The seemingly unsubstantive action of Buddha's Light made the beautiful plum tree in front of you look like a landscape tree with a fast forward button pressed in the next moment. The flowers fade, the leaves fall, and wither!

This plum tree with lush branches and leaves and bright flowers turns into a bare dead tree in a blink of an eye.

It was so fast that it made people feel like the plum blossoms in the lush tree just now, like an illusion!

Mingge subconsciously looked down at the ground. The ground was empty, with no falling flowers or leaves.

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The Buddha's light flew back to Mingge's palm, rolled twice, and then opened his mouth and burped. It was rare that this guy could take the initiative to be close to her, but before Mingge was happy, the Buddha's light disappeared in front of Mingge like a stream of light, and headed straight ahead.

Mingge subconsciously wanted to chase after him, but his hand was pulled by the high priest, "Go together!"

This is to Mingge push his wheelchair.

Mingge was anxious about the Buddha's light, so he had no patience to push the high priest's wheelchair and walked forward slowly. She wanted to shake off the high priest's hand, but the high priest said softly, "I can help you!"

Mingge was silent and finally pushed the high priest's wheelchair up.

It was not because of the high priest's words, but suddenly I remembered that if the Buddha's light caused some serious disaster, could the high priest take the blame at least!

The Buddha's light was too fast, and Mingge, who had been walking for a while, could no longer tell the difference between the east, south, west and north. However, perhaps because she had a relationship with the Buddha's light, she could control the direction of the Buddha's light as telepathically as she could control it.

The head of the Ming family and the people from the Ming family followed the high priest all the way. Seeing the direction the high priest and Mingge led, he hurriedly shouted, "You can't move forward any more, priest, you can't move forward any more!"

The high priest seemed to hear the words of the old master, and signaled Mingge to stop and indeed stopped moving forward.

A white light suddenly soared into the sky in the house not far ahead, turning into a dragon-shaped body and trying to roar.

The dragon-headed dragon-horned dragon body, even the white light, can be seen clearly even the scales on the dragon body. The white light is transforming bit by bit, and the dragon-headed dragon body soars in the air like a roaring roaring.

The head of the Ming family, who followed the high priest, shouted excitedly, "That is the heroic spirit of the ancestors, that is the heroic spirit of the ancestors. The ancestors can actually turn into dragons, and turn into dragons..."

But the next moment he said it turned into a crying scream, "What is that, what is that? How could the heroic spirit of his ancestors be swallowed by that thing."

Because before the dragon shape was complete, a small white ball appeared two feet from the dragon's head, bounced a few times before opening its mouth.

It looked so small, and it just sucked and sucked it and ate the white-light dragon. The dragon's tail had not even had time to transform into a dragon's tail.

Mingge silently lowered his head.

It would be fine if Buddha Light had sneaked the spiritual energy inside in the sky before. He could endure it by sucking the yin energy on the plum tree when there was no one. Now he swallowed the ancestors so openly. This hatred is worth fighting, so Mingge just wanted to find a hole to avoid it first.

Although the head of the Ming family, who said this, knew that the ball that could swallow the heroic spirits of the Ming family's ancestors was definitely not an ordinary ball, even if he fought his life, he probably wouldn't be able to keep the ball. But as the head of the Ming family, how could he do such a thing in front of the ancestors and sects?

He shouted loudly and was about to fly forward to grab the bold ball.

Then I felt the ball rushing straight towards his position.

This was coming in a fierce manner, and the head of the Ming family subconsciously wanted to avoid it, and then he felt that the ball rushed into the body of the high priest's wife.

No matter how stupid he was, he understood at this moment that the ball belonged to the high priest.

The old head of the Ming family's old face turned black and his eyes fell on the high priest with a deep look, "Sir, what's going on?"

Mingge, who lowered his head, said that it was just this moment when she could have someone to take the blame for her. This felt really good. She decisively remained silent and narrowed her presence.

"This is an accident!" At the critical moment, the high priest did not push Mingge out to protect himself, but took it all his strength. "You asked me to help you solve the resentful spirits in the ancestral temple. This resentful spirit may have an entanglement with the heroes of the Ming family, or maybe there are things in the Ming family that the resentful spirits are unwilling to let go, so he was born in this kind of thing. Now I have solved the resentful spirits in the ancestral temple of the Ming family, but the matter of the heroes is unexpected. If the master of the hometown holds me accountable for this matter, I have nothing to say."

This is very tactful, but it is also extremely rude.

The Ming family asked the high priest to solve the grudges in the Ming family's ancestral temple. The Ming family did not tell the high priest about the heroes in the ancestral temple at the beginning. Now the high priest has solved the heroes together. Although there are reasons for the high priest to do this, the bigger main reason should be that the Ming family did not know in advance.

The head of the Ming family suffered such a loss after taking such a loss, and for a moment, he felt like a mouthful of blood was suffocating to his throat.

The Ming family's painstaking spirit protection array is to protect the heroic spirits of the ancestors here to protect the Ming family's bloodline.

At this moment, all the ancestors and heroes who had been for millions of years turned into nothingness, and he wanted to shave the heart of the high priest.

But even if the high priest is killed, the heroic spirits of the ancestors will not come back. The most important thing is that it is not so easy to turn against the high priest.

If someone comes to your house to solve the problem, but if the problem is solved, you will kill him to silence him. This will spread. How can the Ming family gain a foothold in this world in the future?

Fortunately, the curse of the resentful spirit in the Ming family’s ancestral temple was finally resolved, and the owner of the Ming family comforted himself, but it was not that bad.

The head of the Ming family, who suffered a loss, not only did not take the opportunity to find fault, but also comforted the high priest and promised many treasures to repay.

The high priest said with shame that his poor academic skills caused such losses to the Ming family, so he would be spared if he was not good at learning.

When he heard this, the head of the Ming family dared not to spare him. He could not tell anyone about the disappearance of the ancestors' spirits in the ancestral temple. The Ming family's mansion was protected by the ancestors' spirits. If other aristocratic families knew about it, they might immediately do something to kill people and seize treasures. He must ask the high priest to seal the words.

Moreover, the descendants who followed him into the ancestral temple had to privately erase their memory.

In fact, if the high priest was not the high priest, the head of the Ming family would have killed people to silence him long ago.
Chapter completed!