LOGINHalf-hidden under the moonlight, his face was unclear, but he knew he had fallen into a trap. He spoke in a deep voice, "People on the street call me Eagle. Who are you?""Hmm, Eagle? Is that something you can eat?" After saying this, he stepped closer, letting the moonlight illuminate his face. The newcomer was Elijah.Originally, Elijah was lying in bed, about to sleep, when he suddenly smelled a metallic scent—a smell common to those who often kill and rob. Elijah first went to Reginald's room to inform him, telling him to go to the cellar in half an hour. Then Elijah arrived at the cellar door, and upon seeing two guards lying on the ground, he immediately knew the intruder was after Garfield.Eagle looked at Elijah, his furrowed brows relaxing. He had expected a formidable opponent, but it turned out to be just a kid."If you don't want to die, get out of the way. I have things to do." With that, he grabbed Garfield, ready to leave.Just as he walked past Elijah, Elijah spoke: "Y
Just for this alone, Reginald wanted to wipe out this kind of scum.Elijah stood to the side, seeming to read Reginald's thoughts, and spoke: "Reginald, there's no need to rush. You can strike him with the heaviest blow when he's at his most triumphant and confident, making him fall into hell."Reginald smiled at these words: "Alright." After speaking, he gently touched Elijah's cheek. "Looking at you, I see more and more of my younger self. Not only are our personalities similar, but 'exactly alike' wouldn't be an exaggeration."Craig had once said the same thing about Reginald: he was upright and unyielding, unable to tolerate even a grain of sand in his eyes.Few people can withstand the temptation of power; those who truly pass the test are never simple.At this moment, the driver was driving Diego back to the group headquarters.As they drove, the driver suddenly stopped the car. Diego looked ahead and saw a large truck parked in front of them. The road was a bit remote, with few
"How could anyone else be buried in the West family cemetery?"The three masters exchanged glances, each calculating in their own way."If the good fortune of such a yin residence collides, it will be harmful to the living."All three of them had studied this field.However, their studies were too orthodox.The unorthodox Amelia thought of one thing: "That so-called master wants you to eat the West family's devotional offerings and steal the West family's good fortune."Amelia was all too familiar with this trick.Because the Cromwell family's good fortune had been stolen in exactly this way, and it lasted for ten years.She tilted her head to look at Declan: "Sorry, Mr. West, may I ask, when did the decline in the West family's descendants begin?"Declan didn't answer. His hands clenched tightly, filled with hatred for the two evil spirits on the ground.Courtney spoke up: "It started twenty-seven years ago! By rights, my mother-in-law shouldn't have had only my husband as a child. I
Ordinary chairs seemed to transform into the throne atop a mountain of bones. The man didn't need to say a word; simply resting his chin on one hand, countless vengeful spirits would emerge from behind him, ready to tear him apart!And each of them was stronger than him, able to devour him in just a bite or two!The evil spirits raised their arms, blood and tears blurring their faces, begging for mercy, but he knew the other party had never shown any softness.Aside from his arm, almost his entire left side had already become the Black Tide, just when he thought he was about to be finished.A calm voice sounded from upstairs: "Carl, don't kill him. I still have questions for him."Was it the female cultivator who had just wielded the Spirit Summoning?The evil spirits couldn't figure out the relationship between these two.But in the very next second, all the terrifying scenes before his eyes vanished.He finally had a chance to catch his breath.And that man now seemed to be nothing
Declan had never imagined that such dire consequences would be borne by his most innocent daughter.He would rather be the one to atone for these sins himself.Even the gossip media in Miami knew that Declan was famously devoted to his daughter, so one can only imagine how he felt when his own child spoke to him like this.But as a key figure in the port city, he was always decisive in his actions."Push her away," he said to his wife.Courtney already had tears on her face, but she knew what had to be done and was about to push the little girl away.Yet in that instant, the little girl's strength was nothing like a child's; even an adult couldn't match her."Mommy, you're so cruel! You say you love me, but you treat me like this!""Do you wish you had a son instead of me?"The little girl's words were sharp, filled with unspeakable resentment.She refused to let go, making it impossible for the three masters to perform their rituals.As the standoff continued, Amelia, who had been st
The three of them were considering giving these two youngsters another chance.Otherwise, if they ended up fleeing at the last minute, it would be a disgrace in Environmental Energy circles, and it would be difficult for them to get hired to watch over houses in the future.In Miami, whatever you do, integrity and reputation are everything.They weren't saints; they had to make a living. Besides inviting objects, the most profitable job was watching over both the Spirit and Physical Worlds for others.These two youngsters had just arrived in Miami and already tried to fool the West family. If word got out, it would only harm them.Unexpectedly, the first to react to these words was not the two young people.It was Byron, who had introduced them. His face was visibly tense as he lowered his voice: "Young master, your health only just recovered this year. It's not suitable for you to see any Evil spirits or Ghost Escorts. Why don't we wait until the masters have dealt with things? There







