Being The Destroyer In A Profound Sect

Meng Wife was shocked and quickly reminded loudly.    

But it was already too late.    

The sharp blade had already pierced Lu Qi's heart.    

It looked like it was going to pierce through.    

Meng Wife took in a breath of cold air.    

Meng Chaoxian had told her that this little girl in front of her was not only a master, but also Mo Shihan's girlfriend.    

Mo Shihan, who was he?    

He was the most powerful man in the entire Jindu.    

If her son killed his girlfriend, then the entire Meng family would have a good time.    

But...    

It seemed like Lu Qi was not worried about the current situation at all.    

She raised her eyebrows slightly.    

She raised her palm slightly.    

A red mass of air immediately shot out from her palm.    

It violently hit Meng Chaoxian's son.    

"Ah..."    

The little boy screamed.    

Then, he immediately dropped the knife and rolled on the bed with his head in his arms.    

Meng Xin's wife was confused. "This... Miss Lu, what happened to my son? Why does he look like he's in pain?"    

Lu Qi smiled coldly.    

"When the soul is separated from the body, of course it will be painful."    

"When the soul is separated from the body..."    

Meng wife was puzzled by her words and wanted to ask something else.    

However, she saw the little boy's body roll around and actually float out a wisp of black mist.    

The mist circled around.    

Furthermore, it began to condense into the shape of a person.    

"Big Sister Zhang!" Meng Yue couldn't help but call out.    

"You know her?"    

Mrs. Meng nodded. "She lives in the building next door. Her surname is Zhang. Sometimes, when we meet in the neighborhood, we even greet her. But... a while ago, she played mahjong with an old lady and won the old lady's money. The old lady was unhappy, so she cursed at her. In the end... the more Sister Zhang thought about it, the angrier she got. She simply jumped off the building and committed suicide."    

" Jump off the building and commit suicide? When did it happen? "    

Meng Wei thought for a while and said, "It... it seems to be a while ago, about half a month ago."    

Half a month ago.    

Lu Qi remembered that Meng Chaoxian went to the restaurant to look for her and asked for the method to attract souls. It seemed to be that period of time as well.    

In other words...    

Big Sister Zhang jumped off the building and happened to catch up with Meng Chaoxian and the others to summon souls for their son.    

It was only because of a coincidence that the souls of the two of them had been mistaken.    

"It seems like this matter is much more troublesome than I imagined." Lu Qi said in a deep voice.    

"Trouble? But didn't Big Sister Zhang's soul already come out of my son's body? Then my son will soon return to normal. Why is there trouble? "    

Lu Qi looked at the little boy and her expression was somewhat serious.    

"Big Sister Zhang's soul has indeed been beaten out by me. But in your son's body, he doesn't have his own soul."    

"No? How is this possible!? That day, we clearly used the method you taught us, how could we have made a mistake? " Meng Yue's wife was somewhat unable to accept it.    

Lu Qi said, "Of course there is a mistake, but... your son's soul is currently nowhere to be found. There is only one explanation, and there is only one explanation: someone deliberately trapped his soul."    

The more Meng Wife heard, the more afraid she felt.    

They were honest people and had never done anything bad in their lives.    

Why... Why was there someone who trapped her son's soul?    

"Then... Then what should we do now?" Meng Yue asked.    

"Find him."    

Lu Qi sent Big Sister Zhang's soul into the cycle of reincarnation.    

After confirming that there were no problems, she asked Meng Wei for the toy that the little boy often played with.    

"Rise!"    

Her slender fingers lightly pressed on the toy.    

Not long after, a wisp of black mist rose from the toy.    

She took out the compass.    

She drew the black mist up.    

The Feng Shui compass and the mist immediately became one, starting to rotate crazily.    

Rotating, rotating, rotating.    

Rotating and turning.    

Rotating for seven to eight minutes, he finally stopped.    

"The child's soul is in the north?" Lu Qi looked at the conclusion displayed on the compass.