The five Yan family disciples didn't know what went wrong. It was said that they had fought against the little zombie before and knew how powerful the little zombie was.
Alone, they can't defeat that little zombie, but three of them might be able to fight.
But now they are five people joining forces and taking the opportunity to set up a formation. This should not be the case.
An older disciple of the family covered his heart, opened his mouth and spurted out another mouthful of blood.
"The formation...is broken."
Yan Xuling naturally knew that the formation was broken, because only when the formation was broken would he be seriously affected.
Yan Shimin hurried in, his face turned pale.
"Father, it's not good, the formation outside is broken."
Yan Xuling was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, frowning when he heard this, seeming confused.
"Which formation?"
Yan Shimin is Yan Xuling's eldest son and Yan Shijin's brother. He has learned Taoist techniques from his father Yan Xuling since he was a child, and his skills are only under Yan Xuling's control.
Seemingly thinking of something, Yan Xuling looked at him in disbelief.
"Our Yan family's formation to control those ghosts?"
Yan Shimin's mouth was filled with blood, his face became increasingly pale, and he kept nodding.
"right."
The five disciples were so shocked that they helped each other to stand up regardless of the severe pain in their hearts.
"What happened? How many were broken?"
You must know that although the Yan family is a Xuanmen family, it is also the only family in the family that raises ghosts. Of course, except for the Mo family, who is also a Xuanmen family, the other three families do not know about this matter.
The Mo family is also the head of the five major Xuanmen families, and is protected by the Mo family. Although the other three families have sometimes criticized their Yan family's methods over the years, there is still no evidence of death.
Yan Shimin knew the seriousness of the matter, and his face became even more ugly.
"This time we have set up a total of eight formations. The seven ghosts with a sharp head and a ghost with a prince head raised in them. Those eight ghosts...all disappeared."
Yan Xuling finally couldn't sit still anymore and slowly stood up.
"What do you mean it's all gone?"
Yan Shimin couldn't find any evidence and was so anxious that he got wet all over.
After all, the ghosts in their care were all humans or spirits who were tortured to death by them during their lifetimes, especially the ghosts with the name "王", who were still babies and were the most powerful, indifferent to right and wrong, and especially ferocious and terrifying.
"It's just...it's just...that no traces can be found. Even the maze arrays and soul-gathering arrays set up on the island were all broken."
The outermost layout of the island was all laid out by him, so he was also criticized.
If he hadn't used magic weapons when setting up the formations, so many formations would have been forced at the same time, and he would have vomited blood and died.
Yan Xuling narrowed his eyes coldly: "Adjust surveillance!"
Yan Shimin shook his head again: "Dad, it's useless, all the surveillance cameras are broken."
Some of the five disciples of the family endured the severe pain and said: "Master, this person is obviously here for a reason!"
Some people wondered: "Is the zombie king coming?"
As soon as this issue came up, it was immediately rejected by Yan Xuling.
"Jiang Yuan is not in the world and can't come!"
It was precisely because they got the news from the Nine-Headed Bird that Jiang Yuan was left in the underworld by Emperor Fengdu, and they happened to meet the little zombie, that they wanted to subdue the little zombie.
Otherwise, how could such a huge battle be hidden from Jiang Yuan?
Rumor has it that Jiang Yuan only has one son. If his only son falls into the hands of their Yan family, Jiang Yuan will bow his head even if he doesn't!
Thinking about Jiang Yuan's existence for thousands of years or even longer, leaving aside his power, the countless wealth alone is enough to make the Yan family's heart flutter.
Yan Xuling frowned and took out his cell phone to call his youngest son.
Yan Shijin was drinking and chatting with a group of second-generation people in a house outside the nursing home.
"Dad, are Huo Chenhui and Ming Zaizai dead?"
Yan Xuling thought he heard wrongly.
"Who and who?"
Yan Shijin was stunned for a moment, avoided the crowd and walked outside to the yard to talk to his father in a low voice.
