Chapter 95: Ghost Husband, I Spoil You 33

In front of the three of them was a cool boy with grass in his mouth and a very unhappy expression, and the two boys looked about the same age.

Gao Ge looked at it and tears slipped down the corners of his eyes.

He remembered,

The man in the photo is his parents, the boy holding the grass is Yin Le, and the boy being held is him.

But he had forgotten about them, and had forgotten them completely......

Several mages on the first floor were arranging the talisman array, and Sun Jian couldn't help frowning when he looked at Master Yideng,

"Mage, this ghost's anger and obsession are particularly heavy,

I'm afraid that he will even kill Mao Seventeen when the time comes, and the current Mao Seventeen doesn't remember what happened in the past at all.

If he remembered, would he ......"

Master One Lamp sighed,

"Hey, there must be a cause and an effect, since this is destined to be a bad consequence, then let the old man bear it alone!"

"Mage ......"

A lamp mage waved his hand,

"If I die, tell Zhang Zhe to carry my mantle well, and you hold the talisman and follow me."

Sun Jian bit his lower lip, took out his rune paper and peachwood sword, and followed the mage with a focused expression.

Just as they stepped onto the second floor,

Suddenly, from all directions came the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling, and the sound was terrifying to hear, and the back was cold.

The face of the mage of the first lamp changed greatly,

"It's not good, there's a ghost gathering array here, and the evil ghosts from a radius of several miles will be summoned here.

I haven't been able to find the formation for a while, and I guess there's going to be a fierce battle. ”

As soon as Sun Jian lowered his head, he saw a big white hand at the staircase grabbing his ankle, and before the whole person could react, he was dragged down the stairs.

"Sun Jian......"

"I'm okay mage, he's stopping us from going upstairs, then his target is obviously Mao Seventeen, you hurry up and take a look, don't worry about me!"

"Okay, be careful yourself."

Sun Jian slapped a talisman at his ankle, and the evil spirit immediately dissipated.

The mages on the first floor also picked up the rune paper and fought against the demons, and for a while, the screams were constantly amplified......

And on the other side,

Master Yilan silently recites Buddhist scriptures, and the rune paper opens the way,

For a moment, all the unjust ghosts and ghosts did not dare to approach, and just as he was about to kick up the last flight of stairs,

The demon on the ceiling seemed to be stimulated by something, and rushed towards the mage of a lamp without his life.

After a light mage made a complicated finger trick with both hands,

All the runes flew into the air quickly, and for a while there was a constant wail, and the ghosts who rushed over were burned to ashes.

In an instant,

The mage of Yilan spat out a mouthful of blood, and with resolute steps, he slowly walked towards the door where the yin qi was the heaviest.

After raising his hand and drawing a Buddhist mantra on the door, the door opened with a bang.

The room was not as dark and ghostly as it had been, the wind blew in through the window, lifting the curtain and revealing the vines that climbed up the window outside the wall.

On the bed,

Gao Ge lay on it, his expression was very peaceful, as if he was dead,

I don't know what spells are drawn on the two arms,

Seeing that Gao Ge's blood was about to dye all the spells red.

And next to him sat a man, the man reached out and touched his face affectionately, his eyes were unusually doting.

Yin Le didn't look at a lamp mage from beginning to end,

But he murmured from his mouth,

"A bunch of rubbish, they were attacked so quickly, what do I want you to do."

As soon as the words fell,

I saw Yin Le grasp his palms, and hundreds of ghosts swallowed into his stomach like black rivers, in the sad music.

Master Yilan was furious, but he was powerless to change the way he devoured ghosts to strengthen himself.