitely inseparable from this traitor!

Thinking that the capable junior whom she worked hard to promote and cultivated was actually the enemy's eyeliner, she felt very humiliated and embarrassed by the pride.

Money, power, man, **, she never refused anything Chiyoko wanted, and even the Fujiwara family's intention to let Chiyoko marry was blocked by her.

Such efforts will be exchanged for betrayal of a heartless betrayal?

Could it be that Chiyoko still wants to replace her position?

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they will soon take root and sprout.

At this time, Shizuka Fujiwara even had reason to believe that her favorite great-grandson was also framed by this traitor using unknown means in order to get rid of Fujiwara Morishita so as not to lose her trust and preference.

The more Fujiwara Shizuka thought about it, the more angry she became, the more she thought about it. In the end, Fujiwara Chiyoko naturally became the person she hated the most!

Shizuka Fujiwara is not a broad-minded person. When encountering betrayal, she naturally doesn't want to make the traitor happy.

She was happy to see her when she asked Chiyoko to lead them to attack Wang Guanlan, no matter what the result was.

Whether it is Wang Guanlan being betrayed by Chiyoko again and being attacked to death, or Wang Guanlan rebelled in anger and killed Chiyoko, the double-faced spy.

Or Wang Guanlan is more skilled and will slaughter all the people who go to the siege. No matter which result, it will only benefit her and not harm her.

She wanted to see what kind of consequences the traitor would face when he lost his value, and see if Wang Guanlan, who has great magical powers, could withstand this disaster.

"President, you're ready!"

The subordinate's gentle shout awakened Fujiwara Shizuka who was thinking. She raised her head, looked at the handsome little white face, and said gently:

"Have everything been packed?"

"Hi! All supplies have been packed!"

"Those two corpses...are they installed?"

The young man nodded quickly when he heard this and replied softly:

"Hi! President, the two corpses you ordered were secretly transported out of the Kyuki Shrine yesterday and sent to it. Now it has been banned and you can prepare to set off at any time!"

Hearing this, Fujiwara Shizuka raised her eyebrows lightly, nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile:

"Haha, OK! Now let us know our people to evacuate secretly and don't let go of any rumors. As for this..."

Fujiwara Shizuka looked up and said softly:

"Burn!"

"Hi!"

"Okay, you guys go down and prepare, and set off on time in five minutes to make them move faster!"

"Hi!"

As he said that, the young man stepped down respectfully, and Shizuka Fujiwara was very satisfied with her look in such a posture.

Although this little face is not as capable as Chiyoko, his attitude is far more satisfying than Chiyoko. At least he will not be as ignorant as Chiyoko, and he will not be as ignorant as Chiyoko.

Seeing the little white face leaving respectfully, Shizuka Fujiwara smiled again.

That's right!

From the beginning, she had no intention of staying in this ghost place in Kyoto!

As the oldest person in Jiuju, she knows the difficulties of the Chinese magic world better than anyone else. In addition, with the troublesome evil spirit of Jia Yazi, she certainly would not stay in Kyoto and wait for death in vain!

The righteous words before were just to fool the shameless people, wanting them to be afraid of being barefoot, thinking that those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who are wearing shoes.

Try to the death?

How is that possible!

She hasn't lived enough yet!

As for Wang Guanlan...so what if he avoids him?

What is face?

As long as she can live to the end, the right to speak is not in her hands. Whatever she wants to say, those who are qualified to refute are buried in the graves!

How could those younger generations who don’t know how to be proud of themselves if they only know how to compete for profit?

Interests... Only the living are qualified to talk about interests. The interests of dead people are just to choose a better coffin, burn a few more paper money, and then choose a cemetery with good feng shui!

rest assured!

For the sake of her colleagues, Shizuka Fujiwara will definitely prepare a grand funeral for them to comfort their spirits in heaven!

As for Jiuju’s first-class club position, it can’t be handed over to the dead!

She just reluctantly continues...

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Shizuka Fujiwara chuckled, got up and climbed into the wide table. The next period of time was a time when resources were scarce, so you had to save some life.

Using all the limbs, sticking out his butt, climbing to the center of the table, carefully taking off the chrysanthemum, putting it into the sleeve, rolling sideways, rolling to the edge of the table, jumping gently, and jumping to the ground.

"Haha, let's go!"

Fujiwara Shizuka left with a swagger. In just a moment, the huge conference room ignited a raging flame.

People go...there is nowhere to be left!

......

In Dizang Temple, Wang Xuebin sat upright in the Main Hall, leaning on a rifle in one hand and playing with a thermos cup in the other hand. He looked at the raging flames around him, frowned and pondering.

The entire temple was killed by him, leaving no living mouth. It was not that he didn't want to leave a tongue or something, but that these people were unable to resist the control of Jia Yazi and all fell.

There was no way, and Jia Yazi could not resist the invasion of the evil spirits. He lost his last consciousness and became a crazy monster.

The so-called whitewashing is three points weaker, and the blackening is three times stronger. Unexpectedly, Jiayako's power has become much sharper in an instant. Those who could have struggled to resist were instantly broken through the defense line and became Jiayako's accomplices, driven by it.

The crazy Jiayazi naturally would not deal with Wang Xuebin anymore, leaving only a group of ghosts who went to a crowded place to have a carnival.

As for the accomplices controlled by Kayako, they soon turned into real ghosts and went to party with Kayako, leaving only one corpse on the ground.

"...Don't you know either?"

"I have always given orders as you ordered. If something goes wrong at this time, I can't blame me for being in the head!"

"I'm not blaming you, I'm wondering where my parents' body was taken?"

That's right, Wang Xuebin searched through the entire temple, but he finally got nothing. Not to mention the body of the two elders, even the two elders' hair was not seen. This result made him feel a little bit uneasy and he always felt like he had eaten a lot of money.

He spent so much effort to get the body of the two elders back. It was not that he really had any feelings for Wang Laodou, but that he just felt that he was in debt to the other party.

Although he knew that the death of the two elders had nothing to do with him, he could not do it if he had to let him keep the two elders' bodies completely justified and ignore them!

Nowadays, the plan is well set. Although the process is a little bumpy, there is no big mistake. However, this result is very different from the previous plan, which inevitably makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

"I don't know where your parents' body was taken, but I know that if you don't prepare, you will go with your parents!"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin was shocked and raised his head. He saw huge flags suddenly rising around the temple, about a hundred meters high, surrounding the temple into an airtight siege.

"You! It's the Wang Guanlan who fled around and made trouble!"

A group of mighty old men and women slowly walked into the temple, looked at Wang Xuebin on the roof, and shouted loudly.

I glanced at everyone and saw that Jiuju's first-class meeting was not included. I raised my eyebrows and finally guessed where the problem was. I felt relieved, smiled playfully, and replied softly:

"That's right! I am Wang Guanlan!

how?

Are you a group of old men and women who are not at home to play with their grandchildren and come here to come here to mess with them?”

"Baga!"

The battle is about to break out!