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After turning Yang Chan's body over, Wang Xiaofan used the ancient massage method to give her some massage to invigorate blood and pulse.

Yang Chan looked comfortable at this time, and she was smiling even when she was dreaming.

Because of his own natural human air conditioner next to him, Wang Xiaofan did not turn on the air conditioner.

Of course, I know what temperature is the most comfortable temperature, and if I turn on the air conditioner, with Yang Chan's weak body now, it is easy to get sick.

Looking at the beauty in his arms who was only wearing underwear, Wang Xiaofan also sighed.

When I was in high school, it was very difficult to chase a school flower or even a class flower-level beauty by myself, and I was even beaten many times.

Now holding a "national flower" level beauty in his arms, Wang Xiaofan only felt a feeling of fullness in his heart.

After walking such a long way with Yang Chan on her back, she didn't even eat a bite of food at noon, and she lost so much yang energy, Wang Xiaofan's eyelids gradually became heavy.

took out his mobile phone and set the time at 11 o'clock in the evening, Wang Xiaofan just hugged Yang Chan and fell asleep deeply.

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When Du Ze learned that Yang Chan was bitten by a little ghost and was almost dying, he felt a sense of revenge in his heart.

"Very good, Yang Chan, when you die, then it's your boyfriend's turn!

got such a method that could kill people without paying for his life, Du Ze, who was already immature in mind, was now completely distorted in his heart.

He even seems to have seen his future in the entertainment industry.

The boss of the economic company hides me?

Let the imps harass you!

The director doesn't give the actor the lead?

Let the little ghost go over and suck your yang energy for three days, and see if you still have the spirit?

A beauty like Yang Chan doesn't obey me?

Let the little ghost suck out all your souls, and when the time comes, you won't be able to let me fiddle with it!

Du Ze had a crazy smile on his face, and before he knew it, a big lump of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth. And he, as if he didn't notice it, was still laughing there.

The little white child who surrounded him also showed a mysterious smile on his face when he saw this scene.

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At 11 o'clock at night, Wang Xiaofan got up from the bed, turned on the light in the room, lay quietly on the bed, and gently stroked the lovely child in his arms.

Yang Chan is still sleeping very dead, and it is estimated that this state will continue until tomorrow. Now she is probably fighting outside, and she will not be woken up.

Wang Xiaofan turned on the TV without scruples and found an entertainment program to watch.

From 3 o'clock in the afternoon to 11 o'clock in the evening, Wang Xiaofan is very energetic now.

After watching one show after another, nothing has happened.

At three o'clock in the morning, when the ghosts were frightened, Zhi Brain fed back some abnormal signals to Wang Xiaofan.

Before Wang Xiaofan could analyze what these signals were, the lights in the room began to flicker, and the people who were shaking were a little flustered.

"It's here!" Wang Xiaofan said secretly in his heart.

Finally, after a dozen flashes, the lights went out.

And the TV picture has also changed from the original entertainment program to a snowflake.

Suddenly, on the TV where the snowflakes were flickering, a picture of a pale child smiling would flash from time to time. This picture jumps very fast, if it weren't for Wang Xiaofan's eyesight, he would definitely not have found this picture.

After turning on the soul scanning mode and scanning every corner of the room, the brain finally came to a conclusion.

"Thai Imp: A low-level demon who attacks mainly by intimidation, soul biting and sucking yang energy. ”

"Dare to touch my daughter-in-law, I don't care if you are a ghost or a god, you all have to die!" Wang Xiaofan frowned and whispered to himself.

After the strange phenomenon in the room continued for a while, all the appliances went silent.

At this time, he felt that someone was scratching him behind him, accompanied by a burst of childlike laughter.

Wang Xiaofan had a drop of sweat on his forehead, after all, he was a ghost, and he had never dealt with ghosts since he was a child, so he was still a little afraid.

Courage and turning back, Wang Xiaofan suddenly went dark in front of him after seeing the white shadow flash.

Ordinary people know that even if there is no light, people have a certain eyesight in the dark. And Wang Xiaofan's current state is completely without any eyesight.

The pain in his heart came from Wang Xiaofan's eyes to his brain, and Wang Xiaofan felt as if there was a pair of hands covering his eyes in front of him.

In fact, he guessed correctly.

There were indeed hands in front of his eyes that covered his eyes, but they were buried under his skin, like tumors growing out of his skin.

Blood began to seep out of Wang Xiaofan's eyes, and his whole face was filled with his own blood.

This phenomenon is called "ghost blinding" in folklore.

If he goes on like this, his eyes will be blind!

"Devil covers your eyes, don't you, think this will stump me?"

Wang Xiaofan clenched his fists, muttered a spell in his mouth, and then the golden light flourished, and his soul and body were separated.

