The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss

   Chapter 412 Design

"enough."

  Xie Yun leaned on the sofa, smiled lightly with his head sideways, his eyes wandered maliciously, staring straight at the broken wind placed in the middle of the formation.

   "They're probably still spinning around like flies without a head."

   The black-hooded man glanced at Xie Yun again after hearing this, and finally withdrew his gaze silently.

Even if he is walking on the gray edge like this, relying on these unreliable means to make money, he has low conscious empathy, has no relatives, and belongs to a guy who can feed his family and not be hungry. There is also an indescribable quiver.

This kind of secret technique has also had a great impact and damage on him. If it wasn't for the fact that the Tao family saved his life and Xie Yun gave him more money, it would have been refreshing enough. This large sum of money was enough for him to squander the rest of his life. Don't take such a risk.

   After all, there are not as many feng shui metaphysicians who can truly possess Feng Shui metaphysics talent now, and most of them have inheritance, so they, who are already rejected by Feng Shui metaphysicians, dare not provoke them easily.

It's not that no one has looked for him before, but most of them have spotted some feng shui metaphysicists who are not right with them, and want to use feng shui metaphysics to benefit themselves. Like Xie Yun, who is targeting his own son, he is also See you for the first time.

   You have to know that after this is over, his son is considered a waste.

   This person came from a great family of feng shui metaphysics, and he didn't know what the other party was thinking.

   But it’s funny to say, isn’t all these feng shui metaphysicians who originally claimed to support justice, subdue demons and eliminate demons in the end doing such deeds?

  The Tao family is, and so is the Xie family.

   For this piece of silver, they all begged him.

  It's a pity that it's not the past, and he couldn't show his ancestors who were hiding in the east and the west to see the so-called famous family now.

   Without thinking too much, he raised his feet and continued to arrange.

This place has a lot of yin, and people have died before, and the one who died was a feng shui metaphysician with a good talent for feng shui metaphysics. He has a blessing on the success rate of this evil way of doing things. Of course, he has never fought such a generous battle, as long as he Xie Yun has been able to do any arrangement he can think of for more than a year, so he naturally has to do his best to ensure that he is foolproof.

   But how could he have been treated like this before.

   The man under the black sweater was still a little nervous at the thought.

   The current feng shui metaphysician is really getting worse and worse, not as good as his inheritance.

   and other details were also arranged, he looked up at the time, it was still half an hour away.

   He held a small cup with thick blood in it, and waited for the time to be drenched on the broken wind.

   When the feng shui metaphysics talent is replaced, he has already planned an escape route, then these people will stop thinking about finding him.

   He went through what he was going to do in his mind again. It was the first time he used this secret technique, and his heart was full of excitement.

In front of the    formation, he was thinking about what he should do over and over again, but suddenly he heard a movement behind him.

  The voice from the gate?

   Is it possible that someone came over?

   No way.

   They do everything so covertly.

   He turned his head sharply, frowned and found nothing. He turned his head again, and his eyes moved through the glass window of the hall and immediately returned, his eyes fixed, his eyes widened, and he looked at the small head that came in from the window.

   "Someone! Over there by the window!"

   (end of this chapter)