As the heat rushed to the wooden card, the wooden card, which had been in my hand and had not felt any change, suddenly became hot.

The instantaneous change made me unable to hold it anymore, and I came out of my hand at once.

At this moment, I saw the little boy open into his "deformed" mouth, and a pale paw protruding from it. It grew bigger and bigger in the air, and grabbed at me.

The moment the wooden sign landed, the old man who was guarding the little boy suddenly raised his head, and Ah Zhong also stood up from the posture of kneeling.

It was at this inexplicable moment that the wooden sign suddenly emitted a burst of white light.

In the white light, from the wooden sign, a phantom in a black robe appeared. It was supposed to be a samurai robe, with the cuffs tucked in, and the robe was half-length.

This phantom figure had his back to me, but he held a smooth and bright Tang knife in his hand, and his black hair was neatly combed with sideburns, and he suddenly looked back at me.

Just one glance, I was stunned.

Who is he? Why is there a five-point resemblance between the eyebrows and eyes, but looking at the appearance, it is clear that he is already a middle-aged person, and he definitely does not belong to this era.

I felt that it was my spiritual power that made him appear so I could see him.

But he gave me a very strange feeling, it was clearly an illusion, but it was not even a soul, it seemed to be just a force.

At this moment, it was only a second, and the pale hand had appeared in front of me. I felt something of my own at my side, and suddenly I was grabbed by this pale hand, and began to pull desperately towards the little boy.

At this moment, Ah Zhong suddenly ran towards the little boy, he took out a strange locket, and opened it in an instant.

The phantom finally moved, and with a cold snort, the sword in his hand slashed towards the pale hand with an unrivaled momentum.

I don't understand why, the phantom is clearly illusory, but when the sword is swung, it suddenly becomes extremely real. The real momentum and the breeze can be felt very clearly.

"True God!" Ah Zhong screamed, only to see that in the strange box, the strange-looking insects flew out. In an instant, I couldn't see what the insect looked like, so I saw the insect flying towards the sword light desperately.

But Ah Zhong's people pounced on the little boy, took him in his arms, and frantically skimmed to the side.

At the same time, the old man had already taken out a palm-sized wooden barrel and opened it in front of him.

In the barrel, a pool of scarlet blood rippled, and when opened, it emitted a disgusting fishy smell.

With a "brush", the sword light had already fallen, and Ah Zhong's weird insect was slashed by the illusory sword light at once!

In fact, the insect itself didn't see that it had suffered any damage, but it suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then fell to the ground suddenly!

"Wow", Ah Zhong spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person suddenly "wilted" a lot, his obviously handsome and young face was like a middle-aged man with vicissitudes of life in an instant, and the blood left shocking marks on his chest.

And the sword light did not stop, and continued to swing towards the pale hand stretched out from the little boy's mouth with a strong momentum. As if aware of the danger, the pale hand let go, and I felt like the thing it was holding on to my side was finally letting go. Originally, my body was a little cold and stiff, but now I can finally move.

I turned around and ran desperately towards the car where Nanfeng was staying, but I heard a screaming voice behind me, which was clearly the voice of a little boy.

When I turned around, I saw the sword light slashing at the pale hand. The pale hand actually opened a black wound, and the strange black flesh rolled up, looking very badly injured. And it began to shrink desperately towards the back, the little boy's mouth.

The sword light had slashed here, and it was obviously a lot weaker, but it still slashed towards the little boy. Worried about the power of the wooden sign, that is, the power of this slash, I gritted my teeth and rushed to the side of the car.

Even if I die, I can't let Nanfeng fall into the hands of this beast inexplicably.

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through my mind. First, I must not wake up the south wind, even if this beast loves the south wind again, if the south wind witnesses all this, then can the south wind still be left behind? Second, I had to think of a special way to inform the south wind.

"Lin Xiaoshuang, what are you doing?" Ah Zhong was really screaming anxiously behind me, but when he just finished speaking, it turned into his scream.

At this time, I had already seen the unconscious Nanfeng, and when I turned around, I also saw that the sword light slashed on the little boy was blocked by Ah Zhong, and the scream was made by Ah Zhong.

