Ah Zi carefully placed Feng Ming on the ground and started to meditate, focusing on dealing with his heart meridian.

I looked at him worriedly. Then, I thought of myself and asked fearfully, "Since Ah Zi has already said so, wouldn't it be easy for me to be bewitched as well?"

Luanyang looked at me strangely, then rubbed the top of my head and said helplessly, "You're someone close to me, do you think those things can get close to you?"

It was a perfectly normal tone, but to me it sounded like a kind of sweet love story. I couldn't help but lower my head, not daring to look at him.

However, the biggest problem they were facing now was how to get back.

At 3 in the morning, it was already the darkest time of the day. If it wasn't for the fire at the side, I would have been unable to clearly see the person before me.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew over, and a woman's and a child's crying could be vaguely heard. It sounded like they were slowly approaching from afar.

The fire swayed in the wind, causing the scene in front of him to become distorted.

No one knew who led the charge, but the villagers all started to scatter in all directions, no longer as united as they were in the past when they were trying to suppress us.

As for the oldest old man, he stood there motionlessly, as if he was looking down on life and death, allowing the screams to echo in his ears.

Luanyang also appeared to be very calm. He just stood there with his face held high, as if he was very interested in this locust tree.

He then stretched out his hand and placed it on the trunk. Instantly, the leaves of the locust tree started to turn yellow and fall off slowly. Within moments, not a single leaf was left of the originally lush and flourishing locust tree.

The branches started to dry up and crack gradually. This kind of situation was too fantasy, but it seemed so natural to Luoyang.

"So, are you borrowing my life? But the borrowed life must be returned to others! "

As the old man laughed, a teardrop fell to the ground.

"Even if we already know that we are going to return it, what can we do?" The hearts of people are greedy, there is no way to change it. We are the right ones, sooner or later, they will leave. "

Luanyang didn't seem to care at all. He only exerted some strength in his fingers and slowly broke the branch in front of him, which gave him a sense of satisfaction and satisfaction.

However, when he turned around, it had completely turned into a disgusting feeling.

"Come here."

He beckoned to me and I ran over without hesitation. I placed my finger in his hand and he took my hand and started to walk outside.

Startled, I hastily shouted, "Sir! Isn't it impossible to go out? "

Luanyang position intimate embrace me in the arms, as if did not hear, stepping forward.

Even though I was a little doubtful, I didn't try to stop him. Instead, I followed his strength and stepped on something hard.

After kicking it, one could still hear the sound of something shattering.

It was like an invisible glass, except it was a little hard.

When Luanyang saw that I had found the answer, she stopped and asked, "What do you think we're doing now?"

While he was speaking, I had already thrown myself onto the transparent hard board. After hearing the question, I turned my head doubtfully, but I still followed his thoughts and said, "Since I've found the way out, I'll just break it."

Hearing my words, the expression on Luanyang's face became even more obvious, as if she had tacitly agreed to my words.

But didn't we come here to get something? If he were to leave now, he would not have gotten anything.

"What about that thing?"

Luanyang didn't answer. She just reached out and bit her finger, then smeared it on my lips. The smell of blood actually made me feel excited, but then immediately became uncomfortable.

I wanted more blood, but Luoyang had already removed her fingers and was looking at me with a smile that was not a smile.

I don't know if he knows what I'm feeling now, I only know that I can't possibly do it!

As more and more flames gradually surrounded me, a weng's voice sounded in my ear.

Logic is a thing that seems to get further and further away from me. Seeing me like that, Ah Zi surprisingly covered his mouth in fright.

I looked at Luoyang with some fear, because I remembered that burning sensation from before. It felt like it was burning from the inside of my body, and it didn't show any mercy.

"Sir?" I looked deeply at Luoyang, but there was still a strong sense of trust in my eyes. He won't let me die just like this, he won't.

Luanyang grabbed my hot fingers, instantly bringing me a moment of clarity.

He didn't say anything and only held my finger and pressed it against the transparent glass. In an instant, it gradually revealed itself, revealing traces of red on it.

Those red threads were densely packed like the blood vessels on a human body, making them look extremely horrifying.

When the wall in front of me was completely revealed, Luoyang abruptly pulled me back. After that, she stuffed her wrist into my mouth, and the strong smell of blood immediately enveloped me.

It was like an addictive drug. As the fire in my body gradually became smaller, I finally let out a small breath of relief. When I pushed away the sunlight, I could already feel that his body was starting to become transparent.

I immediately supported Luanyang worriedly, "What are you doing!?" Why are you giving me so much? "

Although they have been protecting me all this time, I know that a ghost doesn't have blood, so this thing looks like blood.

Luanyang waved her hand nonchalantly, put her head on my shoulder and coldly said to the wall, "If you don't come out, I'll break this wall. I want to see what you have to do to stop these people!"

However, the wall did not show any changes. The only difference was that the surrounding wind sound seemed to have become louder.

Luanyang waited for a while and then, as if he had lost all patience, took out a piece of talisman and placed it on top of the wall.

The densely packed red lines seemed to have met their natural enemy, unexpectedly taking the initiative to quickly leave. Moreover, they even let out a young, miserable cry.

Although it was small, it could not hold back a certain amount of ants. Although it was small and inconspicuous, it was still a huge amount.

A drop of sweat fell from my forehead. I felt so uncomfortable that I wanted to curl myself up. Suddenly, I felt a weight under my feet.