Bai Wuchang's hand that had just been slightly hooked suddenly clenched, and the red rope suddenly burst in the air.

There was a "bang" sound of glass breaking, and the explosion frightened Jin Ling beside him.

Bai Wuchang felt Jin Ling's panic, and wrapped Jin Ling tightly in his chest with his other arm, which made Jin Ling, who was a little frightened, come to his senses.

I saw that Bai Wuchang's palm immediately took on a sword shape again, and swung the drop of essence blood suspended in mid-air in the direction of Jin Ling's forehead.

As if hearing an order, the essence blood came straight to this Jin Ling's forehead, as if it was about to break through Jin Ling's head.

"Don't be afraid." Bai Wuchang whispered a word of comfort.

But this essence blood rushed towards him like a sharp sword, how could anyone not be afraid!

Jin Ling, who had never seen such a world, closed his eyes tightly, and his mouth was so frightened that he bared his teeth for fear that this drop of essence blood would be like the one played in the TV series.

I was afraid that this essence blood would turn into a sharp sword and penetrate his head directly.

The hand held Bai Wuchang's arm tightly, and his nails were inlaid into Bai Wuchang's flesh.

Bai Wuchang's expression was painful, but he didn't stop Jin Ling's movements, and let Jin Ling pinch himself like this.

Until the flesh of Jin Ling's fingernails pressed against his arm, a trace of scarlet appeared.

But the truth was not as Jin Ling expected, this drop of Mo Qing's essence blood did enter the middle of Jin Ling's forehead.

It's just that it didn't pierce Jin Ling's head, but it was like raindrops falling on the skin, and it disappeared into invisibility in a blink of an eye.

Jin Ling's forehead was lightly tapped, and then the world fell silent.

Bai Wuchang just wrapped his arms around Jin Ling, retracted and gently patted Jin Ling's head.

"Open your eyes, it's all right."

The tone was extremely gentle, for fear of adding fuel to Jin Ling's current nervousness.

Bai Wuchang stared at Jin Ling, who had a doting look on his face and closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

This little ghost doesn't always look like he's not afraid of heaven and earth.

Why was it so scared like this for such a small scene?

After a while, although Jin Ling's eyes were dark, seeing that nothing had happened, Bai Wuchang just said that he would open his eyes.

Jin Ling was scared, this was the first time she had seen someone use magic.

Yes, it's magic anyway.

She couldn't say it, in short, this kind of trick that only ghosts and gods could use Jin Ling had only seen in TV series.

The red rope just now was very jadeite, and the pia was shattered in one fell swoop.

As soon as Bai Wuchang's palm was pushed, Mo Qing's soul was separated.

And that blood-red drop of blood came only for itself.

How can ordinary people accept this?

However, she felt that there was no other movement, and she squeezed out a gap in her right eye, carefully observing the situation in front of her.

Seeing that the world was still the same as before she closed her eyes, and nothing had changed, she opened both eyes with confidence.

"That's it?" Jin Ling muttered in a low voice.

seemed to cheer herself up, and also raised her tone, for fear that Mo Qing would find out that she was so timid.

But the eyes of the black cat Mo Qing became extremely fierce, staring at him.

The soul that had just been separated from the illusory was reunited with the body of the black cat.

Jin Ling looked at Mo Qing with a little stunned in his eyes, and he didn't dare to look directly.

Bai Wuchang directly spread out his palm, and a new red rope was floating inside.

"Get your hands."

Bai Wuchang only said four words simply, and Jin Ling did so.

I saw that the new red rope seemed to have spirituality, and it jumped to Jin Ling's wrist by itself.

It disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Magic again!?"

Jin Ling pointed to the location of the disappeared red rope on his wrist and exclaimed.