"You are not afraid of a woman, what are we two big men afraid of?" Dell was stubborn.

At least outside of business, Dell has always been talking and doing things but doing things.

This was the case in the past, this is the case now, and it should still be the case in the future.

"Then just do whatever you want." The woman in black dress looked at the two of them coldly, then turned around and left.

"My heartbroken." Dell's voice was not loud, but the woman in black dress obviously heard it.

Her steps paused, but she did not turn around and argue with Dell, but continued to move forward and soon disappeared into the darkness.

"Do you know you offended a witch just now?" Chen Zhao said with a smile.

"Ah? The witch?"

"Yes, that woman is a witch, and she is a very powerful witch."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Forget it, she should have no malice, and she didn't do anything to you, let's go."

"Chen, are you sure she didn't impose any curse, or magic on me?"

"No."

"real?"

"If you talk nonsense, I'll drive you out of the car and go back yourself."

"Then I won't ask, what should we do now?"

"What should I do? If you want to continue, then continue. If you don't, then go home to sleep." Chen Zhao rolled his eyes.

"Chan, how do you know that woman is a witch?"

"Nonsense, do you think it's a normal person when you appear here at midnight?"

"Maybe they are here to visit the grave."

"Forget it, let's go home to sleep."

"No, don't, I want to practice this Yin-Yang Eye as soon as possible."

"Don't practice in the cemetery. I'll go find an evil spirit to send it to your house tomorrow and let him follow you every day. If you practice it, you will be able to discover it as soon as possible."

"I don't want it, I don't want any evil spirits. If you let an evil spirit follow me, do you want me to have nightmares?"

"It's better than letting you run to the cemetery every night."

"But Fisher is so unsafe at home."

"never mind."

When Chen Zhao thought about it, it seemed that the same was true.

It doesn’t matter to adults, but it’s still not good for children to get in touch with evil spirits.

The same is true for Chen Zhao's family, although Chen Zhao's contacts with supernatural events.

But Chen Zhao would not let Xiao Gelin and Fali contact at all.

At least, Chen Zhao would not let them contact the spirits like evil spirits that remain in the human world due to obsession.

"If you want to practice Yin and Yang Eye next time, you will come to the cemetery by yourself. I don't want to accompany you to the cemetery."

...

Below a tomb in the Laken Public Offer Center.

Below this tomb is a suite with various living facilities.

At the same time, there are three people living in this tomb.

One of them is Feisha, who attacked Chen Zhao a few days ago.

And her teacher Cyborah.

At this time, a woman in black dress walked in from outside the tomb.

"Mahj, where did you go just now?" asked Cyborah.

"Teacher, I found someone outside the cemetery, so I went and took a look." Mahji said.

"So what about those two people? Who are they?"

"They are just ordinary people," said Mahj.

Faith, who was sitting next to him, looked at Mahji: "Mahji, are you sure those two people are ordinary people? Maybe they are disguised as ordinary people, or maybe they are agents of the Magic Temple."

"Not." Mahji said: "They don't know me, and I used a little magic just now, and they didn't react."

"Mahj, the people from the Magic Temple have arrived in Los Angeles. They are looking for us now. We'd better not go out. If you or Faisa fall into the hands of the Magic Temple, then it will be troublesome." Cyborah said with concern.

"Teacher, I understand." Mahji responded calmly.

"Los Angeles is not safe either. I really didn't expect that there was such a powerful psychic in Los Angeles, and it was a male witch." Cyborah glanced at her left hand wrapped in gauze.

"Teacher, you shouldn't have stopped me that day. If we join forces, we will definitely be able to kill that bastard."

"You can attack him casually even if you even have someone else. Are you sure you won't be retaliated by the forces behind him?" Cyborah said reprimanded.

"It was him who attacked me first. He wiped out all the little ghosts I raised. That was my half-year effort."

"It doesn't matter if we are on vacation, but we are running away now. You have to take the initiative to provoke local forces. Are you afraid that you are not obvious enough?"

"Do I just want to see my hard work go to waste?"

"We need to preserve our strength now, rather than engage in meaningless battles," Cyborah said. "Looking at Mahj, she knows how to tolerate and give in, rather than just taking action with irrelevant people."

"She is her, I am me."

Feisha has always been unable to stand Mahji, who is also a disciple of Cyborah, but Mahji always holds her head.

No matter what, Mahj always seems to be a little better than her.

This also made Fesa hate Mahji very much.

Mahji had no expression on the praises her teacher for her.

Just stood there calmly, as if nothing had to do with her.

"Teacher, we have been hiding here for more than ten days. When will our plan be unfolded?" asked Mahji.

"Don't worry, I hired a special bodyguard. It's not too late to make our plan after this bodyguard comes."

"Teacher, we don't need any bodyguards, and I don't think there are any bodyguards that can protect us." Feisha said: "Unless you can invite Superman to be our bodyguard."

"You are right, the bodyguard I invited is Superman." Cyborg said with a smile.

"Teacher, this joke is not funny at all."

"Although he is not a real superman, he is very powerful." Cyborah said.

At this moment, Cyborah's cell phone rang.

Cyborah picked up the phone: "Hmm? Are you here? OK, I get it, send it to me."

Soon, a truck was parked outside the tomb.

The porter quickly placed an iron box on the way outside the tomb and then hurriedly left.

Cyborah, Feshaa and Mahjki came out of the tomb.

"Fesha, move things in."

Feisha raised her finger gently and the iron box flew up.

"What's in it? It's so heavy."

This iron box looks like an iron coffin, but it weighs very heavily, probably more than one ton.

After returning to the tomb, Fesa placed the iron box in the hall.

"Teacher, can I open this box?"

"Yes." Cyborah nodded.

Feisha used his magic, and the nails on the iron box collapsed one by one, and then the lid flew up.

A tall naked man lay inside.

"Why is it a man?" Feisha and Mahj were both confused.

On the man's chest, there was a bright red x-pattern tattoo.

"Diet?" Feisha asked in confusion: "Teacher, who sent the dead person? What is it for?"

"He is our bodyguard." Cyborah walked forward, her nails slowly slashing across the naked man's chest.

Cyborah was chanting a magic spell in her mouth, and the man suddenly opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!