In the residential building opposite the hospital, as the red mist was swallowed up by resentment, the locust wood statue that he was holding in his hand that was spewing out the red mist burst open, and the fine sawdust splashed in all directions, shooting on the reinforced concrete wall, making a crisp bang, and even some of it penetrated directly into Nangong's body!

There was a roar in his head, and the roar and countless chaotic thoughts quickly filled Nangong Zheng's mind at this moment. Those swollen divine thoughts almost burst his head. At the same time, under the huge impact of being eaten by resentment, with the scar on his chest as the origin, the muscles in his chest cavity dried up rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a piece of dead wood.

"How is that possible...... How could this be......" Nangong Zheng opened his mouth wide, desperately trying to let his chest breathe fresh air, but under this huge impact, his chest and abdomen were suffocated, and only a strong smell of blood lingered in his throat.

He was completely dumbfounded at this time, he never thought that the resentment that poured out of the locust wood statue would be used by Lin Bai in such a period of time, and even had a backlash against himself! For this fast wood carving, it took a lot of effort for me to make up enough pure blood of eighteen unformed babies and children, and to carve this puppet after so many years.

Moreover, after the puppet statue is completed, it is nourished and fed with blood every day, so that it can be regarded as establishing a connection with the resentment in the locust wood core, and can manipulate these things for their own use! This method has been used well in the past, why is it suddenly useless now, and those resentments that are usually fed with their own blood have become white-eyed wolves, swallowing not to mention, but also devouring themselves!

How is this possible? What kind of means did this kid use to control these grievances in such a short period of time? This is simply unbelievable, could he really have some evil magic that can turn resentment into his own use? But if there really is such a technique, how can the old thing not tell himself before he comes?

Or is it that the old bastard and the little bastard were originally in the same group, deliberately working together behind closed doors to pit themselves?

But no matter what, the wood carving that has exploded into pieces in his hand speaks for itself. In this battle, he was defeated, and after losing the wood carving, he completely lost the means to save his life. That kid's attack just now was so terrifying, if he gave himself another blow, I'm afraid that with just one move, he would be able to take his own life!

Don't worry about anything, run for your life! This was the only thought in Nangong Zheng's heart, and after struggling to support his body, after getting up from the ground, Nangong Zheng stumbled towards the outside of the residential building, wanting to do his best to leave this place as quickly as possible.

After the resentment devoured that red mist, Lin Bai had already locked on to the location where Nangong was located with his divine thoughts. How could he escape Lin Bai's divine thoughts. Seeing that this old thing was about to run, Lin Bai frowned, raised his feet and rushed towards the outside of the ward.

The witchcraft of this bastard is really strange, and the inheritance of the ancient ancestors has long been cut off today, how can it reappear in the world? The most important thing is that he has no grudges with this person in the past, and no enmity in the near future, why would he obstruct himself in every way, whether he is in the same nest as the so-called true master is a nest of snakes and rats, and what is that person doing all this for!

These questions must be clarified after catching that bastard! Moreover, this person's methods are vicious, and he must not leave half a chance for him, otherwise, I am afraid that dozens of lives will be lost in his hands; There are more than a dozen resentments of babies and children who are bound in the locust wood core, and bear the endless reluctance, unwillingness, and fetters of pain!

But just as Lin Bai stepped out of the door of the ward, the yin wind formed by resentment in the emergency room rushed to his side in an instant, and he followed Lin Bai's movements closely and was about to move forward, as if he had made up his mind, where Lin Bai went, they would go.

These resentments can't be because of what happened just now, and they regard themselves as their dependence, right? Looking at the resentment hovering beside him, looking like he wanted to express his intimacy with him, Lin Bai felt a chill in his heart.

Although the babies and children who formed these resentments were extremely miserable, if they were followed by this black wind visible to the naked eye, I don't know how many people would treat themselves as monsters to watch, and this would inevitably delay their progress in catching up with Nangong Zheng's bastard.

"Go back!" Regardless of whether these grievances can understand his words, Lin Bai pointed sharply towards the emergency room, and as soon as the words came out, he saw that the cheeks of the baby in the black wind seemed to be a little complaining, so he slowed down his breath and said softly: "You go and stay inside first, I will come back in a while, and then you can do whatever you want......

After finishing speaking, Lin Bai rushed out of the hospital. After the black mist composed of those resentments circled around the location of Lin Bai's previous body a few times, he rushed into the emergency room like a whirlwind like a angry child.

Seeing that the black wind composed of resentment did not follow him, the boulder hanging on Lin Bai's chest fell. With both hands pinching, he kept chasing the location of this Nangong Zheng bastard, and rushed towards the location.

