However, in the next moment, I found that Wang Jianhui had stood up, and the broken hands had grown back, and the blood that flowed out was gone, and he looked at me panting, looking tired.

"Oh, how much longer can you hold out? Although you have the same ability to write this horror story as your father, your writing like this will consume your physical strength, and even, if you write some more, although exaggerated, you can achieve things, but it will consume your vitality. ”

I looked at Wang Jianhui in amazement, he looked weak, holding a ballpoint pen in his hand, writing on it.

All the injuries suffered by Zhang Qingyuan were fake, and they were all recovered.

"Don't, Jianhui ......"

As soon as I spoke, the ballpoint pen in Wang Jianhui's hand fell to the ground, and then I saw Wang Jianhui's pale face, and there was no blood on his skin.

"Oh, Zhang Qingyuan, hurry up and take the red ballpoint pen and draw out what he wrote down, otherwise, when the injuries on your body are recovered, that kid's life will come to an end."

Suddenly, I found that the body that was in great pain and had no strength at all began to recover one by one with the string of boys written by Wang Jianhui in the notebook.

"Leave me alone, Jianhui, your body won't be able to stand it." I yelled, regained a little strength, I hurriedly took out a red ballpoint pen from Wang Jianhui's trouser pocket, and then trembled and planned to draw out the contents of the notebook.

"Stop, Qingyuan." Wang Jianhui weakly held the notebook, sat on the ground, shook his head vigorously at me, refused to give it to me alive or dead, and his forehead was constantly sweating.

My strength is recovering little by little, and the wound is slowly disappearing, however, Wang Jianhui is getting weaker and weaker, and those small blue words have completely detached from the notebook.

"Don't do this, I told you to stop, do you hear?"

Then Wang Jianhui suddenly raised his head and looked at me seriously.

"Then you tell me, Qingyuan, in addition to letting you recover and find a way to defeat him, what other way is there, you tell me, Qingyuan, what other way can we take our family from this damn horror story, go back, you tell me......"

Wang Jianhui's eyes were filled with a resolute taste, he began to tremble, and then slammed and fell to the ground, I saw him curled up in pain, his whole face distorted.

"Qingyuan, defeat that guy, only by defeating that guy can we find our family and go home......"

Wang Jianhui shouted, a stream of heat in my heart, stood up, and the evil spirit overflowed little by little, I looked at the green ghost in front of me, sure enough, I couldn't feel anything, I could win his chances, maybe less than one percent, but I had to find a way to find our family.

"Oh, Zhang Qingyuan, what? It's recovered, hehe, come on, let's play with you a little, by the way, I'm called Quan Wentian, meet for the first time, say hello a little, look at your bloody appearance. ”

I had already approached the Celestial Ghost called Breaking Wentian, and the evil qi twin swords in his hand jumped up and slashed at him.

"Hold on, Jianhui." I yelled, smiling, and slashed my twin swords.

"Hehe, if you get so close, you'll get hurt."

With a bang, I felt as if I had broken a transparent glass, and vaguely, I saw the glass shattering, and then suddenly, I felt a burst of heat in my chest, and with a bang, two openings appeared in my chest, as if they had been cut.

I poofed, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell hard into the back.

"What did he do?" I muttered, looking at the question, he looked idle, standing three or four meters in front of me, what was going on?

"I didn't do anything, Zhang Qingyuan, because you can't touch a finger of me!"

I looked at it carefully, and asked the sky with a leisurely face, with my hands behind my back, as if it was true, he didn't do anything, but the scar on my chest seemed to be cut by the double sword.

"What's wrong? Zhang Qingyuan, come here, hurry up, I'm trying, maybe I'll be chopped! ”

Looking at the face of Dian Wentian, I was very angry, the scar on my chest was miraculously healed, I turned my head and saw that it was Wang Jianhui, his face was blue, his thin figure, leaning on the guardrail, trembling hands, holding a pen.

"Don't write anymore, Jianhui ......."

I shouted at him, and Wang Jianhui smiled hard.

