The busy young nurse stopped, looked up at the overhead lamp, and wondered, "Is the voltage unstable?"

As soon as the words fell, I heard a "pop", and the light tube directly above the nurse's head suddenly exploded. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Be careful!" Ming Chuan reacted quickly, pulling the nurse to the wall, Rao was like this, and the splash of fine glass still cut a thin wound on the back of her hand.

The nurse was frightened, hiding in Mingchuan's arms a little stunned.

Ming Chuan pushed her against the wall and said to her, "Squat." After saying that, regardless of what happened to the nurse, she ran out of the clinic with her legs.

Damn, that thing really came after you!

Ming Chuan scolded secretly in his heart while running, feeling a little annoyed in his heart, after listening to Gao Shanjing's words just now, he didn't take precautions in time, but was in a daze there.

In fact, I don't blame Mingchuan, Gao Shanjing's words are always half serious and half joking, making it difficult to distinguish the truth from the false, so Mingchuan didn't pay attention immediately when he heard it.

It wasn't until just now that he clearly felt the energy fluctuations that were different from the ghost qi, and he realized that the enemy was really chasing after him.

It seems that he was right, that little ghost is not the initiator at all, and there is someone else behind the scenes.

In addition to the doctors and nurses, there were many patients in the clinic, and he could not compete with the enemy there.

Now, he has no equipment on his body, all the big flower version of the defense talisman he brought is used up, there are not many enchantment talismans and purification talismans left, there is only the last one left in the original defensive talisman of the Gao Shan family, the ghost sword can't be used, Gao Shan Jing and Jing Hong can't count on it, so they can only run first.

Mingchuan's speed was very fast, not at all like the fierce battle he had just experienced, and in a short time he had already rushed out of the clinic and onto the street.

The street is also relatively secluded in the old town, with no noisy night markets or any evening entertainment. On both sides of the narrow street, the shops along the street were closed, the street lights were dim, and although it was only past eight o'clock, the street looked a little depressed.

Mingchuan ran all the way, and the other party was in hot pursuit.

He couldn't see the other party's figure, but he could feel the fluctuation of that energy, and as that energy pursued, the street lights on the side of the road went out behind him. The sound of squeaking electricity followed him all the time, and the occasional light bulb could be heard exploding.

Ming Chuan didn't have time to look back, he was thinking about how to deal with it as he ran.

He was a little strange why the other party didn't immediately send such a helper when he was at Old Man Zhang's house just now. If this energy appeared at that time, maybe even that little imp would be able to save it as well.

Is it because the imp doesn't matter, or is it because the other party can't send a rescue at that time, even if they want to?

If that imp and the "thing" that is chasing him now are the subordinates of the man behind the scenes, does it mean that the other party can only send one person at a time to hunt him down?

This time the pursuers looked slightly different from the previous imps, unable to condense entities, but only maintained a stream of energy, flowing along the ground towards themselves.

The other party's speed was very fast, and the flow of this pure energy was much faster than his legs and feet, and it didn't take long for him to come behind him.

Ming Chuan could sense the other party's approach, and quickly turned around and threw out the rune paper, while shaking the net bell.

In the case of no formation, the rune paper exploded directly, and although the energy generated was not as good as the rune array, it also successfully made the opponent stop for a moment.

Seeing this, Ming Chuan knew that it was effective, and estimated the remaining rune paper on his body, and while running, he calculated the distance and threw the rune paper on the ground as a trap to make the most effective block.

He doesn't have any good plans now, so he can only find a way to distance himself from the other party first.

After running for a while, estimating that he had pulled a distance of about a dozen steps from the other party, Ming Chuan stopped, turned around, and faced behind him.

The street behind him was already pitch black, the street lights were completely extinguished, the sky was thick with clouds that obscured the light of the night, and the branches and leaves of the dense plane trees on both sides of the narrow street rustled in the night wind.

Ming Chuan set up the Spirit Gathering Array at his feet, holding the net bell in his hand, and staring ahead with half-squinted eyes.

The talisman paper on his body now is only enough to cloth this simple spirit gathering array, but this can only play a temporary defensive role, and if he wants to completely contain the other party, he needs other means.

He kept thinking about how to deal with it.

Of the remaining methods on his body now, the most effective one was the ghost sword.

But the activation of the ghost sword requires conditions. You must know the true face of the other party and know the truth of all this, otherwise you will not be able to summon the ghost sword.

What exactly is the other party?

It's not a ghost, it doesn't have a ghost, but it has energy fluctuations similar to that of a ghost. Killed the old man Zhang and the woman in the archives, and set the target on himself again. Only the faint energy of the ghost is absorbed and consumed. A tragedy that took place underground more than a decade ago. Old. Underground river ......

Underground River!

Ming Chuan's eyes widened sharply and he looked at the street in front of him.

In his hand, a soft white shadow faintly appeared, and the shadow formed the shape of a short sword. But there is no condensation of entities.

It looked as if he was holding a soft light in the shape of a short sword in his hand.

Dark energy ripples struck him down the ground like a swift serpent. As it staggered, the ground crackled, and it sounded as if the soil beneath the surface had cracked.

When the voice came to his feet, Mingchuan's eyes narrowed slightly, raised the soft light in his hand, and stabbed it hard.

The soft light is like a sharp blade, piercing directly through the surface.

The crackling popping sound came to an abrupt end.

The corners of Ming Chuan's mouth hooked up with a sneer, raised the other hand holding Jingling, and shook it gently.

The bell did not come as expected, and the net bell did not make any sound as if it was dumb.

The bell didn't ring, but there was a ripple in the air around it.

A burst of white light rose from the Spirit Gathering Array at Ming Chuan's feet, forming a barrier around him.

And the ground that he had pierced before also emitted a blinding white light at the same time.

There was a terrible chirp from under the ground, and Ming Chuan only felt a tingling pain in his head. He gritted his teeth and didn't move, and shook the net bell again.

This time, the bell rang as usual.

The crisp ringtone seems to purify everything around you, making the air clear and clear.

The surging energy under the ground quickly weakened under the purification of the bell, and after a while, it completely dissipated and disappeared without a trace.

Straightened up, Ming Chuan's hand no longer had the soft light like a short sword, and Jingling was also put away by him. (To be continued.) )