The eyes suddenly turned around, glaring at the black-clothed masked man who came behind. This is the same Hanmo who escaped from Hongliang, even if he has been following the clan witch Ram and Yu for many years, he doesn't recognize what it is when he asks the well-informed Hanmo.

It's just that the eyes of the resentful fiasco made me tremble all over my body, and by such a fierce thing, even if it was a simple gaze, a person with low tolerance would faint on the spot.

In contrast, the erratic ghostly figure has a dead air on its body, it can't smell the scorching blood smell that a living person should have, while Hanmo is a real life, a body odor that volatilizes through the pores of the whole body.

It seemed to smell the fresh and refreshing thick blood, and its eyes cursed the baby's hideous face, letting out a terrible cry, and the longing to eat was sandwiched between the vocal cords of the hungry baby all the year round and flew at high speed in the direction where Hanmo was.

Yes! Han Mo watched the twin pupils curse resentful babies flying over, and in extreme shock, he forgot to escape. The soles of his feet seemed to be fixed to the ground, and it was difficult to move, and his right leg struggled to move backwards, but it was mixed with a stone, and his body fell backwards, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

The swooping eyes of the Cursed Infant showed their fangs as sharp as a sword, and they tore at the artery in Hanmo's neck in one bite. Strands of concentrated plasma were cathartic, spraying along the cracks in the blood veins, straight into the mouth of the ghost baby, and the delicious blood stimulated the ferocity of the ghost baby.

It clenched frantically to the skin of Hanmo's neck, and the arteries cracked wider and wider. Under the strong stinging pain, Han Mo, who had regained consciousness, frantically pounded and knocked on the ghost baby's head.

The ghost baby's body was illusory and unreal, and it was like hitting a tofu block when it was beaten, and it was biting more and more frantically under the stimulation of the bloody qi. The ghost baby's fangs were fused with a highly poisonous paralyzing liquid, and Hanmo's wound was no longer so painful, and under the soothing effect of the toxin, his eyelids were heavy, drowsy, and his resistance was not as fierce as before. From piercing the skin to paralyzing Hanmo, the time for the ghost baby was less than half a minute.

The ram and the belated figure staggered in, and Hanmo's body almost shriveled down into a dried corpse, his limp arms beating the ghost baby's little head weakly.

The ghostly figure on the side was dressed in white, and he didn't know what technique he used, and his entire body was shrouded in a dense white mist, and he couldn't make out his appearance.

He admired with great interest the eyes of the resentful infant preying on Hanmo, and the ram and cosy could even feel the faint playfulness of the man behind the thick fog.

After years of immersion in the way of witchcraft, the ram and his senses are keen, he can't see through the strength of the person in front of him, and the human form shrouded in the mist is even better than ghosts, and it is erratic.

He changed his palm, silently recited a spell in his mouth, and the ghost baby cried sharply, unwilling to let go of the bloody mouth full of fangs, and let go of the delicious prey of Hanmo.

Han Mo had no strength at all, his complexion was pale and fell to the side, the column of blood gurgling out along the tearing gap, and the rise and fall of his chest was already very weak.

The spell cast by the ram and the coy cannot be rejected by the ghost baby, and the call from the depths of the soul resists the bloodthirsty instinct. After leaving Hanmo's body, the ghost baby flew frantically towards the ghost figure wrapped in a hazy mist.

The ghost's figure did not move, still standing firmly in the direction where Shicai was, the ram and the cocoon couldn't distinguish each other's facial features, but they clearly felt that the other party was laughing, how disdainful that smile was.

He quickened the silent chanting of the spell in his mouth, and the ghost baby became more ferocious, and his moving body quickened, leaving only a long series of shadows behind him.

Twenty meters! Ten meters! At a distance of five meters, the ghostly figure hidden in the dense fog finally moved.

A pair of mist-wrapped palms streaked across a semicircle around the surrounding space, and the wind rose from behind the ghost, and the bitter wind rushed wildly, aiming at the ghost baby.

Far away from the fifty rods, the ram and the wind could even feel the strange and sudden wind, so cold that it seemed to emerge from the depths of the deep stratum, the wind blew through the body, but the skin felt hot and burning.

The ram and the coward could not explain how the wind was swept by the ghost.

The next moment, as if around the riverbank, space and time were still, and the ghost baby was frozen in mid-air, fluttering with its teeth and claws, its claws sliding against the surrounding air.

Gradually, the ghost baby's fierce face returned to calm, as peaceful as in the mother's body, and the anger disappeared completely.

Ram and Yu's face changed in shock, cruelty and bloodthirstiness are the nature of this kind of ghost baby, and endless resentment is the source of life for the ghost baby's survival, and the whole body is like a fog, which is an existence that is difficult to eliminate. Only when the ghost baby's anger is exhausted will it be the day of its disillusionment.

However, this is a cursed baby that he has painstakingly refined for twenty years, and his heart is bleeding.

Everything happened in the lightning and flint, and the ghost baby changed to a look of surprise and fear, the shallow figure in the white mist made it tremble and uneasy, and the sharp fangs were fighting in the mouth dripping with the remnants of Hanmo's blood.

The figure in front of him didn't seem to be from this world, the ferocious and evil ghost baby was terrified, and the ghost baby was connected to the ram and the cozy bloodline, and it could only be controlled by spells.

He could feel the fear in the heart of the ghost baby, the coercion from the depths of his soul, and the call of the Nine Netherworlds. The ghost shadow in the white mist is even more evil than the ghost baby, and under the high-level crushing, the ram and the cozy empathize, and their legs begin to twitch.

In the white mist, a pair of eyes flickered, the yin wind intensified instantly, the ghost baby roared unwillingly, and the tragic notes shook the ram and his heart. The yin wind is like a sharp blade, cutting through the ghost baby's illusory mist, tougher than the skin of steel bars.

The body of the ghost baby is like a sawdust blown away, messily broken in the wind, and the remaining limbs are dissolved into the cold wind, and this process is short-lived. There was still a pungent smell of blood in the air, as if the ghost baby had never appeared under this sky. The inexplicable wind disappeared in a moment.

The dust around him blurred the ram and his eyes, and he watched this scene in disbelief, and his heart was in awe and awe of the ghost in the white mist. The ghost baby has been sacrificed by his blood for many years, and his heart and blood depend on each other, and the connection at this moment is completely broken, so he has to believe that the world's evil double pupil curse resentful baby has been killed in this way.

It's like this kind of evil thing shouldn't exist in the world!

So, what about the ghost in front of you? His yin evil is far superior to the double pupil curse resentful infant a thousand times, and he can easily extinguish the ghost infant with a gesture.

The Ram and Cole had completely lost their resolve to resist, and the pressure from the ghost was so great that he was unwilling to fight even though he had other means to use yet.

At this moment, the ram and Yu only wanted to run, back to the southeast corner, and perhaps only the great witch in the Heishui River was the opponent of this person.

He believed that even if he took action himself, it would be impossible to kill the Twin Pupils Curse Resentful Infant so easily.

The ghost smiled, and the eerie smile came from Jiuyu, and the ram and the coy couldn't hear each other's laughter, it was a low-frequency fluctuation.

But he can clearly feel that the other party is really laughing!

(Approaching 200,000 words, ask for recommendations and collections, thank you.) ）