"And what do you do?" Yang Linsheng gritted his teeth and glanced at him with some concern, Jiang Futing has always sacrificed his life for him like this, so he just patted his ass and left?

"I'm with you!"

"No, as long as you can go out of one, the chances are better." Jiang Futing said without hesitation.

Just when the words fell, the female ghost in front of her seemed to finally come back to her senses a little in the excitement, and at the moment when she shot again, Jiang Futing grabbed Yang Linsheng, who had not had time to react, flew past the female ghost's side, and ran directly to the door.

It doesn't matter what it is after you go out!

Jiang Futing's dark and gloomy eyes became deeper and deeper under the condition of high concentration, and as the ghostly qi on his body surged more and more, the pupils were so black that they almost reflected a sudden light.

When the female ghost reacted to attack them again, the two men finally approached the door.

At the moment when the ghost hand behind him reached out, the door was finally opened, and there was a dilapidated and old walkway outside.

Here's the real thing!

The moment Jiang Futing stepped into the aisle, he subconsciously judged that he didn't have a chance to think about it at all, quickly turned his head to look in the direction of both sides, grabbed Yang Linsheng's hand and threw him out directly to the left: "Run there!" ”

Yang Linsheng was thrown away by him for several steps, and before he could stand firmly, he heard Jiang Futing's roar, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment and quickly ran outside following his guidance.

Jiang Futing deliberately hesitated for a few seconds on the soles of his feet, the female ghost behind him was almost touching him, and Yang Linsheng's figure completely disappeared from the sight of the corner.

At the same moment, his steps sped up again at a rapid pace, running in the opposite direction on the other side of the hallway.

The road on the left has natural light, which is basically an exit, but he has to ensure that Yang Linsheng goes out safely first, so that he can be entangled with the female ghost here with peace of mind, and drag it until Bai Tang sees his message.

The whistling sound and the sound of a fast-pacing heartbeat echoed in his ears, and there was nothing at the end of the hallway, nor was there any room, and the surrounding discarded items were littered with discard.

By the time he stopped, the female ghost was already approaching behind him. Jiang Futing turned his head suddenly, and his bloody face was already close to him.

The power in his body converged at that moment according to his most primitive instincts and thoughts, and at the moment when the female ghost's body was about to touch him, Jiang Futing suddenly raised his fist and slammed it towards the female ghost in front of him with all his strength.

"Boom!" The two forces collided violently.

Huge impact under his

The uncontrollable burst of his body retreated, and while bringing damage to the other party, the power that erupted after the seal on his body shattered devoured him at the same time, and everything in Jiang Futing's body collapsed and shattered, and finally fell to the wall like a puppet.

It was probably a sudden and violent attack that broke the balance in Jiang Futing's body, and the last seal was completely shattered, and all the condensed ghost qi gushed out, washing every corner of his body.

From the top of his head to the soles of his feet, Jiang Futing's whole body suddenly showed a chill from the inside out, in addition to being cold, it also exuded

With an indescribable distant and quaint turbidity.

It is very similar to the aura carried by the female ghost, as well as the aura seen on Yang Mu's body before.

Jiang Futing only saw that the eyes of the female ghost gradually turned into irrepressible fanaticism and greed, which were very similar to or worse than the eyes of the little ghost he had met before.

He struggled to stand up, and now every time he moved, his body was like a splitting pain, just standing up was already so hard that he used to use up all his strength, and an action that was ordinary in the past was as difficult as a knife for him at this moment.

Before he could see the next movement of the female ghost, he saw a black halo slowly appear in the corner of the wall, and a thick and old large iron door suddenly appeared on the originally empty wall.

Then the door was pushed open, and a man in a Taoist uniform slowly walked out, and the other party's expression was the same as that of a female ghost, and when he looked at him, it was like looking at an extremely rare object.

"Bring it in." The excitement on Yan Hui's face couldn't be concealed at all, and he couldn't wait to order the female ghost.

"Yes." After the female ghost was finished, she continued to turn her head and float towards Jiang Futing.

"It's not that easy." Jiang Futing looked at the person in front of him coldly, and condensed his strength again in the way his body gathered energy just now.

But this time, I don't know what the reason is, I can't do the previous punch, and when he swings his fist again, the power above is like cotton compared to the attack of the female ghost.

The body was very strong enough to withstand an attack from the other party, and when he was about to crash to the side again, he was quickly picked up by the female ghost.

The biting and sudden cold wind blew across his face, and by the time he could see the rapidly passing scenery around him, he had already been taken inside the door, and his body was discarded on the ground at will.

Jiang Futing's palm touched the cold and damp floor tiles, and the fine stone and sand on the ground pierced into his skin, and the rich smell of blood invaded the entire space, and there were sorrowful and painful cries and low noises everywhere.