Wang Xiaofan, who is in a state of soul, can clearly see that on his body, a little white child is spitting out a tongue like a snake, covering his eyes deadly.

"Beasts are looking for death!"

The angry Wang Xiaofan used the Demon Breaking Mark in "The Secret Art of Resisting Ghosts" and struck the little white boy with a palm.

The little white child seemed to be burned by something, and a puff of white smoke came out of his body, and the screaming sound was like a mixture of neither men nor women.

The angry little ghost looked at Wang Xiaofan in the soul state fiercely, opened his bloody mouth, and tore at him.

If the imp meets an ordinary person, even if it is a boxing champion, there is no reason to fail. It's a pity that he met a nemesis with a magical function system that even Wang Xiaofan himself didn't know how many magical function systems there were, and today was destined to be the day he died.

The speed of the little ghost's actions was very fast, and Wang Xiaofan's frequent use of the Demon Breaking Mark failed to hit him.

The little ghost kept scurrying around the wall of the room, and when he reached the position he thought was good, he suddenly pounced on Wang Xiaofan, opened his mouth, and bit Wang Xiaofan's shoulder fiercely.

Wang Xiaofan, who was bitten, only felt that he was about to faint in pain.

This kind of pain from the soul is more cruel than the ten tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

But the more this happened, the more angry he grew in his heart.

Yang Chan was not very healthy in the first place, and it took her more than half a year to raise this sick seedling to be similar to a normal person. Well, now, I was bitten by this ghost and looked half-dead!

I don't know how much Yang Chan, who didn't have any means of defense, suffered last night!

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

The Demon Breaker in the palm of his hand emitted a dazzling golden light, and Wang Xiaofan slapped the head of the imp who was desperately biting him.

With this palm, the little ghost was beaten and screamed again and again. Half of his face was melted by golden light like a candle, and his entire soul body disappeared from time to time, and he was about to die.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the little ghost immediately turned his head and ran, without the slightest hint of nostalgia.

"Want to run?"

Wang Xiaofan drove his soul and chased in the direction of the little ghost's escape.

When he left the five meters in the center of his body, the surrounding landscape began to blur.

Everything was gone, and only endless darkness remained in front of Wang Xiaofan's eyes.

According to the record of "The Secret Art of Resisting Ghosts", he is now in a place that does not belong to the living. There is no light, no sound and no shadow here, there is only nothingness.

And his current out-of-body state is called "fugue" in China and "far away" in the West. Some people with weak bodies will occasionally appear in a state of fugue, and sometimes, if the soul cannot return to the body in time, they will appear in a state of "dementia" and "vegetative state".

Knowing that the little ghost definitely did not run away, Wang Xiaofan muttered a spell in his mouth, and the index finger and ring finger of his right hand wiped a fine light in front of his eyes.

Wang Xiaofan's eyes in the soul state were like searchlights, shooting out two blood-red rays like lasers.

Under careful searching, Wang Xiaofan found the silk-like substance left by the little ghost who attacked him.

"You almost killed my daughter-in-law, and you bite me like this, and you still have the illusion of being able to escape! Even if you escape to the area of the dead, I will not spare you!"

Wang Xiaofan did not pursue the traces left by the little ghost, but stood in place, his hands drawing in the void, and his mouth was babbling incantations that humans could not understand.

This state lasted for about five minutes, and in the silent darkness, a scream could be heard.

The little ghost, whose head had already melted half, was tightly held by a big golden hand and flew towards Wang Xiaofan.

When the big golden hand flew to Wang Xiaofan's side, he slapped the little ghost's head with one hand and began to draw soul essence from the little ghost's body.

The little ghost struggled desperately, but it was useless, and the big golden hand clamped him tightly like iron tongs. The more he struggled, the tighter his big hand gripped it.

Knowing that he would definitely not be able to live today, the little ghost muttered some Thai words in his mouth, Wang Xiaofan translated it with his brain, knowing that he was probably cursing himself, and he didn't pay much attention to him.

It's all dying, what's the use of playing with mouth guns?

"My true master will avenge me!"

After saying the last sentence, the soul essence in the entire soul body of the little ghost was forcibly pulled out by Wang Xiaofan and held it tightly in his hand.

After the imp died, a white light burst out from his spirit body and fled into the distance.

Wang Xiaofan knew that this white mang might be conveying the message that he was dead to his master.

Holding the soul essence extracted from the little ghost spirit's body, Wang Xiaofan looked into the distance and said viciously: "If you are smart, don't provoke me again, otherwise, I don't mind extracting your soul and raising it like a breeding pig extracted from the soul essence." ”

The soul returned to the hotel, and Wang Xiaofan instilled the soul essence he extracted from the little ghost into Yang Chan's soul.

With the warmth of the soul essence, Yang Chan's soul finally returned to its normal state.