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Looking back, the old grandson almost fell to the ground in fright.

In front of him, a thing with a stiff face, blood-red eyes, and slightly leaky fangs stared straight at him.

"Don't... Other... Come here..."

The old grandson raised his harpoon tremblingly, trying to resist, but his fear had already betrayed his fragile heart.

Just as the monster-looking creature was about to leave, behind him, a pale and weak word came.

"Maozi, stop!"

As the words fell, Yi Xiaochen walked out of the back of the forest with a cane made of tree branches, his face was pale, and he looked like a dying person.

Xiao Mao let out a few low roars from his throat, strode forward, walked to the wolf corpse, lifted a hundred and ten pounds of dead beast, bit its neck and swallowed blood, and within half an hour, the wolf corpse became a shriveled dry wood skin.

Then Xiao Mao and Yi Xiaochen relied on each other and walked to the forest, but when he passed by the old grandson, Yi Xiaochen felt that he seemed to have a cold evil spirit smell on his body, and looked back at the old grandson, and as a result, he saw the old grandson at this glance The cool breeze swished in the bottom of his heart, and he almost fell to the ground.

During the whole process, the old grandson stood aside, he didn't seem to believe his eyes, how could there be such a person in the world.

Carrying the two big grass carp back to the boat, the old grandson looked anxious, and Sun Jing, who didn't know why, was a little scared in his heart, and asked softly: "Dad, what's wrong with you?" ”

The old grandson wiped the rain from his face, and stammered a little: "No... It's okay, what's wrong with your brother? ”

As a result, the voice fell, and Sun Hao, who was unconscious in the cabin, coughed violently, and a mouthful of black blood couldn't stop flowing out. When the old grandson saw it, the whole person panicked, for half a month, he thought about treating his son, but there were dead patients everywhere, and the doctors were lying on the ground, who would show him.

Spitting and spitting, Sun Hao opened his eyes, and the bloodshot eyeballs were really terrifying, directly paralyzing Sun Jing to the ground in fright.

"Dad, kill me, kill me, I can't stand it, I can't stand it..."

Listening to his son's words, the old grandson was panicked and scared, and he didn't know what to do at all? At this time, a burst of cool air hit, and the old grandson was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, he looked at it again, and the whole person stood still again.

Yi Xiaochen limped to the boat, staring at Sun Hao who wanted to go crazy, his eyes turned slightly red, through the soul power, he clearly saw an invisible evil spirit emerging behind Sun Hao, this evil spirit was red like a flame, and his empty body was tightly wrapped around Sun Hao's neck, slowly sucking his remaining popularity.

"Whew..."

With a long breath of gasp, Yi Xiaochen's eyes were cold, he threw away his crutches, hunched his body, and walked in front of Sun Hao, ignoring the stupidity of the old grandson and Sun Jing's panic.

He stretched out his arm full of silver-gray veins, and grabbed the neck of the owner Sun Hao, and his own dead qi immediately spread to Sun Hao's body.

Sun Hao was stuck in the neck, his eyes were constantly swollen red because of bloodshot, his limbs were kicking, and he wanted to break free, but Yi Xiaochen's strength continued to increase, and his seemingly thin arm was like an iron tong, firmly strangling Sun Hao.

With another thunder in the sky, the old grandson suddenly came back to his senses, and when he saw his son's appearance, he picked up the harpoon like crazy to stop Yi Xiaochen, but Xiao Mao was already standing in front of him, a cold and ruthless look, a trace of hellish cold corpse qi, and the last trace of blood crushed the old grandson.

"Life and death, resentment and iniquity, are all sins in the world, and if you encounter it, this is your life..."

Yi Xiaochen muttered these words, wisps of soul power were released from his body through the dead qi, and he felt the evil qi, and the evil spirit wrapped around Sun Hao's neck was like a little ghost who was frightened and wanted to flee when he saw the king of Hades, but Yi Xiaochen had already controlled it and would never let go of this evil thing.

Under the powerful power, through Sun Hao's body, this filthy and greedy evil spirit erupted into a shrill roar, which made the old grandson's father and daughter almost lose their souls.

When the momentum was suppressed to a certain point, accompanied by another explosion of thunder, Yi Xiaochen's eyes were cold, his spirit was furious, and the evil spirits were instantly dispersed and turned into wisps of stars, and then these stars mixed with residual thoughts were quickly absorbed by Yi Xiaochen.

Without the devouring of evil spirits, Sun Hao's mind returned, and half his life also returned.

Looking at the old Sun Tou and Sun Jing standing in front of him, his chapped throat finally let out a normal word: "Dad, Sister Jing, how is Mom?" ”

Lao Sun Tou stared at his son who had come back from the dead, his inner feelings were extremely complicated, looking at the heavy rain outside, and then looking at the strange people who had disappeared in the forest, Lao Sun Tou immediately got up and ran outside.

Getting off the ship, Yi Xiaochen still looked half-dead. Behind him, Xiao Mao followed honestly, and floated in the mountain stream for four days, and the two of them went ashore on a river beach, which can be regarded as picking up a life.

It's just that strictly speaking, the two of them are dead, and Xiao Mao has completely become a zombie due to the erosion of the evil spirit control, except for the trace of life in his heart, he is no different from a corpse. And he and the drought are desperate, the filthy desire and evil have already broken the character, the reason why there is still humanity and ideas, is nothing more than the support of the demon soul and the soul, I really want to look for it in the depths, but there is also the root of the best hidden in the deepest part of the soul.

"Maozi, my brother broke his promise and didn't let you recover your body!"

Under a tree, the tired Yi Xiaochen sat down to rest, these days, every time he saw Xiao Mao, he was full of guilt, a person who should have lived a normal life became what he is now, and even part of the reason was caused by himself.

Xiao Mao has no evil spirit to fill his body, the black hair has faded, his stiff body leans aside, and his dark and deep eyes reveal a trace of sadness, which can be regarded as the expression of all his emotions.

At this time, the old grandson ran from a distance, and when he saw the two of them, he gasped and said loudly: "You... You saved... My son... I... I... I've kowtowed to you. ”

Saying that, the old grandson ignored the muddy rain all over the ground, knelt down and knocked up, but Yi Xiaochen looked at these without touching at all, as if the old grandson was not thanking him.

After kowtowing more than ten times in a row, and finding that there was no sound, Lao Sun Tou raised his head and saw that Yi Xiaochen and the others had gotten up and left, but Lao Sun Tou held back a stubbornness in his heart, although he didn't know who these people were, but he could save people's lives, he had to kowtow to thank them, he had to stop them, and continue to save those poor people who were still on the verge of life and death.

"Benefactor..."

The old grandson's close pursuit made Yi Xiaochen irritable, feeling his changes, Xiao Mao turned around suddenly and threw himself at the old grandson, the old grandson was defenseless, and was directly pressed to the ground by Xiao Mao, staring at the big mouth of Xiao Mao's corpse, his soul was about to be frightened.