His face turned pale, and his lips trembled terribly. He raised his hand and pointed at me, trying to say something, but the whole person was weak and trembling, unable to say anything, and finally let go of the little boy and fell to the side.

The little boy glanced at Ah Zhong with gloomy eyes, and suddenly said, "How can there be such a thing on this prey?" Why is such a powerful force sealed? ”

His voice was anxious and irritable, but his feet did not stop, and he took advantage of this gap to run quickly towards the old man who was protecting him.

It was also at this time that the phantom opened his mouth to "speak", not so much to speak, but to convey a thought: "Such an evil aura? Evil demons are outside, everyone will be punished! Although I only have the power of three swords, the remaining two swords will definitely kill you."

This idea is cold and straightforward, without any sensory color, as if it is only expressed by a residual instinctive consciousness.

As he spoke, the phantom had already slashed out a second sword light without hesitation.

Is there a three-sword one? I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, I never thought that there was such a great power sealed in this wooden card, and even Ah Zhong, who I thought was very powerful, had no power to resist under that sword.

Maybe I'll be saved because of this wooden sign? But I didn't dare to get my hopes up. In my hurry, I gritted my teeth and quietly slashed my finger with the knife on the key in my bag, drawing a symbol on the palm of Nanfeng's hand.

This is actually a gesture that I often compare with the south wind when I work at night. It means that when I meet an annoying, difficult, and not "nice" guest in the private room, I will excuse myself to come out and make such a gesture to Nanfeng, and she will come out to the rescue.

I firmly believe that when Nanfeng wakes up, he will be able to understand this symbol and understand that it is a gesture between us. But if she understands what I'm trying to warn about, I'm not sure. However, no matter what, it would be nice to give some hints to the south wind.

After doing all this, I flipped from the back seat of the car to the front of the car, and I had to find a way to escape while the power of the wooden sign was entangled with the old man and the little boy.

The symbol left for the south wind is just a back road, if you can take advantage of this time, take the south wind to escape here temporarily, and rush to the No. 3 clubhouse is the best choice.

I kept telling myself to calm down, Ah Zhong's car key was still in the car, and I twisted the key and tried to start the car.

To my surprise, the car started up, I immediately pulled the handbrake, stepped on the accelerator, and the car immediately rushed forward.

I felt a lot more relieved and lucky, although I didn't have a car, I still learned my driver's license in my busy spare time, otherwise in this case, there would be no possibility of escape.

Through the rearview mirror of the car, I saw the phantom and slashed out a sword light. But that old man should be much more powerful than Ah Zhong, in the face of this sword light, he threw out something, and another blood spurted out, forming a trace like dirty blood, colliding with the sword light. The two disappeared into the air invisibly.

It's just that the old man's expression suddenly shrank a lot.

Before, the old man took out a jar of blood-stained things, and kept muttering words in his mouth. When the little boy returned to the old man's side, he was replaced by a little boy chanting to the jar of blood.

In the midst of the blood, black smoke seemed to rise faintly, condensing in the air. But what is that? I don't know.

But I understand that the phantom appeared suddenly, and the first sword was so powerful that it injured the little boy and severely injured Ah Zhong, when they were unprepared. Now, the phantom in the wooden sign should no longer be the opponent of the old man and the little boy, and I should have made the right decision to escape.

The car was moving away so fast that I couldn't see what was going on behind me.

However, there is only one road from here to the No. 3 clubhouse, and it is only less than ten minutes away, and I firmly believe that as long as I see Zuo Qiu, it will be safe.

I drove the car as hard as I could, regardless of the danger, and pressed the accelerator to the fastest, and the car was speeding in the night.

But for some reason, after a minute or two, I could still hear a muffled "grunt" from the phantom, and then a strange cat meow in the night.

In a minute or two, at this speed, it was clear that it had already driven out for several kilometers. Why can I still hear, my heart is uneasy, but just looking at the scenery that keeps passing away on both sides of the road can still bring me a little comfort.

Hurry up and get to Zuo Qiu, I only have this wish left in my heart.