Wu Zhiyuan was shocked when he saw this, and he didn't know why Dong Qian's hair suddenly turned white, but he vaguely felt in his heart that this might be Dong Qian's killer move.

I saw that after Dong Qian's black hair turned white, it was constantly elongating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it crossed her waist in an instant, and the tips of her hair touched the ground in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, the elongation of her hair was accompanied by a burst of "hissing" sound, which was extremely harsh.

Wu Zhiyuan wanted to cover his ears, but he was stunned by the scene in front of him. Dong Qian's white hair was constantly elongating without stopping, and after reaching the ground, it came in the direction of Wu Zhiyuan closely. In an instant, the ground in front of Wu Zhiyuan was covered with dense white hair, and what was even more terrifying was that the hair on the ground was also growing, and the thickness was getting higher and higher, and it was knee-high between breaths.

The white hair all over the ground was like a swarm of carnivorous ants, constantly surrounding Wu Zhiyuan, as if they were going to devour him in the next second.

Wu Zhiyuan secretly screamed that it was not good, and took a few steps backwards, trying to escape from the encirclement of the hair on the ground, after he took three steps back, he couldn't move his steps anymore, looked down, and couldn't help but be surprised, only to see that his two ankles were all wrapped with white hair, and those hairs were like vines with eyes, and began to climb up his calves continuously, and at the same time, the white hair on the ground was also like a small snake, winding towards Wu Zhiyuan's hands, chest and neck.

Wu Zhiyuan was frightened, and used his vitality to slap the hair that was tangled up, but to no avail. Instead, all the hair was wrapped around Wu Zhiyuan's waving hands, but in a moment, Wu Zhiyuan's whole body was covered with white hair.

Dong Qian's weird laughter was heard not far away, and Wu Zhiyuan saw from the messy hair gap in front of him that she was walking towards him step by step, and the white hair all over the ground seemed to recognize the master, separating a narrow gap for her.

Wu Zhiyuan was unwilling, he was not afraid of death, but he felt that he had not found the villagers of Wujia Village, had not seen his parents, and had not done anything for them, so he was killed by a female ghost, and his death was really not worth it.

Just as he was sighing gloomily, Dong Qian suddenly rushed in front of Wu Zhiyuan like a hungry wolf pounced, and a pair of ghost claws choked Wu Zhiyuan's neck again, with surprisingly great force.

Wu Zhiyuan's throat tightened instantly, and he suddenly felt that his breath was not smooth, he hurriedly used his vitality to pour into his palm, shook his hands into a fist, and once again punched out his fists, hitting Dong Qian's chest, but this time Dong Qian did not move at all, and the hands that pinched Wu Zhiyuan's neck were even stronger.

"I said that the Xuanmen Yuan Qi is useless to me, it will only bring me external injuries, but external injuries are not injuries at all for me!" Dong Qian sneered, his hands were strengthened again, Wu Zhiyuan vaguely felt that his neck bone seemed to be about to break, and when his life was dying, he remembered the situation when the Maoshan Treasure Mirror eliminated the female corpse in the tomb in the northwest suburbs of Qingdao, so he subconsciously reached into his arms to touch the Maoshan Treasure Mirror, but as soon as the weak hand reached into his arms, he remembered that the Maoshan Treasure Mirror had already been punctured by the ghost claws of Dong Qian's fake Sheng Wanxiang.

People on the verge of dying will hold on to even a straw, Wu Zhiyuan reached into his arms, it was not nothing, he did not get the Maoshan treasure mirror as he wished, but took out an oval object, the texture of the thing is hard, faintly radiating colorful light, it turned out to be the Buddha bone relics given by Sun Haozi when the temple was broken!

Seeing Dong Qian's grinning face, Wu Zhiyuan couldn't think much about it, he grabbed the relic in his hand, pushed it into Dong Qian's face, and actually stuffed the relic into Dong Qian's mouth.

At this moment, the seemingly ordinary Buddha bone relic suddenly emitted a dazzling white light, and Dong Qian's body became extremely transparent under the illumination of the white light, as if it did not exist in this space.

The white hair that was wrapped around Wu Zhiyuan also disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Dong Qian also screamed in pain, and retracted the hands that were holding Wu Zhiyuan, but tightly choked his throat, with a painful expression on his face.

Wu Zhiyuan was surprised by the scene in front of him, only to see that the relic stayed in Dong Qian's throat, and was tightly stuck by Dong Qian's hand holding his throat, so he did not continue to slide down his throat, but under the strong light emitted by the relic, Dong Qian's upper body began to become shadowy, and the throat was almost completely transparent, so that Wu Zhiyuan could clearly see the location of the relic.

"Help me...... Please...... Save me......" Dong Qian squeezed out these words from the depths of her throat, she looked at Wu Zhiyuan painfully, her eyes were full of pleading and begging.

Wu Zhiyuan has a kind nature, although he knows that Sheng Wanxiang's death was caused by Dong Qian, but the ancestor of the Wu family has always been at fault first, he understands the reason, and thinks that the people of Wujia Village owe Dong Qian too much, and now seeing Dong Qian's painful expression and begging eyes, he suddenly felt a little unbearable.

At this moment, Wu Zhiyuan clearly saw that the relic slid down a few centimeters more than a few centimeters at Dong Qian's throat, and Dong Qian's whole body began to become blurry, as if he was about to be scattered in the next moment.

Wu Zhiyuan was already fighting fiercely in his heart, and seeing that the situation could not be hesitated, he turned his heart on his mind and made the decision to save Dong Qian.

The relics had already slid deep into his throat, and it was impossible to take them out with his hands, in a hurry, Wu Zhiyuan didn't think much about it, suddenly stepped forward and hugged Dong Qian's cheeks, lowered his head and put his lips on Dong Qian's lips.

Dong Qian obviously didn't expect Wu Zhiyuan to use such a method, she had no personnel before her death, and instinctively struggled a little when she saw this situation, but then she became docile, just a pair of wonderful eyes, and naturally there was a surprised expression on her face.

Wu Zhiyuan passed his tongue through Dong Qian's jade lips and found that he couldn't touch the relics at all, so in desperation, he closed his eyes, inhaled sharply, and kept sucking Dong Qian's lips with his mouth. Dong Qian was taken aback, her eyes widened, but two blushes suddenly appeared on her pale face, like a sunset. Her hanging hands slowly raised and gently hugged Wu Zhiyuan.

At this moment, all the grievances in the past and present lives have been left behind, and while the lips of the two are touching, their hearts seem to have been connected.

Wu Zhiyuan kept sucking, and the relic gradually moved towards the relic, seeing Dong Qian's throat, Wu Zhiyuan slammed his force, and the relic suddenly rushed through the lips of the two and sucked it into his mouth.

Dong Qian's body immediately returned to normal, and there was no longer a sense of transparency, while Wu Zhiyuan was kneeling on the ground, panting.