After stumbling out of the room, the aftermath of the backlash still did not dissipate, and being struggled like this made Nangong Zheng feel that the world was spinning, and his feet were floating. Before he could step on the stairs, a young man rushed up from below, and as soon as the young man brushed his body, Nangong Zheng was carried to the ground by the wind carried by his body, and rolled downstairs.

The young man was taken aback when he saw this, and thought that he had accidentally bumped into someone just now, so he hurriedly reached out to help him. But before he could stretch out his hand, Nangong Zheng had already fallen into the stairwell with blood on his face.

Looking at this scene, that young man was about to be scared stupid! He clearly felt that when he went up the stairs just now, he didn't touch anything at all, but this uncle rolled down to the stairwell, and he broke his head and bled ......

"Uncle, wake up quickly, I don't have any money in my pocket, don't lie to me!" Seeing Nangong Zheng's tragic situation, this young man thought that he had met a wicked person who touched porcelain, but even if he touched porcelain, this person didn't have to fall so solidly, right? Could it be that he wants to do enough tricks and blackmail himself to the point of bankruptcy? Thinking of this, the young man had some tears in his words.

At this moment, Nangong Zheng is so down. The backlash of resentment just now has dried up a lot of blood and qi around him, and now only skin and bones remain; There are also debris that burrowed into his body when the locust wood statue exploded, and it was constantly bleeding out; And the bump on the stairs just now knocked out a thumb-length scar on his brain, and blood oozed out.

After several stumbles and rolls off, the original bright clothes on his body have been covered with dust; The slippery gray hair was now piled up on top of his head like a mess of grass, and there was a lot of blood in it. And his cheeks were even more terrifyingly pale and pale, as if Lord Yama might come to snatch his old bones at any time.

Just when the young man's crying was getting heavier and heavier, and the tears in his eyes were about to roll down, Nangong Zheng woke up slowly, shook his head and looked around, struggled to get up, and rushed downstairs like a ghost.

Looking at the back of Nangong who was fleeing quickly, the young man wiped his eyes in astonishment, his face full of disbelief. Could it be that the fall just now hurt this person's head, made him a fool, and looked at the stubble that deliberately faked the fall; Or did he say that there was something on his face that scared him, so he didn't even care about blackmailing himself.

He raised his hand in disbelief and wiped his face, where did the young man dare to stay here for a while longer. He knew that he definitely didn't bump into Nangong Zheng just now, and he only thought that it was because he usually burned high incense in front of the Bodhisattva that it took effect to let him escape this catastrophe.

But what this young man didn't know was that in fact, Nangong Zheng fell down just now, which was not only bad luck for Nangong Zheng, but also a great good thing. After the resentment backlashed, Nangong Zheng accumulated a lot of dirty blood between his chest and abdomen.

It was this mouthful of dirty blood that made him dizzy. Now that he had rolled on the stairs and coughed up the blood, he had regained some clarity in his mind, and the feeling of dizziness in his mind had subsided a little.

Thinking that Lin Bai was probably already blocking his way, and the things he had done had been completely exposed. If he is caught by Lin Bai, not to mention that there is no good fruit to eat, I am afraid that this little life will not be saved!

So where did he have time to entangle with this teary-eyed young man who thought he was going to blackmail, and stumbled down the corridor. Although the blood spurted out, the power of the backlash was still there, and his steps were still a little vain, and it took him the strength of the two tigers to struggle to a hug.

Looking at the dazzling sunlight outside the building and the fresh air coming in, Nangong Zheng had never felt that these things were so wonderful as he was now. Hope is right in front of you, as long as you rush out of this alley, stop a car, and dissipate in the vast sea of people, even if Lin Bai's kid has great ability, can he still pull himself out of the crowd!

Not even taking a breath, Nangong was dragging his steps and rushed out of the building. The moment he stepped out of the corridor, he felt like he had walked through the ghost gate, especially being basked by the warm sun, which made him feel that everything was so beautiful, and he couldn't help but smiles at the corners of his mouth as usual.

As long as you rush out of this alley, you will save this old life! And as long as life is in hand, there will be a time to find the field that fell today. And I must go to that old thing and ask clearly, how can Lin Bai, a bastard, resolve his grievances!

But just after turning the corner and rushing out of the alley, before Nangong Zheng raised his hand, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and the smile on his face was gone. The reason why he is like this, if not because of anything else, is because there is a young man with a cigarette in his mouth at the entrance of the alley, looking at him for a long time, with a playful smile on his face, and a faint mockery and disdain in his eyes.