Zhao Muqiong's weak and shouting voice came from behind: "My son! What the hell is wrong with you? My son...", his tone was very anxious and concerned.

Zhao Yu twisted half of his face and said with a cruel smile: "Your son is dead." Didn't you call me? Aren't you particularly unwilling and resentful in your heart? Ha ha.. Now I'm going to take his place! Hahaha~" As he spoke, he had already taken steps to Lin Qiuzheng.

Two people, one looking up, the other looking down.

The difference in strength is as far away as the distance between the sky and the earth. This punch alone made Lin Qiuzheng's mind blank. The fear that he had never felt before couldn't resist spreading in his heart, reaching every corner of his body.

Even in the face of the red-clothed ghost and the golden-eyed corpse king, he didn't intimidate him for half a point, but he was afraid at this time. Understand that death is so near, so easy. Just one punch is enough to ...... Do.

He looked at Zhao Yu with fear in his eyes, at this man with black flames burning with his eyes.

Suddenly, he found that the black flame in Zhao Yu's eyes seemed to be about to overflow out of his eye sockets, and it was even more full and diffuse than just now. Lin Qiuzheng couldn't help but secretly scream in his heart: Why did you take me under the knife! Is it really going to die like this?

Zhao Yu smiled and clenched his fist and slowly raised: "En! Not bad! Still alive! It's a bit of a skill! Then try again! The tone was really contemptuous, but there was a hint of approval. Just as a king has mercy on the weak.

"Boom!" With a bang, the ground trembled, raising a puff of dust. When he saw it clearly, Zhao Yu's fist had already penetrated the wooden plank on the ground and submerged into the concrete floor.

Lin Qiuzheng's lips trembled, and he looked sideways at the arm next to his ear, his eyes full of despair and fear. It's good that I moved my head just now, otherwise... Probably dead.

"Ahh With a miserable scream, Zhao Yu's face twisted in pain, and he took a few steps back. His arms flipped back, and he was pounding, as if he was grasping something.

At this time, Liu Zimo flashed out from behind Zhao Yu and staggered to Lin Qiuzheng. Seeing that his master was fine, Liu Zimo's heart was hanging high, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ahh "Ahh "Ah!!h Zhao Yu's screams kept coming, like a ghost crying wolf, which was breathtaking.

Liu Zimo quickly helped Lin Qiuzheng up from the ground and sat up straight, leaning his back against the wall. He smiled bitterly and said, "I used the two purple charms just now to stick them on Zhao Yu's back when he wasn't paying attention." It should be enough for him to keep busy for a while. The tone is also weak.

Lin Qiuzheng gasped weakly and nodded slightly.

"Master. What to do? How to deal with him? ”

Lin Qiuzheng snorted a few times and said hoarsely, "I don't know either." Never touched it. Now there is only one step to go.. Look at the step. After speaking, I suddenly felt a fierce surge in my chest. Hurriedly covered his mouth and coughed a few times. The palm of his hand left his mouth, but he found that his hands were covered with blood.

Lin Qiu was busy pressing his palm down, not letting Liu Zimo notice anything wrong, and quietly wiped the blood on his trouser leg.

At the moment, we must not mess with ourselves, let alone let Liu Zimo know the truth. Just now, Zhao Yu's punch had already injured Lin Qiuzheng's body, and half his life was gone.

If there is no resistance that turns blood into a talisman, it is estimated that he will not be able to receive that punch. Thinking of this, I was even more embarrassed.

Zhao Yu waved his hands and scratched wildly in the room, roaring in pain like a wild beast. The black flame in his eyes was even more like it was about to erupt. The incense and candles and tributes scattered on the ground were also trampled by him.

An incense burner in the middle of the dark room was even more knocked to the ground by him. What was scattered in the furnace was not the usual incense ash, but half-burned clothes, pants and clothing.

For a while, the pungent smell in the dark room was more pervasive and disgusting.