"Huo Chenhui carried the fat baby adopted by Huo Chenling to the island in the middle of the lake."
Yan Xuling's eyes were cold and uneasy: "Let me ask you, what is the name of that fat baby? What is Zaizai?"
Yan Shijin casually complained: "Ming Zaizai, you haven't even changed your last name. This adoption is not what you want at first sight!"
Yan Xuling: "..."
"Dududu..."
The phone was hung up, and Yan Xuling's face became very ugly.
Yan Shimin and the five disciples of the Yan family all looked at him, and their nerves became tense for a moment.
"Master?"
Yan Xuling waved his hand: "Leave the alley immediately and clean up this place without leaving any trace of our Yan family. Do you understand?"
Although Yan Shimin and the others didn't understand why, they nodded quickly.
"Call your brother later and ask him to release the video related to the little zombie that he has not released before. Remember to get it on the hot search list as quickly as possible."
"yes!"
Yan Xuling strode out: "I'll go back to my old house first!"
He walked very fast, as if something terrible was chasing him.
He didn't dare to leave from the gate, but walked from another path to a small pier by the lake, and took a motorboat to quickly leave the sanatorium.
On the island in the middle of the lake, Zaizai heard the movement and looked towards the lake.
Huo Chenhui was wiping his youngest son's long red hair with a towel found in the next room. The green-faced and fanged little zombie looked very scary at first glance.
But the father doesn't think the son is ugly, and naturally he doesn't think the son is scary either, so he quickly wipes his hair.
Zaizai saw a faint golden light from the man sitting on the motorboat, but the golden light was obviously wrapped in a cold and vicious aura, and it was just an illusion.
And that person seemed to be related to the death of Sister Nannan and her family. Zaizai, who had originally planned to start eating again, controlled himself.
The little zombie Jiang Siheng looked at her: "Zai Zai, I'm... sorry."
Zaizai was surprised: "Why did brother Xiaojiang apologize?"
The little zombie Jiang Siheng was very embarrassed and felt useless.
"I...I lost...that...nine-headed bird...and...it was...photographed...by...humans...to this point..."
Zaizai looked at the green-faced, fanged young man with long red hair and laughed.
"It's okay, it's okay. Dad said that he is responsible for all human affairs. Dad will definitely be able to solve it!"
Huo Chenhui hugged his youngest son and quickly comforted him.
"Yes, I believe your second uncle, he is the leader of the first family in China! It's just a video, there are many ways to solve it."
Saying this, Huo Chenhui was actually very worried.
If they were just ordinary people, no matter how big the issue was, the Huo family could indeed suppress it.
But my little son looks like a green-faced, fanged zombie...
Just then Huo Chenling's phone call came.
"Shen Ling, what's wrong?"
Over at the old house, Huo Chenling's voice was steady and powerful.
"Have you received the young general?"
Huo Chenhui smiled: "I got it, thanks to Zaizai, I'm fine."
Hearing this, Huo Chenling curled his lips silently: "That's good. Send us your location and I'll ask Si Jin to pick you up."
Huo Chenhui smiled and nodded: "Okay."
Zaizai shouted into the phone with a milky voice: "Dad, let me drive safely!"
Huo Chenling laughed.
After the call ended, Xiong Qi sent a message on WeChat.
[The case of Li Zhengqing's family of three is related to the Yan family in the imperial capital. The Yan family is powerful and a Xuanmen family, so it is difficult to be touched. 】
Not easy to move?
The Huo family didn't know about it ten years ago, but now that they know it, they naturally want to announce it to the world!
Huo Chenling called Jiang Lin with a chill in his eyes.
"Let's make arrangements. All the information on the case of Li Zhengqing's daughter ten years ago and the accidental death of Li Zhengqing and his wife will be put online and put on all major short video platforms. Within ten minutes, I want to see the results!"
"Yes, sir!"
[Composition: Thank you for your encouragement and support, (づ￣3￣)づ╭❤~]
