When Mo Chen saw Fan Tong here, he felt very strange. Even if she really came here to investigate what happened, she would at least tell him clearly, and would not be so vague and unable to explain the purpose of coming here.

Other doubts were what Mo Chen said just now. Except for her appearance and Fan Tong, her personality is not the same as Fan Tong.

Fan Tong, who Mo Chen knew, even if he occasionally showed his little girl's side, was weak and had a hint of unyielding strength.

Mo Chen just wanted to see what this fake Fan Tong wanted to do. It was to provoke his relationship with Meng Xinyao. It seemed that if Mo Chen did not see her purpose clearly for a while, he would follow his wishes.

Then the next step, I'm afraid that what she has to do is to kill Mo Chen and Meng Xinyao one by one.

In fact, even if Meng Xinyao didn't take action, Mo Chen was ready to open his dream. He was just waiting for the fatal opportunity of the fake Fan Tong attacking him and then pulling him into the dream.

What Mo Chen didn't expect was that Meng Xinyao took action so quickly. I have to say that the angry woman was really scary.

After comforting Meng Xinyao, Mo Chen carefully checked the utensils in the room. The liquid of the utensils was still soaked in those under-term babies, and there was indeed no trace of Xiao Jing.

At this moment, Mo Chen heard a crisp curse, and came from behind the door on the other side of the corridor. It was Zheng Yi's voice.

Mo Chen listened carefully, and seemed to curse, "Are you Mr. Huang Liu? I'm gonna!" Then there was a loud bang.

Mo Chen and the others looked at each other and rushed over to hear the sound. The door was covered in vain, and Mo Chen and the others broke into the house one after another.

I saw that Zheng Yi was tightly tying a golden rope in his hand, and the other end of the rope was tightly tied to an old man, while Zheng Yi stepped on the old man with one foot so that he would not break free.

The old man didn't know what he cursed, and Zheng Yi punched the old man in anger. Every punch fell on the old man's face. Mo Chen felt that the old man's face was like a special effect on the film and television, and the flashes of duang~duang~.

Until Zheng Yi recited a proverb, increased his strength, and punched him hard and suddenly filled the old man's eyebrows. A strong fox aura suddenly filled the entire room. At the same time, the old man turned into a long-haired fox that was taller than a person.

The big fox was covered with long brown and yellow hair, with only four claws, and white hair on the tip of his tail.

The fox opened and closed his mouth, but made a voice. It said evilly, "Hehe... Even if you kill me, you can't save her..."

"Ma D! You dare to be arrogant when you die." Zheng Yi cursed angrily, pulled out the peach wood dagger, and inserted it hard into the fox's left hind leg.

The fox wailed and wailed, but forced himself to squeeze out from the cracks of his teeth. "If you have the will, kill me, don't talk nonsense here!"

Mo Chen was confused when he heard this. He probably guessed that the fox in front of him must have plundered Xiaojing and let Zheng Yi use his torture, but the fox showed off his "righteousness" of dying together.

Mo Chen walked to the fox and squatted down. It was the first time that he had seen animals become sperm with his own eyes at such a close distance. This feeling was really hard to describe.

Mo Chen tried to make his tone more polite. He said to the fox, "This old man, we have no complaints in the past and no grudges in the past. I dare to ask you why we caught our friend?"

The fox sneered, narrowed his thin eyes and glanced at Mo Chen, his eyes full of arrogance and disdain.

The fox snorted coldly and said, "How can you ordinary people know the great achievements of this immortal?"

Zheng Yi was stuffed on the fox's back and couldn't help but swear. Mo Chen waved his hand to stop Zheng Yi from moving.

He still lobbies the fox with a respectful tone, "Old man, you are also a practitioner of Taoism, so naturally understand the principle of the cycle of cause and effect. My friend is also a poor person, and he has never done bad things in his life. Why don't you feel sorry for her, a little girl, and ruin your own practice."

Mo Chen said sincerely, the old fox seemed careless, and he didn't even look at Mo Chen, but his eyes were rolling around.

After Mo Chen said that, he deliberately left the old fox for time to consider, and the time was about to be touched. Mo Chen asked, "What do you mean?"

The old fox lowered his head and was speechless, a little silent, and he finally said, "She is in the basement."

Mo Chen and others looked at each other, Zheng Yi shouted with a golden rope, "Go!"

Zheng Yi carried the old fox and pointed the way out from the fox. Then he successfully found the secret door hidden in the living room on the first floor, started the mechanism, and the wine rack on one wall opened in response to the sound, revealing the entrance to the basement.

Mo Chen lit up his cell phone, took advantage of the light and ran down the stairs first, and rushed into the basement.

The basement space is not large. Under the dim light, Mo Chen saw a strange magic circle two meters squared on the ground.

A shelf is supported in the center of the magic circle, and a ceramic jar is tied to the other end of the shelf, and a homemade alcohol brazier is placed between the jar and the bracket.

The rugged flames were roasting the rope tied to the can. When Mo Chen arrived, the rope was suddenly broken by the fire, and the can fell toward the magic circle with a click.

No one needs to remind me, Mo Chen also guessed that the one who was locked in the jar was Xiao Jing, and the magic circle under the jar was probably enough to make Xiao Jing's soul scatter.

In desperation, Mo Chen jumped and rushed over to rescue the falling jar.

However, the God of Fate did not favor this time. The jar brushed through Mo Chen's fingertips and fell to the ground. The jar fell into pieces with a thud.

A familiar figure suddenly appeared, Xiao Jing widened her eyes in horror, and her body fell straight down. Mo Chen reached out to answer, but the two were completely unable to touch.

Mo Chen watched Xiao Jing fall into the magic circle in front of him. Xiao Jing screamed in horror, and then immediately understood his situation.

"No!"

As soon as Xiao Jing's body touched the magic circle, it seemed to be burned, and that part of her body immediately disappeared.

"Xiao Jing!"

Meng Xinyao, who entered the basement, was seeing the scene of Xiaojing gradually disappearing. Zheng Yi followed closely behind and rushed over with the old fox.

Before completely disappearing, Xiao Jing turned her head and saw the three people who came to save her one after another, and she shed tears in her eyes.

The burning pain in her body made Xiaojing feel extremely painful. She forced out a comforting smile and turned into nothing.

"Tm!" Zheng Yi cursed in grief and anger, grabbed the peach wood sword, recited the proverbs secretly, and pierced into the fox's sky spirit cover.

Accompanied by a heart-wrenching wail, a thick black mist suddenly spread. When the black mist dissipated, only a shriveled fox skin was left on the ground.

After a long period of silence, Mo Chen knelt on the ground in a daze, staring blankly at the place where Xiaojing disappeared.

Meng Xinyao gently pulled the corner of Mo Chen's clothes, and cried. She comforted Mo Chen softly, "It's not your fault, don't blame yourself too much... Xiaojing doesn't want to see you like this."
Chapter completed!