Chapter 430 My Work
"Are you okay?" When Song Yan pushed him away, Fu Yusheng asked while unplugging the Bluetooth headset from his ear. He did feel a wet spot on his coat, but he did not look down at Song Yan. He gave her private space and a shoulder to lean on.
"I'm fine." Song Yan said hoarsely, pinning a lock of hair behind her ear. She didn't want Fu Yusheng to see her crying face, so she covered her entire face with her hair. No one could see her tears.
Then she turned to look at Song's father and studied his face. He looked pale and not very well, but compared to when Song Yan found him, he seemed to be much better. Song Yan stared at Song's father, and Fu Yusheng couldn't help but worry about his father-in-law. Was there something he didn't know?
Fu Yusheng had seen Song Yan's abilities, and when he saw his wife staring at his father-in-law without blinking as he gave instructions, he felt something was wrong.
"Nothing." Song Yan finally blinked and turned to look at Fu Yusheng with a calm expression. "I just wanted to see if my father had been hurt in any other way. Nothing else."
As she said that, she walked to Song's father and stared at his forehead. There was no black mist on Mr. Song's forehead, and there were no black strands on his wrists and legs. It seemed that Chu Lian did not borrow her father's luck.
But this didn't seem to bring her any comfort, and even made her more upset. How could that woman Chu Lian still have a conscience? She couldn't do anything to her father except physically hurt him, which made Song Yan very uncomfortable.
She glanced at Song's father, then carefully scanned his body. There must be something...something she hadn't noticed yet.
Song Yan frowned slightly. She thought of Fu Yusheng's experience. Although the latter seemed fine, he was affected by black magic. Of course, Chu Lian couldn't do something similar because the master beside her was not on the same level as that woman, but what if...
She raised her hand, put her thumb to her mouth, bit it hard, and then put the bleeding thumb on Song's father's forehead. She quickly drew an exquisite formation on his forehead, then retracted her thumb and placed her index finger in the center of the formation.
Song Yan injected Yin energy into the formation, and when the formation began to emit a dangerous red light, her eyes flashed coldly.
"What's going on?" Fu Yusheng asked, seeing the red array on Song's father's forehead glowing slightly. There was something strange about Song's father. He could see that his father-in-law was twisting, just like when Song Yan asked him to spit. The doll left his body.
However, this time, it was not a straw doll that was taken out, but a ring. The ring, which was stained with blood and scratched in many places, looked very old, but it must have something important, because Mr. Song coughed up the ring while unconscious, and Song Yan was completely stiff.
"Yanyan?" Fu Yusheng called Song Yan, who was holding the ring tightly in his hand.
"This is my mother's wedding ring." Song Yan clenched her fist and buried the ring in her hand. "Part of my mother's grudge is in this ring... That's why my father became so weak."
Chu Lian must have been afraid that her mother would come to seek revenge, so she split her mother's evil half soul into a small piece and hid it. Song Yan had no way of knowing whether the split soul part was intact or pierced. Perhaps Chu Lian hid more of her fighting spirit in an attempt to prevent her mother from catching up forever.
Song Yan used her Yin energy to add force to the ring, splitting the diamond in half. A scream came from the broken diamond fragments, and a black thread floated out from the diamond fragments and was sucked into her space ring.
"Chu Lian must be very angry with my father because he hasn't forgotten my mother." Song Yan said calmly, throwing the broken diamond fragments on the ground and wiping his hands.
Fu Yusheng didn't know what to say, he couldn't understand Chu Lian anymore. It was wrong to say that this woman hated Song's father, if she really did that, the harm to Song's father would be more serious than it was now, but it was not right to say that she loved him either, after all, she seemed to have hurt Song's father to the point where it would take him a long time to recover.
"Are you angry?" he asked. Seeing that Song Yan stopped talking, she didn't look angry, but at the same time, she didn't look calm either.
"Of course, I'm angry." She replied. Fu Yusheng moved slightly in front of the door. Song Yan saw his action and was amused. Her lips twitched, and then she raised her hands, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to them...if that's what you're worried about. I'm a heavenly master, I can't kill people for no reason, I have to leave it in God's hands."
Hearing her say this, Fu Yusheng was slightly relieved: "It's just that sending them to see God is my job."