Superb Female Ghost Shelter

Qin Yan had just parked the car at Jinghu International Hotel when Ma Zehong's cell phone rang.

Ma Zehong glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was Wang Yu, the head of the Wang family.

"Master Wang, what's going on?"

"Master Ma, we would like to hold a family meeting to discuss matters regarding the Longhu Mountain disciples. Do you have time now?"

"Yes, where are you now? I'll go there now!"

Originally, Ma Zehong and Qin Yan had discussed it, and when they came down the mountain, they would immediately notify all the Yin and Yang families to hold a family meeting to make Lin Juncong's crimes public.

There is no need to notify them now, which saves Qin Yan and Ma Zehong a lot of time.

"Oh! The address is..." Wang Yu told Ma Zehong the specific address.

"Master Wang, I really want to know why you want me to go to the meeting?" Ma Zehong felt very good about why the masters suddenly wanted to have a meeting.

"Oh! That's it. We heard that Lin Juncong is a fake disciple of Longhu Mountain, so we want to discuss countermeasures with you."

Hearing Wang Yu's words, Ma Zehong was very surprised: "How do you know?"

"Longhushan issued an ultimatum, saying that Lin Juncong is a false disciple of Longhushan!"

"Oh! That's great! I'll go over now!"

After hanging up the phone, Ma Zehong told Qin Yan what happened.

Qin Yan turned the car around and drove straight to his destination.

Ten minutes later, Qin Yan and the three of them arrived at a manor on the outskirts of Shishi City.

More than twenty heads of Yin and Yang families stood in front of the clubhouse, waiting for Ma Zehong and the others.

"Master Ma, Qin Tianzun, you are here! Welcome!"

"..."

The heads of each family came over one after another to greet Ma Zehong and the others.

Although Ma Zehong is the head of the Ma family and represents the entire Ma family, everyone's attitude towards Qin Yan is more respectful than Ma Zehong's.

Qin Yan and Ma Zehong also quickly handed over their hands and walked into the club surrounded by many family heads.

When entering the club door, Qin Yan felt a little uneasy and felt that there was something hidden at the door.

Strange? Why do you feel this way? Could it be that there is something unclean hidden in front of the door?

Thinking of this, Qin Yan narrowed his eyes and opened his yin-yang ghost pupils to look at the door.

But Qin Yan didn't see anything.

Considering that many family heads are here, Qin Yan feels that there must be no unclean things, otherwise they would have brought them to justice.

When masters like them hold a meeting in the manor, any evil spirits within a ten-kilometer radius will definitely have escaped long ago.

Entering the conference room, Qin Yan and Ma Zehong sat in the first and second seats surrounded by everyone.

The heads of other families also sat in corresponding positions according to their strength.

"Master Ma, we invited you here today because we want to discuss Master Lin's affairs with you!" Wang Yu said with a smile.

Because Lin Juncong is a disciple of Longhu Mountain, all the heads of the Yin and Yang families call him Zhenren.

The real person is a higher level existence than Tianzun.

Of course, Lin Juncong has not yet reached the level of a real person, but this is the honorific title people give him.

Qin Yan frowned when he heard that Wang Yu still called Lin Juncong "Zhenren Lin".

It stands to reason that after Wang Yu knew Lin Juncong's identity, he should scold Lin Juncong and look very angry. However, Wang Yu not only did not scold Lin Juncong, he still respected Lin Juncong as a real person, and seemed a little bit Not angry either.

This made Qin Yan feel that things were abnormal.

Qin Yan turned his head and looked at the others, who also looked unusually normal.

wrong! There is a situation! They gave Lin Juncong so many magical artifacts and belongings, and some even gave away their daughters, but why weren't they angry?

Could it be...

Thinking of this possibility, some cold sweat broke out on Qin Yan's forehead.

Qin Yan quickly reached out his hand and wrote one word on Ma Zehong's leg: Change.

The word "change" means there is a problem.

After receiving Qin Yan's reminder, although Ma Zehong didn't understand the reason, he immediately became vigilant and gave his daughter an early warning.

But while doing this, Ma Zehong still kept smiling and said to Wang Yu with a smile: "What do you think of Lin Juncong?"

"Master Ma, we are asking..."

Just as Wang Yu was speaking halfway, three ghost hands stretched out from the ground and grabbed Qin Yan and Ma Zehong and his daughter respectively.

These three ghost hands are completely black and are as big as a door.

Qin Yan and the other three immediately shouted loudly, jumped up from their chairs, and landed outside the conference table at the same time.

With a "click", three big hands crushed the chair Qin Yan and the others were sitting on at the same time.

Sawdust suddenly flew all over the sky.

If Qin Yan and the others hadn't been more vigilant just now, they would have been caught by these three ghost hands.

After the three ghost hands flew into the air, they twisted crazily, and then grabbed Qin Yan again like mad dogs.

"Heaven and Earth asked, the yin and yang borrowed the law, and all the spirits were lifted up, and all the souls were scattered! Go!" Qin Yan chanted the incantation, took out three talismans and threw them at the three big hands.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The three talismans hit the three big hands with lightning speed, and then spontaneously ignited without fire with a "boom" and set the three big hands on fire.

"ah!"

The three big hands screamed miserably and were burned to ashes in the blazing soul fire.

At this moment, a golden light shot out from outside the conference room, aiming directly at Qin Yan.

At the same time, a sinister voice came from outside the conference room: "What are you doing standing still? Take action!"

Hearing this person's voice, Qin Yan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

This person is none other than Lin Juncong, the traitor from Longhu Mountain.

The heads of the major Yin-Yang families looked at each other, stood up one after another, chanted spells and rushed towards Qin Yan and the others.

"Damn it! It's a trick." Qin Yan yelled in his heart, pulled out the peach wood sword he had just forged, and recited a spell loudly.

An invisible light shield rose from the soles of Qin Yan's feet, covering him and Ma Zehong and his daughter at the same time.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The Dao methods of each master were bombarded with the light mask, and cracks were punched out in the light mask.

Fortunately, these cracks had just appeared and had not had time to spread around. They were immediately repaired by the photo mask and became smooth as before.

With a "swish" sound, Lin Juncong jumped into the conference room, pointed at Qin Yan and laughed wildly: "Qin Yan, how are you? You..."

Just halfway through speaking, Lin Juncong suddenly narrowed his eyes.

He looked at the mahogany sword in Qin Yan's hand with cold eyes, and gritted his teeth and said, "You actually took something that belonged to me. I swear I won't be a human unless I crush you to ashes today."

The thousand-year-old peach tree originally planted in the pot was brought down by Lin Juncong from Longhu Mountain. It took him three years to cultivate the thousand-year peach tree, but now it was taken by Qin Yan.