At this time, in an unknown cemetery, the man in blue was standing in front of a cemetery, and the huge black stone tablet was engraved with strange words that no one knew, as if it had been distorted to ancient words.

"Wake up, warriors under my command, and become my strength. At the call of the man in blue, the tombstone seemed to shake, and something was about to come out of the ground.

Gradually, a stream of black liquid gushed out from below, more and more, and the unpleasant smell enveloped the entire cemetery, and gradually, the black liquid slowly converged into a human figure, which showed that this was actually a 'ghost'.

The black stele slowly shrunk and merged into the body of the 'Yin Spirit', making the lines on his body slowly clear, and its body surface did not have such things as so-called heavy armor, but rather looked like a light shirt with strange patterns.

"It's my work, it's completely different from theirs. The man in blue looked at the 'Yin Spirit' in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face.

The face of the 'Yin Spirit' showed a wooden expression, and the man in blue inserted his hand directly into the body of the 'Yin Spirit', its face became painful at first, but as the black qi on the man's hand flowed, there was a god in his eyes.

"Go ahead, let me see where the limit of that degreer is. After the man in blue finished speaking, he turned into a puddle of water and disappeared, and after the man in blue disappeared, the 'Yin Spirit' was stunned in place for a while, the light in his eyes slowly converged, and he raised his head suddenly, muttering the name 'Mu Jingfan' in his mouth.

At this time, Mu Jingfan didn't know that he had been targeted by the 'Yin Spirit', he woke up from his deep sleep, the time had reached 9 o'clock, and it had been nearly 12 hours since he came back last night.

He didn't expect that he had accumulated so much fatigue recently, but fortunately, the two days of rest allowed him to take a good break.

Turning over, Mu Jingfan got up from the bed and rubbed his scattered hair.

He may have been a master in the battle against the Shadows, but in essence, no matter how many battles he went through, he was still a boy who had just turned 18.

The unconscious father, the innocent civilians killed by the 'ghosts'. So many things pressed on his body in one go, and he couldn't breathe for a while.

He didn't like to fight, and he didn't like to see people die before his eyes. However, facing death is the basis of being a degreer.

He has been subconsciously restraining himself with responsibility and hatred, thinking that he still has one day to go back. But, after last night's party, he understood.

He can't go back.

However, Teacher Zhang's words seemed to give him hope again, becoming a degree master had never been his wish, and before this, he never thought that there would be a day when he would become a degree master and fight.

He also understood that his father would not blame him if he chose to end it. No, it should be said, no one will blame him anymore.

He stared at the phone number that Mr. Zhang had left for him before in his hand, and clenched it hard, as if it would disappear with the wind as soon as he let go.

Finally, he made up his mind, put the note in his jacket pocket, tidied up, and walked out the door.

The streets along the way were quiet, and Mu Jingfan even heard his own heartbeat.

Everything in this world is not as simple as we think.

A shadow gradually approached under the illumination of the street lamp, appeared in front of his eyes, and he felt the resentment from the 'Yin Spirit', thick and disgusting.

"The goal, found. "The voice of the 'Shadow' sounded as harsh as a tightrope through glass.

"The action begins. "The body of the 'Yin Spirit' rushed towards Mu Jingfan, a thick black qi wrapped around its hands, and its bony hands took on the form of hooked claws, slashing across his body.

The body surface aura that Mu Jingfan had been relying on was useless under the attack of the 'Yin Spirit', and the 'Yin Spirit' easily broke through his defenses, leaving two wounds on his chest, black light flowing, and the wounds were bleeding non-stop.

Mu Jingfan's eyes were fixed, and his hands struck like lightning, grabbing the hands of the 'Yin Soul', and did not let the 'Yin Spirit''s claws penetrate his chest.

But immediately after, Mu Jingfan felt a wave of dizziness and weakness, and the hands of the 'Yin Spirit' seemed to have some kind of toxin, and this toxin had entered his body through the wound on his chest.

"Damn. He shook off the fatigue in his mind, and the fiery aura rose again on his body, wrapping around his fists.

The figure of the 'Yin Spirit' became erratic, and sudden attacks struck from all directions of Mu Jingfan. Mu Jingfan could see the black mist wrapped around the 'Yin Soul''s hand, presumably, this was that kind of toxin.

Under such a high-frequency attack, Mu Jingfan could only defend it, but this kind of extreme concentration was difficult to last. Not to mention, the constant feeling of sleepiness was eating away at his will.

Finally, there was a flaw in Mu Jingfan's defense. Somehow, his hand to his shoulder paused for a moment, causing it to slow down, and the moment was immediately grabbed by the 'Shadow', leaving him with another black wound on his shoulder.

The black mist poured into his wound like a worm and snake, and the intense pain caused by it suddenly made his consciousness that was about to fall asleep suddenly become extremely sensitive.

