The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts - Chapter 406

Jiuqu felt a little uncomfortable being seen, he turned his head, thought for a while and said, “I have to go to the Eighth Prince’s Mansion.”

Jiang Fu put the peeled grapes into his mouth, raised his clean and clear eyes, and asked, “Master, is he going to see that thing? He’s in the Eighth Prince’s residence?”

Zhao Heng, who was still angry on the other side, didn’t know why, the two of them suddenly changed the subject, and he looked annoyed, seeing that they couldn’t understand what they were saying:

“What, what is in the Eighth Prince’s Mansion?”

“It should be there.” Jiuqu looked serious, frowning together, and paused before saying, “However, I don’t know if it can be solved.”

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Jiang Fu took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the grape juice on his hands, then asked after a pause, “Will it be dangerous?”

Zhao Heng: “???”

There seems to be no difference between him being able to speak and not being able to speak.

“What, what are you talking about?” Zhao Heng gritted his teeth viciously, stood in place, and looked at them angrily, “Tell me too, you two are not the only ones who are masters and apprentices! Sir, you can’t Treat one more favorably than another, tell my junior sister everything, and don’t tell me.”

Jiuqu turned his head and looked over.

Zhao Heng’s gaze was a little unnatural, he coughed twice, and then said in deliberation, “You all talked about the Eighth Prince’s Mansion just now, but that’s my son, tell me about my son, what’s wrong…”

Seeing that Jiuqu was still frowning and thinking about something, he seemed hesitant to say anything, Zhao Heng became a little anxious, and quickly said, “What’s wrong with him, what’s in his house, what are you going to see?” What danger, tell me!”

“Evil Spirit.” Jiang Fu wiped his hands, put the handkerchief by his hand, raised his eyes to look at Zhao Heng and said, “There is a big, **** mist around him, and it is getting thicker and thicker.”

“Ordinary people have a few small black spots around them, and they will encounter some unlucky things. His black mist…”

Jiang Fu didn’t continue talking, it was the first time she had seen such a thick black fog, and she didn’t know what would happen to Zhao An.

“Evil spirit!?” Zhao Heng opened his eyes wide, “Black mist?”

He used to hear people say that Jiuqu is a master of metaphysics, but he didn’t see any other difference except fortune-telling symbols. Before, he always heard him talk about catching ghosts, and he thought it was just pretending to be a ghost to deceive people. Could it be true in the world? Is there a ghost?

“Yes, it’s a big one.” Jiang Fu looked left and right, looked at a huge coral ornament on the other side, and said to Zhao Heng, “It’s the same as that coral, slightly bigger than that.”

“…My God, so powerful?” Zhao Heng followed Jiang Fu’s gaze and saw a coral ornament that had reached his chest. He stared at the ornament, not knowing whether it was shock or something, and said slowly.

Nine Songs: “…”

Jiang Fu raised his hand to his forehead, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with what he said, it was really powerful.

“When is the master going to see it?” Jiang Fu asked, “What preparations should I make?”

“No need to prepare.” Jiuqu said.

He has everything now, so there is really no need to prepare anything.

In a place that Jiuqu couldn’t see, a small shadow floated beside the shadow, it fluttered and giggled twice.

There is really no need to prepare.

Although the cloud of fog is very thick, that thing should have lived well these years, but how powerful can it be?

Evil spirit?

She is the ancestor of evil spirits.