"Tong Hao, leave quickly, you're not holding Wang Yue, she.... It's not a person!" Tong Hao suddenly heard Lu Ming's roar behind him.

But Tong Hao didn't hear it,

still kept stroking Wang Yue's slender hair.

In the shocked and frightened gazes of Lu Ming and Zhao Xiaohui, Wang Yue stroked Tong Hao's cheeks with his slender fingers as delicate as white jade,

Fingernails slashed across Tong Hao's face, creating a complete arc.

A perfect human skin face was taken down by Wang Yue and held in front of him, like a delicate toy.

Tong Hao saw the familiar face in Wang Yue's hand, his eyes widened, and a pair of eyes widened to look at the face that was already bone, countless maggots were wriggling, and the disgusting smell of corpses was permeating.

He was about to exclaim,

But Wang Yue gently covered his mouth,

Immediately, the whole body began to wither, and before the mouth of surprise and fear could be closed, the body had been pumped alive into a dry corpse, as if it had been sucked dry of yang energy.

Lu Ming and Zhao Xiaohui witnessed all this happening,

They could no longer make any sound, there was only fear in their eyes, and an invisible oppressive force suppressed them so that they could not move, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered on a board.

Yuan Hua could naturally see the situation of Lu Ming and the three of them at a glance, they had fallen into the illusion of the old woman again, and the Yang Spirit Fire that had been attached to their bodies before had been suppressed and extinguished.

This could not protect them from the invasion of the illusion, so at first they thought they were out of the wasteland,

But in reality, it's just that the scene in front of their eyes has changed.

Yuan Hua was already unable to protect himself at this time, and he could no longer allocate his strength to protect Lu Ming and the others, and even the Yang Spirit Fire attached to Fang Han's eyes had already dissipated.

Fang Han had also fallen into an illusion here, the spiritual power in his body was constantly being released, and if it continued like this, then recovery would not be far away.

When the time comes,

Yuan Hua still had to face the revived spirit in Fang Han's body.

"it!"

Yuan Hua couldn't help but complain, even though there were thousands of words, they were still converging into one sentence.

"If you go on like this, you have to die here!" Yuan Hua decided to ask for some information about the pen, although that thing was extremely weird, but now it can only be used to get some ways to save it.

But this does not rule out that it induced itself to come to Longquan Town at the beginning, thus falling into a crisis,

When I think of this possibility,

Yuan Hua felt more and more that this thing was actually carrying the curse of death, after all, if this thing could really get some information in the future, then the previous Wang Ye would not have died in his hands.

Will he become the next Wang Ye?

Just when Yuan Hua's mind was churning,

There was even greater movement on Fang Han's side,

The majestic smell of blood began to come from him, as if he was in a sea of corpses and blood.

"This is?" Yuan Hua looked at Fang Han in surprise,

I saw that Fang Han's whole person began to spill blood continuously at this time, it was not a normal person's red, but a dark red, with a strange bloody and sticky color.

It began to gush out of Fang Han's body like a glutinous ball, and it continued to fall, covering his entire person.

"Is this another spirit body he controls?" Yuan Hua somewhat understood, this symptom was definitely not Fang Han's own bleeding.

But in just ten seconds,

Fang Han's whole body had turned into a pool of viscous blood, and Zhang Han's endless tide of lifeless air immediately submerged it, and the dark palm ripped the blood down and disappeared.

"Fang Han is dead?" Yuan Hua was stunned,

He didn't know whether this Fang Han was hanging or not, but he was the most anxious at the moment.

I thought that Fang Han would be able to carry it for a while, but who would have expected it.....

Yuan Hua's heartbeat at this time had reached a frequency of five or six beats per second, under normal circumstances, a person would have died, but he was no longer a normal human being.

He no longer has time to take care of these details,

"I can only use that thing!" Yuan Hua was not forced to use that brush, but the current situation could only pin his hopes on the body of the half of the brush.

Just when Yuan Hua was about to take out the brush wrapped in gold leaf in his arms,

But the tide under his feet suddenly surged,

The stench of the corpse with the mud was turned out of the water, as if it was turning over a stinking ditch for decades, and the disgusting smell came to the face.

"Is this going to be a big guy?" Yuan Hua's expression was grim, the pitch-black palm just now was still fresh in his memory, and he still didn't know what the other spirit body that Zhang Han was controlling was.

But even so,

A water spirit controlled by Zhang Han had already forced Yuan Hua into a desperate situation, and Fang Han had used the power of the two spirits, and his life and death were still uncertain.

If there is another one,

I'm afraid he will be able to die immediately to show the other party.

Yuan Hua's palm was already burning with scorching flames, and the air around him was a little distorted, just waiting for that thing to come out, he was ready to hit it immediately, and he definitely couldn't attack that thing.

But just when the thing was about to emerge from the water, and Yuan Hua's palm was about to stretch out,

A voice came that brought his attack to an abrupt halt.

"Yuan Hua!"

The voice was faintly weak, and it was like the dull creaking sound of old tree bark rubbing, like a ghost, like a zombie crawling out of a grave.

At this point,

A figure also emerged from the water,

"Chapter... Teacher Zhang?" Yuan Hua was shocked.

This man had only one arm, his whole face was described as withered, and his body seemed to have been soaked in water for a long time, and his body was already foaming and swollen, and there was an endless breath of death, which was like a dead man who had been buried for decades.

Although his face was no longer clear, Yuan Hua could vaguely distinguish that the other party seemed to be the Zhang Han they were trying to rescue.

And Zhang Han was holding a dark and tattered mossy shovel in his hand at this time, and only half of the shovel handle was left, no, it couldn't be regarded as holding it anymore.

Even his arm seemed to have been eroded by the shovel, and it had been glued to the shovel, as if it was going to melt Zhang Han's arm and even his entire body into his own shovel handle.

Yuan Hua concluded at a glance that this thing was the second spirit controlled by Zhang Han,

This thing exudes a strange aura, which is obviously not a normal thing, and only a spirit can explain it.

He had no doubt that anything could be a spirit, because he had already seen Wang Ye, the frozen dog, the half-cut brush, and the old man knocking on the door.

Inside,

Animals, utensils, and people can all become spirits, and Zhang Han's water spirit, coupled with his own yang spirit, it seems that there is nothing in this world that cannot become a spirit.

Why do these things exist, are they invasive species, or are they already there, and why are they manifesting now?

This huge mystery haunted Yuan Hua's heart, but at this moment, he had no time to think about these things.

Now Zhang Han is still alive.....