Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

The dark hour is coming soon.

Xuan Xuzi stood in the center of the formation and began to practice. As he chanted the incantations more and more urgently, the soul-seeking incense on the altar spontaneously ignited without fire. The wisp of the yin and yin spirit turned into a pale golden airflow and injected the soul-seeking incense. , then turned into smoke and rushed towards the silver lighter placed next to it.

Engraved on the inside of the lighter, the originally dim and inconspicuous pattern was instantly lit up.

The power of the sealed totem was released and shot up into the night sky. Through his eyes, Su Qiao saw the spectacular light and shadow of the Phoenix's Nirvana blooming in the sky, fleeting.

A rare strange color flashed across her beautiful eyes.

The legendary Yilin tribe worships the phoenix as their god and has lived in Fengming Valley forever for generations... Their witch priests are also called Huang Nu!

It seems that Shen Xiujin's mother, Nian Shuangzhi, is the last generation of Huang girls of the Yilin clan.

Su Qiao suddenly turned to look at Shen Xiujin beside her.

As the son of Huang Nu, with the blood of Nian Shuangzhi flowing in his body, he can naturally see the scene just now... This phenomenon that goes against common sense and science should have a great impact on Shen Xiujin.

"Don't be afraid." Su Qiao patted his shoulder soothingly and explained in a low voice, "This Phoenix power was left by your mother to protect you. The reason why you escaped unscathed in the car accident twenty-one years ago The reason why you survived without any damage is precisely because of its protection. However, you were only six years old at the time, and you were weak and young. You could not withstand this magical power, so you injured your brain and lost all your memories..."

This makes sense why Shen Xiujin, who was six years old at the time, narrowly escaped death and walked further and further away without waiting for rescue, and finally disappeared completely.

Shen Xiujin glanced at her lightly and said nothing.

That handsome and indifferent face was more silent than the night, showing no emotion at all.

For some reason, Su Qiao felt that Shen Xiujin was not happy at the moment...

"Apprentice." Xuan Xuzi reached out and poked her, looking up, "Where did this totem power go?"

Xuan Xuzi was not talented enough and his cultivation was mediocre. As a result, the totem power seemed to flicker in front of his eyes before disappearing.

He searched around and found no trace.

Su Qiao said: "The released totem patron saint will find Huang Nu on his own."

Xuan Xuzi was a little confused, "Then how can we chase after him? This thing is faster than a plane."

"Of course you can't catch it, but you can know where it went." Su Qiao said as she took out the familiar yellow ball from her bag. She patted the ball with a smile, "Big Huang, come out to work. .”

Yan Ming: "..."

This bad woman has no intention of changing her tune.

The ray of Yin spirit pulled out from Yan Ming's body is also a part of Yan Ming. It is now integrated into the totem's divine power and goes with it. Only Yan Ming can sense its location.

Su Qiao and Yan Ming signed a blood contract. Yan Ming recognized her as his master and surrendered unconditionally. This also included that her spiritual consciousness could enter Yan Ming's spiritual realm at will and share its perspective and memory.

Before Su Qiao went in, Yan Ming warned her awkwardly: "Don't look around later, don't peek into my privacy!"

Su Qiao was inexplicably funny.

The hedgehog, who has always been dark, has a strong sense of privacy.

After entering, Su Qiao actually discovered that there was a part of the memory in Yan Ming's spiritual realm that was wrapped in black mist. It was obvious that he deliberately hid it and did not want her to see it.

Although he was a little curious, it was important to find Nian Shuang at the moment. Su Qiao only paused for a moment and then focused on the traces of Yin Shen in Yan Ming's spiritual realm.

Soon, I found it!

Su Qiao opened her eyes suddenly. She looked at Shen Xiujin with a serious expression: "In Changming Orphanage!"

Hearing this, a murderous intent flashed across Shen Xiujin's dark and cold eyes.

A sneer escaped from his throat, and his rage grew exponentially: "So it's hidden there..."

Changming Orphanage is the best private orphanage in the Imperial City.

Five years ago, Shen Changzong funded and established it.

For this reason, Shen Changzong also earned the title of philanthropic entrepreneur and made headlines on the charity page of the three-day news.

That hypocritical face can make people spit out their overnight meal.

Shen Xiujin once stopped to take a look when passing by.

A few children of five or six years old were holding on to the iron gate railings and looking at the world outside. There was no hope or innocence on their faces, only gray.

Shen Xiujin suddenly thought of locking his dog in a cage.

There seems to be no difference, just change it to a bigger one...

He threw away the cigarette in his hand expressionlessly and walked away.

The orphanage was built on the fastest road to his company.

But after that, Shen Xiujin would rather take a detour than go there.

Shen Changzong knew where his shadow was, so he hid Nian Shuangzhi in the orphanage, under his nose!

He had opportunities countless times, but missed them countless times.

Shen Xiujin clenched her finger bones tightly, her dark eyes were gloomy, and a bloodthirsty sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

——Shen Changzong, you are really... tired of living!