But under the effect of the toxin, he felt that his body was heavier, and every time he parried, he needed to use great strength, and even had to use aura to urge his body, and if this continued, he would lose.

And in the battle with the 'Yin Spirit', losing means death.

Faced with such a desperate situation, Mu Jingfan's brain kept spinning.

"We have to fight back. Mu Jingfan thought to himself, if he drags on, he will definitely lose, and he must fight.

'Yin' couldn't see through Mu Jingfan's thoughts, and the attack pattern hadn't changed, and it had completely gained the upper hand in the battle between the two. In its opinion, Mu Jingfan was already certain to die.

In this way, it stabbed out its hand again, and the black mist swirled and flowed on its hand, and the fusiform black qi suddenly broke through Mu Jingfan's body surface aura.

No, it should be said that Mu Jingfan took the initiative to give up his defense.

The aura of his whole body was absorbed into his body in just a few breaths, and his fiery fist turned red.

The 'Yin Spirit' saw what had happened to Mu Jingfan, but the attack did not stop. The right hand claw snaps down diagonally from above. buckled into the chest position that Mu Jingfan deliberately let out, and the empty door was wide open.

Mu Jingfan took this blow hard, and the attack of the 'Yin Spirit' hit as he wished.

'Molten Heart Cannon', Mu Jingfan naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity, and punched out, and the fist touched the body of the 'Yin Soul' for the first time. All the heat was transmitted from his fist into the body of the 'Yin Soul', and the 'Yin Soul' finally sensed that something was wrong.

But it was too late, the screams before dying only made its voice exist in this world for one more second, and after a second, its body exploded violently, and black resentment escaped in the air.

Mu Jingfan half-squatted on the ground, gasping for breath, the wound on his chest was so deep that it hurt his ribs. Severely injured and corroded by the black qi, his condition was already precarious.

"No, you have to, you have to go back. Mu Jingfan wanted to get up, but he had completely lost his strength.

"Frightened sails, frightened sails. In a trance, Mu Jingfan heard someone shouting his name.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a face he was quite familiar with, it was Zhao Yunfei. Zhao Yunfei was finally relieved when he saw Mu Jingfan wake up, he stood up and pulled Mu Jingfan up from the ground.

"Ah, Zhao Yunfei, why are you here. Mu Jingfan suddenly realized something, he looked towards his chest, the wound on his chest looked extremely terrifying.

"You forgot your, your phone, I saw it, and I wanted to come and give it back to you. ”

"That, could it be that you were there just now?" Mu Jingfan asked this sentence, and Zhao Yunfei nodded lightly after hearing it.

"It's been there since the beginning?" Zhao Yunfei nodded again.

When Mu Jingfan finished saying this, the two fell into silence at the same time.

“...... Jingfan, I have been, I have never known that you are doing such a dangerous thing, who forced you?" After a long silence, Zhao Yunfei finally spoke.

"No, no, no, it has nothing to do with you. Mu Jingfan tried hard to come from the battle flag on the ground, and the eyes of the two looked at each other.

"You probably wouldn't get involved in any of these things, but rather you hate them the most. I don't know what you were like when you were in junior high school, but after all, you've been a good friend for two years in high school, and I know you. ”

"Whatever you want, it's my own decision. After Mu Jingfan finished speaking, he no longer looked at Zhao Yunfei's eyes, he wanted to avoid Zhao Yunfei, and then hurry back to his home.

Zhao Yunfei watched Mu Jingfan's back getting farther and farther away, and suddenly asked, "Is this the reason why you gave up your dream? Do you also plan to give up the opportunity that Teacher Zhang provided you this time? Do you plan to let us down again?"

His voice became stronger and stronger, and Mu Jingfan was obviously a little touched after hearing these words, but then, he continued to walk forward without looking back at Zhao Yunfei.

Seeing Mu Jingfan's reaction, Zhao Yunfei's eyes were tightly closed, he tried to calm his anger, but after all, he couldn't stop it, Zhao Yunfei's right fist clenched violently, and hit the lamppost next to him.

Back at home, Mu Jingfan felt a burst of dizziness before he closed the door, his body became weak, and the toxin had been raging in his body, until just now, he couldn't suppress it anymore.

The aura in his body lost contact with him, and he was silent in his body.

His consciousness became blurred, as if his entire body no longer belonged to him, and he could feel that he was losing control of his entire body.

In a trance, he suddenly remembered what the doctor had said to him before, 'Your father is out of danger, but there is a toxin in his body that cuts off the instructions that his brain gives to his whole body'.

He used all his strength to urge the aura in his body, releasing it into the air to form a huge red mark, which was all he could do in the last moment, releasing the mark of calling for help among the masters.

The last action exhausted all his strength, and the mark only existed in the air for less than 3 breaths before disappearing, and Mu Jingfan had already fainted on the floor in the room at this time.