Zhao Muqiong, who was full of silver hair, slowly leaned up against the wall, and staggered towards Zhao Yu, who seemed to be crazy: "Son, Mom is here~ Waiting for Mom." She approached Zhao Yu as quickly as she could, anxious for her son's safety.

"Zhao Muqiong! He's not your son! Don't! Lin Qiuzheng shouted hoarsely.

Because he saw through Zhao Muqiong's heartfelt thoughts to save his son. The Soul Charm is also one of the charms that frighten the soul, and it is only slightly inferior to the Soul Suppression Talisman. But at the moment, it can play a role in temporarily deterring the ghost and the karmic fire. It's a pity that it's too late to stop it. As he spoke, Zhao Muqiong had already torn off the spirit talisman on Zhao Yu's back and threw it on the ground.

Under the dim light, Zhao Yu held his head in his hands, curled up and squatted on the ground, no longer shouting wildly, quiet and unusual.

Inside, only the crackling sound of clothes and clothes falling to the ground from the incense burner could be heard.

Lin and Liu suddenly felt an indescribable sense of oppression coming towards them, and they were almost unable to breathe.

"Thank you..... I'm so much more comfortable!! Hum! Ha ha! Zhao Yu straightened up suddenly, facing the two of them, with the previous cruel smile on his face.

Black flames had spilled out of his eyes and gradually spread to his mouth and nose. It was as if he had a burning black flame mask on his face.

Lin Qiuzheng frowned, and a fine light flashed in his eyes. He took another breath and shouted vigorously: "Zhao Muqiong! You want your son back! You have to stop it from eating away at your son's body! When your son's body is completely devoured by the demonic karmic fire, it will be too late!! The tone was very affirmative.

Lin Qiuzheng is now pinning his hopes on Zhao Muqiong, hoping that she can understand the truth, and then work together to stop it.

From the observation just now, he already understood that the original ghost karma could not immediately devour the entire body after the fire came to the body. Rather, it will take a certain amount of time to gradually encroach and swallow up.

Once you wait until the black karmic fire consumes the whole body, this is considered to have completed the entire upper body ritual and occupied the entire body. In other words, as long as the karmic fire is extinguished or driven out of the body before the devouring is completed, Zhao Yu can be saved.

It's a pity that Zhao Muqiong knows one and doesn't know the other. She was originally a foreigner, and she had never heard of the existence of any ghosts. Moreover, there was no mention of it in the tattered books she had studied. After coming and going, I naturally don't know what the ghost karmic fire is.

Although I think my son has become very strange now, I can't even say that I am not a person. But she prefers to believe that her son is alive, and he is standing in front of her eyes. This is not a lie.

She cast a loving gaze at Zhao Yu, as if to say: Mom believes you, you must be my son. ignored Lin Qiuzheng's kind reminder, and felt that he was sowing discord and deliberately destroying the relationship between mother and son.

Lin Qiu coughed angrily. His eyes widened in disbelief, and he couldn't help but lose his voice: "Sleep... Trough! She's crazy! Don't you really want your own son?! ”

Zhao Yu ignored Zhao Muqiong beside him, raised his leg and kicked it on the incense burner that fell to the ground. A few incense burners weigh hundreds of pounds. I only heard a dull and thick "poof" sound, and he kicked it off the ground, and with a roar, it flew straight towards the two.

In the blink of an eye, a flying incense burner was about to hit his head. Liu Zimo hurriedly reached out and pushed Lin Qiuzheng on the shoulder, pushing him down. He dodged to the left.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the smoke and dust rose and filled the air, making it difficult to discern the direction. Stone chips flew on the wall, and small pebbles crackled and bounced on the faces and bodies of the two people.

Less than a second apart, there were a few crisp rumbling sounds and slight trembling behind the ears.

"Son, mom is dying. They'll be handed over to you. Zhao Muqiong's face was weak and tired, and she supported the wall with both hands, and then slowly slid down against the wall, like a prostrated old man curled up at the base of the wall, and his eyes were completely lost.