"Don't want to be reunited with your family? Jianhui, if you want to, don't write it anymore, I'll be careful myself, do you hear it. I yelled, but Wang Jianhui scolded.

"That dead dad has lied to me for so long, why, grass, I remember, I have been in the past 20 years, since I was sensible, there has been no mother, brother, those are all written by my father for me, only in the story......"

Large tears slipped down Wang Jianhui's cheeks.

"But...," I paused, turned around, glared at the heavens, and continued.

"It's real, your father, Wang Xinming, is real, in your memory, in your life, isn't it?"

Yu Jiao's gaze, after seeing Wang Jianhui nodding, I roared and attacked Dian Wentian again.

"Since it's real, let's find him out together, no matter what method we use."

This time, I didn't cut it directly, but tentatively overflowed a slash and stabbed towards the Broken Heaven.

Suddenly, I found that the evil qi I had stabbed past seemed to have disappeared into the transparent space, and I widened my eyes, and I still had my hands behind my back, and I didn't do anything, just smiled.

"Watch out for your back."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Jianhui shouted.

"Qingyuan, behind you."

There was another burst of heat, but this time, I avoided it a little, and a sinister breath pierced my shoulder, and blood flowed.

I looked at the stabbing aura in amazement, and then as soon as my hands relaxed, the aura dissipated.

"Is that the evil breath I let out? What's going on? ”

"Haha, did you finally notice? Zhang Qingyuan, with your level of strength, it is impossible to hurt me, hehe, okay, almost, listen to me, you two, you have already beaten, okay, don't make any more trouble, if you make trouble again......"

In an instant, I rushed towards Juan Wentian, and in an instant, a thick evil qi overflowed, and then stabbed him in the chest.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying? Zhang Qingyuan, is your brain broken? ”

I showed a smile, and the moment the evil qi disappeared, I squatted down, and sure enough, above my head, a thick evil qi poked over.

"Wow, Zhang Qingyuan, you are so insidious!"

With a look of surprise, I immediately rushed towards him, low in my body.

"But will it be what you think?"

Juan Wentian suddenly laughed, and with a bang, a thick stab of evil qi came from under my feet, and I immediately stopped, although I only rubbed it a little, but the whole chest was already a blur of flesh and blood.

I flew out of the way and fell to the ground, and I saw it, and when I crouched down, I avoided asking God I don't know what means, and moved my evil qi behind me, and although I dodged it, just when I thought I was going to get it, the evil qi that had been poked in the past disappeared, and instead came out from under my call, and if I had avoided it a little later, I am afraid that I would not be able to stand up now.

"Grass, who the hell is insidious, who has the ability to come with dignity and make all these insidious and vicious tricks."

I yelled, clutching my chest.

He waved his hand and laughed.

"Really, I don't lie to you, Zhang Qingyuan, I didn't do anything."

In the current situation, I am really as he said, it is difficult for me to even touch him, and he has not made a move, if he does, I am afraid that I will easily kill him.

It had to be a surprise, I thought, and immediately rushed towards him again.

"I said it, Zhang Qingyuan, don't struggle anymore."

This time, I didn't use the evil qi, I had already come to him, and a punch hit him in the face, boom, my fist bulged, a trace of pain, made me grin.

"If you are disobedient, you will suffer, Zhang Qingyuan."

I looked at the situation in amazement, my fist, before hitting the face of the broken question, but suddenly, as if there was no space, disappeared, and then in my stunned effort, I saw a bulging fist, towards my face, struck at me.

With a bang, my nosebleeds splattered, my head was dizzy, I flew out again, and fell to the ground hard, I only felt that my consciousness was getting more and more blurred, and the nosebleeds flowed down my cheeks, constantly flowing.

"Look, Zhang Qingyuan, didn't I say it? Let you be quiet, just don't listen, haha, look at you, you're swollen with a pig's head yes, hahaha......"

Just when I was about to lose consciousness, suddenly, I woke up and punched my fist, although my cheeks were still swollen, but in my mind, a picture emerged, ding, a white world, a white person with golden eyes, smiling, looking at me.

"What is your heart? Zhang Qingyuan, what is the obsession in your heart? ”