Chapter 757： Maybe a lifetime

What happened was getting more and more headaches, and Cheng Du simply waved his hand, announcing that the camera would be suspended, and filming would start after everything was dealt with.

In the evening, the police station received an anonymous recording, which opened a crack for the investigation of the case, and the police followed the clues to make inquiries.

In the middle of the night, the night shrouded the earth, and the night sky was like a huge black screen, inlaid with stars emitting scorching brilliance, the moon hanging high in the sky, and the light was soft and bright.

It is already autumn, and the noisy cicadas in summer disappear. After nightfall, the city's neon lights flicker, opening a feasting life.

Fu Shimo pushed open the door of the room, put on a mask, and walked to the film and television city.

During the day, the roads that were crowded with various group performances were cleared, and everyone had returned to their residences to rest, and the huge film and television city was silent.

He came to the Xuanji Biography program group, and there were footsteps behind him before he started any action.

Yan Zhixu lightly opened his lips, "Amo, why are you here?"

When he came out, he was not in the room, she thought he had something to do.

Fu Shimo pushed the frame of the mirror on the bridge of his nose with his right index finger and middle finger, and responded calmly, "I feel something is not right here, come and check."

She did not doubt his words.

The spiritual power gathered in his hand spread to the surroundings, and the light blue spiritual power suddenly turned into a cumbersome talisman, which formed a formation after landing.

Outsiders cannot easily enter it, and the ghosts inside will have nowhere to hide, and there is no way to escape.

Admiration flashed in Fu Shimo's eyes.

She used this Spirit Locking Formation quite skillfully, without any flaws.

Yan Zhi Xu knew the Frost Flower Sword in the sea, "You really don't feel wrong, there is a ghost hiding here, it's more dangerous here, you follow me."

The sword vibrated with excitement and made a buzzing sound, like a three-year-old child with an insane mind, constantly leaning in his direction.

She glanced at the rich purple aura lingering around Fu Shimo's body, without thinking too much, "It likes the aura on you very much."

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the transparent and thin blade, and the smile in his eyes was fleeting.

Fu Shimo's words were meaningful, "Maybe he was destined in a previous life."

Yan Zhixu chuckled, his hands formed seals, and flew into the air, with complex and incomprehensible runes appearing on his hands.

"Soul!"

The spell hit all around, and the hiding woman in bathrobe was forced to show up, her face was blurred and ferocious, and her body exuded a strong evil spirit.

"You want to accept me? You are not as good as that dog thing. It's not me who is clearly at fault."

"Why? Why can Zhang Quan's dog live unharmed and live a free and easy life, while I have to be separated from my relatives!"

The woman in the bathrobe had a savage breath, with a gloomy laughter from her mouth, and flew towards Yan Zhixu, her body filled with madness that destroyed everything.

Fu Shimo stood below.

Looking at the two people fighting in the air, their thoughts came out, and the powerful spiritual attack was silent and undetected by anyone.

The mental power hit the bathrobe girl's mind, and she suffered from the attack, and her movements obviously slowed down a beat when fighting.

"boom--"

Yan Zhixu holds the sword in one hand, and the other hand gathers the majestic spiritual power, which is like an ocean that will never be exhausted.

Her palm hit the woman in the bathrobe, and the other party fell like a butterfly with broken wings and hit the ground, her soul body was transparent for two points.

"Cough cough cough..."

Being attacked by the powerful mental power, the bathrobe girl's mind was sober, and her sense returned a little.

She clutched her chest in discomfort, noticed the breath that naturally suppressed her from the man, and took a few steps back in fear.

Yan Zhixu dropped the tip of his toes lightly, and put away the Frost Foil Sword in his hand that was about to move, especially wanting to show off.

"We're here to solve your problem."

"real?"

Ren Su, the woman in the bathrobe, remains suspicious.