Because the photo he saw was actually the one that temple!

"How could you take this temple? It's impossible! You didn't have the chance to see the temple!"

The importance of this object to Yang Tianhuang is self-evident. No matter how you destroy the Yang family’s ancestral tomb now or how you fight with Qin Haixia, as long as the object is there, Yang Tianhuang’s fortune will not decline, and he will continue to prosper and never decline.

Chen Xingran smiled and said, "Mr. Yang, I not only took pictures of the siege, but I can also burn it."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"If you don't believe it, you can make up your mind to ask Qianji."

Chen Xingran mentioned Qian Ji, and Yang Tianhuang's face became even more ugly.

He immediately called Qianji, who would be hung in the bathroom and he could not answer the phone at all.

Chen Xingran said again: "It seems that the Black Wolf is too ruthless to call Qianji. He can't even answer the phone."

Yang Tianhuang was so angry that he pointed at Chen Xingran and shouted: "I warn you, let the black wolf return my treasures! Otherwise, even if I fought for this life, I would not let you go!"

"You still want to threaten me, Yang Tianhuang, you are no longer qualified!"

After Chen Xingran finished speaking, he took out his cell phone and called Heilang.

"Black Wolf, burn the shrine."

As soon as Chen Xingran said this, Yang Tianhuang rushed to Chen Xingran's face. He grabbed Chen Xingran's clothes and shouted excitedly: "Chen Xingran, don't burn it. If you have any requirements, just ask, I will definitely do what I can!"

The black wolf was very decisive in doing things, without any hesitation at all, and the sound of sizzling flames was already heard from the phone.

Just as the matter was burning, Yang Tianhuang's pupils seemed to have expanded in an instant, but soon returned to normal.

At this time, Chen Xingran's heavenly eyes looked at Yang Tianhuang. Yang Tianhuang's luck was dissipating at an extremely fast speed, and he was replaced by a dead aura.

Qin Haixia, who was sitting in the car at this moment, suddenly opened his eyes suddenly.

"No, no, how could I feel like this!"

Qin Haixia calculated with his fingers, and the next moment, his face became very ugly.

"Nine Qu Tongyou was broken!"

Qin Haixia immediately took out the phone and called Yang Tianhuang.

Yang Tianhuang answered the phone call almost instantly, and Qin Haixia asked first: "Is there something wrong with the matter?"

Yang Tianhuang said with a lip lip: "The things were burned by Chen Xingran's people! Master Qin, what should I do now? Will I die? You can't ignore me!"

Qin Haixia's face was ashes. After a long time, he said, "I can't save you! Do you have any last words? Make arrangements early."

"No, Master Qin, it's just that the matter was burned. I won't have to die yet. You can't ignore me!"

Qin Haixia suddenly became very excited, and he shouted: "What else can I do? I arranged Jiuqu Tongyou for you. This Feng Shui pattern was originally going against the will of heaven. Now the pattern has been broken, and I, the layouter, will also be in trouble with you!"

Just as Qin Haixia finished speaking, his car suddenly turned over, and Qin Haixia rolled in the car. When someone pulled Qin Haixia out of the car, Qin Haixia had already broken one of his legs. He was destined to walk with crutches for the rest of his life.

At this moment, Yang Tianhuang was shouting at the phone, but Qin Haixia on the other end of the phone had already had a serious car accident.

Chen Xingran said lightly to Yang Tianhuang: "Stop calling, the Feng Shui master you hired was implicated by you. He helped you arrange a Feng Shui pattern against the sky, but he couldn't escape the cause and effect. I think you should be one step ahead of you now and have suffered bad consequences."
Chapter completed!