Chapter 160: The Man in White Who Walks

I circled around the enchantment in a panic, and suddenly remembered that if Langya crossed the catastrophe, wouldn't I be so close to him, wouldn't I also be struck by lightning? So he hurriedly drove the wheeled car back to the stone steps under the porch, and looked at Langya's figure like a wood carving clay sculpture from a distance. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the black and oppressive clouds in the sky are circulating like a whirlpool above Langya's head, and the center of the vortex faintly reveals a trace of lilac electric light.

The round beads in my hand suddenly became hot, just like that day in Tufu, I shook my hand, and the bracelet drew a bright green arc, falling far away to the mud in front of me, at the same time, a large snake-like purple lightning fell from the sky, instantly engulfing Langya's figure, and then, the thunder followed.

I only felt the blood surging, and my ears were buzzing, as if there was a salty blood rushing to my throat, and I gritted my teeth and swallowed it back.

I still feel heartbroken when I'm so far away, so isn't Langya even more sad?

Give it a try...... Whether he can help Langya or not depends on his creation!

I took out the Heavenly Eye from my arms, desperately condensed the only trace of demonic power and injected it into it, and then watched it fly crookedly towards Langya.

There seems to be such a record in the "Book of Foxes"---- Tianmu is very easy to attract thunder and lightning, so those who are good at divining Tianmu are prone to being struck by lightning.

If you use Tianmu to lure away the thunder and lightning that slashed at Langya, then Langya should be a little better!

Even if it's ...... He's thanked me so many times! Although I hate to death this moody demon......

I thought silently, but I felt exhausted, my eyelids were too heavy to lift, but my heart was beating like a drum, as if I was impatient to jump out of my chest, I couldn't help but hold my chest and fall on the wheel, and then I felt something hot flow down my nose and ears. I felt that something was wrong, and I wanted to wipe my nose to see what was wrong with me, but I didn't even have the strength to raise my hand.

"It's a funny little fox......."

A slightly smiling male voice suddenly sounded, with a vague Buddha sound, through the thunder in the sky, straight into my head.

I opened my eyes with difficulty, and suddenly there was a ghostly light on the muddy floor in front of me, and then, a slender figure in white clothes and black hair slowly walked out of the halo.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains, the hair is dyed like ink, the nose is thin and the lips are thin, this looks like a beautiful man!

I struggled to prop myself up and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?" ”

"Me?"

The man pointed to his nose, then chuckled and said, "I'm the string of Buddhist beads you just held!" ”

Prayer beads?

That hot turquoise bracelet?

It's just, how can there be a man hidden in the bracelet? Could it be that ---- that hand is finely skewed?

I was thinking to myself when I saw the man come up to me with a flutter.

Well, it's probably not very appropriate to use it---- to be exact, he's using floating!

The placket of his clothes moved slightly, as if he was walking, but his feet did not step on the ground at all, but hung in the air half a foot above the ground. The long ink-like hair swayed to the ground, slowly spreading out with his footsteps, but always keeping a distance of half a foot from the ground.

This man...... Is it a ghost?

"I'm just a wisp of thought, and I can't step on the ground without an entity, but I'm not a ghost."

The man spoke kindly, walked towards me as he spoke, and then stretched out his slender white right hand and slowly covered the top of my head. (To be continued.) )