It's like a 3D surround theater, one after another, ups and downs in his ears.

He shook his eyes, and his ethereal gaze finally focused again.

On the left lies a middle-aged man, and on the right lies a middle-aged woman, forming a triangle with where he is.

The smell of blood he could smell was all emanating from the blood that trickled from the two of them.

This is!

Yang Linsheng's parents!

He looked at the man on the ground, his face was exactly the same as Yang Mu, although his eyes were closed, and he was so white that there was no blood, but the arrogance and recklessness on his body were the same as those of Yang Mu he had seen before.

Temperament is something that comes from the inside out, and it can't be changed overnight!

This is the real Yang Mu, who was the person I saw in the hotel before?

The entire floor of the room was covered with lines and symbols he couldn't read, and the font on the floor was all stained with blood.

The walls around him were surrounded by candlesticks, and each candlestick was burning with billowing black gas, and all the piercing screams emanated from it, making his brain dizzy and tingling

。

Jiang Futing tried his best to maintain the clarity of his sanity, quickly probing the surrounding environment.

There was also a very old pillar standing between the three of them, and all the absorbed blood was constantly converging upward, and finally it seemed to be sublimated, turning into a blood mist that wrapped the iron suspended on it.

He squinted hard, although the thing in the middle was still a little far away, he could still see the mottled rust clearly, and he could clearly feel the majestic power contained in it from such a distance.

Even if he has not been exposed to these, he can feel the simplicity inside, the ancient and rich atmosphere.

The thing emanating from this was the same as the power on the female ghost, and at the moment when his eyes met, he felt the power in his body churning excitedly, so intense that he was about to break out of the illusion.

At the same time, the iron on it vibrated as if it had been stimulated in some way, and the gray gas was actively emitting.

Jiang Futing suddenly noticed that the ghost qi on his body had an indescribable resemblance to the piece of iron, and before he could figure out what time it was, there was a dull sound of footsteps.

He swayed his body, the soles of his feet were weak, his pace was unsteady, and he raised his head with his back slightly in his back to look at the person in front of him.

Yan Hui's cheeks were flushed with excitement, his cheekbones were already flushed, and his yellow wax skin was shiny, he stayed three steps away from Jiang Futing, brushing his beard: "Don't be afraid, as long as you are obedient, it won't be very painful."

Jiang Futing looked at Yan Hui expressionlessly, and just as he was standing firm and about to take a step, a red barrier suddenly appeared in front of him.

He took a step back, and the barrier vanished again.

Before he could react to what it was, his fingers had tentatively stretched out, and the blood-red barrier reappeared, and the moment his fingertips touched it, a layer of skin was peeled off.

Because of the long-term stimulation of the body, Jiang Futing has begun to become a little numb to the pain.

I saw that the warm liquid in his hand continued to drip down the fingertips to the ground, melting into those crooked lines and runes, the blood was quickly absorbed, and the iron on the stone pillar was suddenly stimulated, and it was extremely violently turbulent.

Immediately afterward, the blood in his body seemed to have been sucked by something, flowing out of his veins uncontrollably like a stream.

Within a few seconds, the graphics under his feet had been thoroughly soaked in his blood, and began to glow with a dark red luster.

What is it!

He looked at the wound on the ground and on his finger with some horror, obviously it was only a small hole, why did it look like a punctured blood vessel?

Jiang Futing guessed uncertainly, glanced at the other two people lying on the ground, and his cold gaze stabbed Yan Hui: "You want to kill for that broken iron?"

"Broken iron?" Yan Hui couldn't help but show contempt and ridicule when he heard these two words, and the steps on the soles of his feet seemed to carry a certain pattern and route, and he walked to the edge of the stone pillar left and right: "That's right, it's normal for people like you to not know, I guess even your friend doesn't necessarily know." ”

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When he looked at the iron, the greed on his face was revealed.

Jiang Futing didn't say anything, just looked at the other party's smug face that was swelled to the extreme at the moment.

"Do you want to die?" Yan Hui stood on the edge of the stone pillar, his eyes almost obsessed.

But he just stood there, keeping a certain distance, not taking any more steps, nor reaching out to touch himself.

No matter how fanatical he was about this thing, the fear of this thing in his heart still made him hold back his impulse.

Jiang Futing could see from his restraint on this piece of iron that the power in this thing was really extraordinary, obviously he had longed to be like this, and he was almost out of his mind, but he still divided the An An who suppressed this person.

He originally wanted to say that it didn't matter, but he was worried that he would really anger this person, and now that he was delaying a little time in this situation, he would be able to give himself a glimmer of life.

Jiang Futing's face was expressionless, and he replied with one word: "En." ”

(End of chapter)