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Chapter two hundred and fourteenth life missed

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"Master, something is not right for this Six Realms Conference." Dian Jiu, who was originally staying in Youmeng Forest, appeared in the room.

Yan Ranjin frowned, obviously unhappy to be woken up: "What's wrong?"

Dianjiu said in a deep voice, "Someone disappeared."

Yan Ranjin's eyes were circulating, and she didn't know what she thought of, and said, "Just don't care about this matter. Let them not go out in the next few days, and then walk around after they are over. Don't sort out the news during this period, just give it to me!"

"Yes." Di Jiu replied.

"Oh, by the way, Feng Yanxu is watching, don't be discovered." Yan Ranjin added, and fell asleep again after saying that.

Nodded, turned around and disappeared from the spot.

Lian Cheng frowned: "How come someone disappears? Didn't the God Realm send someone to watch?"

Bian Shang said coldly: "This has never happened before. I'm afraid someone in the God Realm wants to do something."

Tang Qinghan pursed his lips. This matter was probably instructed by Feng Yanxu, but it seemed that it would not be of any benefit to him!

Yan Ranjin suddenly opened her eyes: "Dianzhu, go and talk to Diansha. Zuiyuan Tower will not be open tomorrow. I want to see two people separately. The location is in any Accord, and the time is staggered."

"Those two people?" Yan Xuanchu asked with his eyebrows raised.

"No, one of them is enough, and there is another one." Yan Ranjin got up and went to the desk to pick up his pen to write.

A moment later, Yan Ranjin broke a brush: "Dou vermilion, go find me a heavy pen."

"Hu", Yan Ranjin dryed the ink marks and admired the note he wrote with satisfaction: "Mom, you will lose one love rival tomorrow. Don't thank me, anyway, you said you wanted me to make her bend her, but then I thought about it so unkind, so I changed my way."

Yan Zhiru: "..."

As she said that, she used a spell to send the letter to the place she wanted to deliver it.

"This disguise is simply." Hua Jinyu sighed, "Ayan, what do you want to do?"

"Appoint Liusu in the name of daddy, and then he picked peach blossoms." Yan Ranjin did not wake up from doing bad things, and looked upright.

Yan Zhiru slowed down for a while and said, "You'd better not to pinch it. You pinch it in the flower market, but in the end I'll take the blame."

"No, even if Dad is angry, the fire will be emitted on me. Without the support of magic, I can only fake his handwriting." Yan Ranjin said seriously.

Yan Xuanchu was very unwilling to these things: "What are you going to make an appointment with the two?"

Yan Ranjin took a sip of water and didn't care about the two of them: "I don't make any appointments. They probably are nearby and can see them now, but I refuse to see them now."

Yan Xuanchu mocked, "If those two people hear your words, those two people will probably be very sad."

Yan Ranjin smiled and said nothing.

In a hall somewhere in Fanjing Temple, sandalwood permeates various parts of the hall. A woman with a Taoist nun looks softly chanting scriptures. The bells outside the hall are ringing from time to time, and a quiet atmosphere spreads throughout the hall.

A piece of paper fell gently in front of the woman, and fell accurately on her scriptures.

She stopped chanting, pinched the paper with her fair fingers, sighed lightly after seeing the contents, and disappeared instantly.

At this moment, Yan Zhiqing, who had been disguised, stood at the gate of the temple. He looked up at the plaque with the words "Fanjing Temple" written on it, and stepped into the temple after a while.
Chapter completed!
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