No, he still has Lyon as his backbone.

Zhang Lihua is very powerful, even more powerful than Uncle Feng and Jing Yuan, but no matter how powerful she is, she is still a reasonable person.

Lyon was different. It wasn't that he was unreasonable, but that in Liao Wenjie's heart, he had long been expelled.

Zhang Lihua opened the company door. The employees had already gone off work, and the huge office was empty.

It's a good thing, there is no talent available for the four of them to do things!

In the practice room, Zhang Lihua lit three incense sticks and bowed repeatedly to the portrait of the first generation Zhang Tianshi.

"Uncle Feng, the neon spell is complex and diverse. I have never seen the blood nightmare secret spell cast by the witch on you before."

Zhang Lihua said: "Just in case, I will first close several large acupuncture points connected to your heart, and then ask the ancestor's magic power to apply to you. I hope you can cooperate."

"sorry to bother you."

Uncle Jiu was sitting cross-legged in the center of the Bagua formation, with the Yin-Yang jade lit up and pressed tightly against his forehead to protect his mind.

Zhang Lihua worshiped three times, took out talismans and plastered them all over Uncle Jiu's body: "Master Jingyuan, Ajie, please help me protect the law. If there is interference from outsiders, just fight them off. There is no need to talk to them about face."

"It's easy to say, monk, I'll do something, lest some people say afterwards that I did nothing but eat today."
Chapter completed!