902 Chapter 901 of “The Quick-Traveling Girl Is Poised to Knock Down the Male Protagonist”

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The old man in red was trapped for hundreds of miles by the hooded man in white. When he finally returned to the stone tomb, he unexpectedly saw An Jingyuan, who had been wandering outside. When he saw this man, the old man in red subconsciously wanted to kill him, but the moment he approached him, the old man in red was stunned for a moment, then disappeared beside him and paused for a moment before suddenly laughing.

Smiling and smiling, water stains appeared at the corners of his eyes, seeming to be proud and happy at the same time!

Then he stood in front of An Jingyuan. The invisible old man in red had an eerie smile on his lips. He stretched out his withered fingertips. The fingertips were silently scratched by the old man in red. A drop of blood fell on his forehead, leaving a trace of vermilion.

The blood curse disappeared, and An Jingyuan only felt that his figure was in a trance.

The old man in red looked at An Jingyuan with a strange smile, and then left. After An Jingyuan’s head was dizzy for a while, he shook his head and stood here again waiting for Zhou Min and Han Jiuyou.

The old man in red hadn’t left for long when Han Jiuyou suddenly appeared next to An Jingyuan with Zhou Min in his arms. Looking at An Jingyuan who looked normal, he felt even more annoying than before. Han Jiuyou frowned and said, “Why are you still here?”

“You finally came out, how are you?” An Jingyuan had just finished asking when a sad roar suddenly sounded over the barren mountain.

“Zhou Min, Han Jiuyou! I’m going to kill you, and I want you to be buried with her!” The old man screamed, hoarse but unable to suppress the tragic despair and pain.

Han Jiuyou looked back at the cave entrance not far away and sneered, seemingly very happy in his heart.

But because of this roar, An Jingyuan felt as if he could feel the man’s heartache, despair and hatred, the hatred for this world!Hatred for Zhou Min and Han Jiuyou!

There was a faint flash of scarlet in his eyes, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Han Jiuyou hugged Zhou Min. Although he didn’t like An Jingyuan, he couldn’t ignore it. After putting a charm on An Jingyuan, Han Jiuyou hugged Zhou Min and took An Jingyuan with him, and disappeared instantly. The old man in red could not come back to his senses because of the grief and pain of the man in the ice coffin.

The hope that had always supported him, the slim hope that had kept him going until now, was instantly shattered when he returned to the stone tomb and saw the moment in front of him. The despair in his heart at this time, even if the world was destroyed, would not be enough to annihilate his hatred.

The heart of the old man in red was crushed and crushed, and the aura of despair made his whole body tremble…

No one hid it from him. Han Jiuyou’s aura and Zhou Min’s aura were on the ice coffin…it was them…it was them who stole Beiwen’s opportunity, they ruined his hopes, and he wanted them to pay for it!

The old man in red lifted his body lying on the ice coffin.

His eyes stared fiercely at the position where Zhou Min and Han Jiuyou once stood. His twisted expression, gloomy eyes, and crazy expression all indicated that he was becoming more and more paranoid in the extreme of madness.

When Han Jiuyou returned to An’s house with Zhou Min and An Jingyuan in his arms, the An’s house was still brightly lit, and it seemed that everyone was awake and waiting for them.

The An family was startled by the three people who suddenly appeared in the hall. However, Mrs. An was indeed a man who had seen the world. His body stiffened. After recognizing the person, his tense expression relaxed. Everyone stood up when they saw Han Jiuyou holding Zhou Min and An Jingyuan appearing behind him.

“Master Han, this, Master Zhou, this is…” An Jingyuan’s father An Laike stepped forward and asked worriedly, somewhat doubting whether Zhou Min had brought back the souls of Annan and Jiang Yong.

Only Mr. An was really worried when he saw Zhou Min’s appearance at this time. He stepped forward and looked at Han Jiuyou, “How could it be like this?”

“Don’t worry, my sister is just too tired. Arrange a room for her to rest. As for Annan and Jiang Yong’s follow-up matters, I will take care of them.” Han Jiuyou said calmly.

An Jingyuan had not spoken since he returned to An’s house. He was very quiet, a little too quiet. But at this time, everyone’s attention was on Han Jiuyou and Zhou Min and what Han Jiuyou said, so they did not notice anything unusual about An Jingyuan.

Anlai asked Han Jiuyou to put Zhou Min into the guest room, and then Han Jiuyou followed everyone to Jiang Yong and Annan’s room. After knowing that both of them could wake up, the An family notified the Jiang family to let Jiang Yong and Annan live in the same room, with two beds separated by a curtain.

This was originally convenient for Zhou Min to cast the spell later, but now it is convenient for Han Jiuyou, but it also leads to the same goal by different routes, and the purpose is the same.

Han Jiuyou stood at the end of their bed, asked the An family to remove the curtain, and took out the charm that Zhou Min had given to An Jingyuan to house the souls of Annan and Jiang Yong. An Jingyuan had been standing quietly in the corner, looking at Han Jiuyou with a faint look in his eyes. After Han Jiuyou glanced at An Jingyuan, his eyes darkened, and then he stopped paying attention to An Jingyuan.

Concentrating on the talisman, he put his hands together in his palms and closed his eyes, “all living beings listen to my order. Yin and yang open the way for three souls to rise. The two levels of heaven and earth are formed. The four elements of heaven and earth merge into one. The seven souls return. The main soul of the three souls – how long will it take if I don’t return now! Order Qi! Go to the talisman -”

Han Jiuyou threw the talisman at Annan and Jiang Yong. A silver light suddenly appeared, and the talisman spontaneously ignited in the air. The ethereal figures in the talisman jumped out, and quickly rushed towards the foreheads of the people on the bed. Han Jiuyou opened his hands, and two copper coins suddenly appeared. When the souls rushed into the foreheads, the copper coins quickly flew up and landed on the foreheads of Annan and Jiang Yong.

With a flick of Han Jiuyou’s fingertips, a red soul-locking spell was pressed on the copper coins. The red light flickered on and off the two people. As the copper coins became hot, blood-red spells appeared on the two people in the air. Everyone in the room was frightened by the enchantment and took a step back until An Jingyuan was highlighted. He stood in front of everyone, looking at the red spells on the two people, his eyes were deep and his brain hurt.

Han Jiuyou breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand, and turned to face everyone, “Let’s all go out. When the rooster crows, their departed souls will completely merge with their own souls.”

After saying that, he walked out and out of the room. Anlai came back to his senses and looked at his father. Mr. An nodded. Anlai walked to Han Jiuyou’s side and said, “I’ll have Master Han take a rest.”

“No, my sister and I will live in the same room before she wakes up.” After saying that, Han Jiuyou walked to Zhou Min’s room, leaving a group of stunned people looking at each other.

Are these siblings?!

An Jingyuan stepped forward and stopped Han Jiuyou when he was about to enter the room. He looked unhappy and said, “You are not a child anymore. Don’t you know that this will damage your sister’s reputation?”

“This is between us and has nothing to do with you.” Han Jiuyou disliked An Jingyuan more and more. He could barely ignore him before, but now he faced An Jingyuan again. For some reason, there was something about him that made him want to get angry and violent. He could hardly maintain even the most basic ignore. He waved his hand away in front of him, walked into the room, and shut everyone out of the door with his backhand.

‘Bang!’ The sound of the door slamming shut caused Mr. An, An Laike and others who were chasing after them to stop. An Jingyuan stood at the door, clenching his fists tightly, staring at the closed door, lowering his head with a gloomy expression, then turned around and strode away.