The Lucky Bride Is Pretty And Delicate

n put away the spiritual weapon.
“I’m already sure that this person is fake, and the tired one is the real Madam Zhou, Li Yazhi!”

After hearing Jing Chen, Hong Ying remained expressionless.

On the other hand, Li Yazhi was excited.
“Yes, I’m the real one.
Quick, unmask her.”

Being impersonated by someone, Li Yazhi felt extremely aggrieved.
She was on the verge of collapse at all times.

“Madam, no hurry.”

Jing Ming smiled and comforted Li Yazhi.

Hong Ying was a psychic.
When she transformed into Li Yazhi, she naturally had to maintain her spiritual power all the time.

After being accused, Hong Ying smiled and responded.
“You can talk however you want, but where is the evidence?”

Hong Ying did not change her expression.
It was as if she was telling people that unless they unmasked her, she would never admit that she was the fake one.

Jing Chen and Jing Ming smiled coldly.
“Just wait and see.
You may be able to fool ordinary people, but not us.”

Hong Ying smiled.
“Then please.”

Jing Chen frowned when he saw the calm expression on Hong Ying’s face.
He didn’t know what made her feel so fearless.

Hong Ying sat still like a mountain while Li Yazhi was panicky, worried that she had more tricks up her sleeve.

Jing Chen looked at Jing Ming.
“Jing Ming, prepare the talisman.”

Jing Ming nodded and opened his bag.
There were all kinds of cinnabar talismans inside.

Li Jingui leaned over to take a closer look and was extremely envious of how much good stuff they had.

Fortunately, she quit.
Otherwise, she would be made a laughing stock in the future,

She thought that the fake one was just using a disguise technique, but from the looks of it, she was not.

Once again, Li Jingui was glad that she did not get involved.

Li Jingui could not help but look at Liu Sanniang.
Liu Sanniang was behind Wei Shilai and was also looking at the two Daoists with a focused expression.

In the time it took to finish a cup of tea, Jing Chen had already drawn a few talismans.
Every time he drew, there would be a dark red light flashing.
There was some sweat on his forehead.
He stopped and wiped his sweat.

Jing Chen said, “It’s done.”

Jing Ming walked towards Hong Ying with the talisman and said coldly, “You evil witch, if you unmask yourself now, you won’t have to suffer.
Otherwise, when I hit you with the talisman, you will live in hell.”

Hong Ying smiled.
“I’m the real Madam Zhou.
What am I afraid of?”

The Daoist priests had already drawn their talismans, but Hong Ying was still so arrogant as if what she said was right.
Li Yazhi was so angry that she kept clenching her clothes.
She was afraid that she would die of anger before she could reclaim her innocence.