Liang Xiaoyan looked at this close and extremely ugly ghost, then turned his head to look at Li Changming and Xiao Xiao who were sitting on the sofa, and finally turned his palm, and a white light flew towards Li Changming and the two.

Before the two of them could react, they were hit by the white light one by one, and they passed out with their eyes rolled.

Her move stunned the ghost who was still standing at the door of the bedroom, and couldn't help but smile and say, "Look, I know!" When there is anything good about people, turning their faces is faster than turning books, and before they can do anything, they start killing each other first! ”

Liang Xiaoyan sneered, and with a wipe of her right hand behind her waist, a dagger more than twenty centimeters long appeared in her hand. I don't know how she usually carries this thing, but it is hidden in her clothes and is not visible.

The ghost who confronted her saw her take out a dagger, and was still laughing at her: "You want to kill me with this? What is it? A dagger, this works for me? ”

Liang Xiaoyan also ignored him, she knew that he was stalling for time, waiting for the person he said to arrive. She looked at the ghost and raised her left palm, palm facing inwards at herself.

Suddenly, her right wrist was reversed, and she held the dagger horizontally, and her left hand held the blade of the dagger, and then with a forceful pull, the blade of the dagger detached from her palm.

When the dagger left the palm of his hand, it brought up a streak of blood, and a few drops of blood flew down on the floor of the room.

"What are you doing, self-harm?" The ghost laughed.

A smile appeared at the corner of Liang Xiaoyan's mouth, and she opened her palm, blood flowed down her wrist, and then down her arm to the floor. The red blood looked shocking, but Liang Xiaoyan didn't have the slightest look of pain on her face.

"Don't be too happy, it's not over yet!" Liang Xiaoyan said, smiling weirdly, her lips moving slightly, and she was chanting words in the air.

Complex syllables came out of her mouth, rhythms sometimes low and sometimes high-pitched. This unintelligible syllable is supposed to be a spell, and it's very old.

As Liang Xiaoyan's spell progressed, a strange scene occurred with the blood on her palm. The dripping blood stopped flowing down and began to float around her body.

The wound on her hand looked particularly frightening, and the entire palm of her hand was cut through a horizontal wound, as if it had severed the palm.

The blood that had already flowed out had already floated, and new blood was constantly being added, but this amount of blood was scarce, and it became a thin layer after it floated.

Liang Xiaoyan frowned, looked at the floating blood, and suddenly her eyes became sharp. The incantation in her mouth was louder, and after only a few syllables, a puddle of blood rushed out of the wound in her palm, joining the floating blood.

Liang Xiaoyan snorted, her brows furrowed even deeper, and a look of pain began to appear on her face, her palms and even her entire arm were trembling. Not only her arms, but also her body trembled!

Her face turned pale in an instant, and the floating blood writhed strangely in the air, slowly forming a pattern. The pattern looks like a charm, but it's not very specific.

The blood was still writhing, gradually emitting a red light, reflecting on Liang Xiaoyan's face. In the dark room, Liang Xiaoyan and the ghost formed a stark contrast, a green madman, and a red and terrifying person.

That ghost was also confused by Liang Xiaoyan, and he didn't know what kind of spell Liang Xiaoyan was using. However, he gradually smelled a hint of a smile, and he decided not to wait any longer, and to clean up the few people first.

The ghost thought as he moved a few steps forward, his broken body as if it could fall to the ground at any moment, and the blood dragged behind him was disgusting.

The painful look on Liang Xiaoyan's face became more and more obvious, but her eyes became more and more determined. There was also blood added to that piece of blood bit by bit, and finally Liang Xiaoyan's voice was high-pitched to the peak, as if he was letting out a scream.

As her last syllable sounded, the spell of blood finally took shape. The form of the spell looks like a large, hideous ghost, with several hollows in the eyes, nose, and mouth.

Liang Xiaoyan looked at the ghost and suddenly smiled, and the smile was very relaxed, which was in stark contrast to her current situation. The flesh on both sides of the wound on her palm was completely rolled up, white and white without a trace of blood.

Her face was pale, and her lips were bloodless, but she was laughing!

"You! Finished! Liang Xiaoyan pointed at the ghost and said with a smile, "Go!" ”

Liang Xiaoyan's voice sounded a little weak, and her fingers suddenly pointed behind the ghost, and the ghost head charm composed of blood in front of her slammed down.

The ghost head spell did not hit this ghost, and Liang Xiaoyan's target was not him. The charm was imprinted directly behind him, on the bedroom door that still looked closed.

With a "boom", the whole room trembled, and the ghost showed an incredible look. The face that could no longer be seen clearly also seemed to show surprise, and the two red eyes also turned back to stare at the ghost head spell just now.

After the spell was imprinted on the door, it began to dissolve rapidly, and finally turned into a pool of blood that melted into the door.

"It can't be!" The ghost cried out, "How could you possibly break this illusion? You don't have the ability! ”

"Nothing is impossible." Liang Xiaoyan shook her body and said, "Although your illusion makes us confused, it is not so powerful!" It's only a matter of minutes to break it, and you're thinking too highly of yourself! ”

"This can't be, this can't be!" The ghost pretended to be crazy, "He's lying to me, he said this illusion can trap anything!" ”

"I kid you not, this illusion can trap anything." Suddenly, a voice appeared in the room, and a figure suddenly appeared at the gate, forming a triangle with Liang Xiaoyan and the ghost.

"Whether it's a human, a ghost, or something else, once you enter this illusion, you can't escape it." The figure gradually solidified, revealing his true face.

Liang Xiaoyan glanced at him, this man dressed in black and wrapped in death, she didn't know him, I haven't seen it! And obviously he's not a human either, but a ghost!

Liang Xiaoyan retracted her gaze and looked at Li Changming and the two lying on the sofa, whether they could save their lives depends on now!

The spell had completely disappeared, and the vibration of the room continued, albeit slightly. The ghost also felt the collapse of his illusion, and couldn't help but become impatient.

"You have to think of a way!" The ghost yelled at the ghost who had just arrived, "The illusion can't hold on!" ”

"What's the hurry!" The ghost said with a frown.

Liang Xiaoyan looked at the door of the bedroom, suddenly smiled on her face, and then rolled her eyes and fell straight down.

She really couldn't hold it anymore, and the consumption of a lot of blood and mind had brought her body to the limit of what she could bear.

In fact, her idea is very simple, she can't compete with this ghost by relying on her own strength, not to mention that there is a powerful ghost!

She used her family's secret technique at all costs, just to break the illusion and release Chu Han. After all, Chu Han's strength is far greater than her!