Gray and black rain, falling.

Deep blue water, swinging.

Luo Yan looked directly at Zou Cai and the others in the water in front of him, and there was a chill in his heart.

The medicine bottle ghost beside him also shook his blackened arm reluctantly.

What... The ghost can't control your blood pressure!?

Luo Yan was a little surprised, although the suppression ability of ghost blood was not used much, it was definitely very strong.

In addition to the weird ability, the medicine bottle ghost doesn't feel too terrifying!?

Luo Yan frowned, and suddenly saw a pair of scarlet eyes flickering under the ghost blood.

And when I saw it before, there was nothing special except dead silence.

Could it be that ... Is this again the effect of some kind of pill?

Luo Yan had a guess, and the sense of crisis in his heart became stronger and stronger.

If even the medicine bottle ghost can't be suppressed, then his situation will become extremely bad.

Just as he was thinking, the familiar figure of the sentence appeared again.

The wrinkled old face appeared in front of him, full of weirdness.

Luo Yan was numb.

At this moment, almost all threats gathered on the rooftop.

A drop of rain fell on his cheeks, instantly corroding flesh and raising scorched smoke.

This is like a signal, and in an instant, all the ghosts are moving!

Zou Cai rolled up the water, took Zhang Qi and other ghost riders, and flew to the rooftop.

The vial ghost struggled violently, and the scarlet in his eyes was incomparably rich, as if indescribable madness was brewing.

The ghost's blood twisted for a while, and it faintly made the medicine bottle ghost struggle out of half of the hole, and it seemed that he would be able to get out quickly.

And the beggar ghost had already shaken the palm of the hand holding the white porcelain bowl and approached Luo Yan.

For a while, there was an embattled taste.

Luo Yan's face was cold, and he was about to use the Ghost Domain, but he didn't want to, the worst happened!

The paleness that shrouded the surroundings, as well as the hideous ghost bones, were in the blink of an eye.

Dissipate like smoke!

Oh, this is really going to push me to a dead end!

Luo Yan's face was gloomy, and the moment the ghost domain disappeared, he felt the recovery of the ghost bones become violent.

There is already very little power left, but some of them can't be controlled!

And the supernatural balance in the body is also very weird.

The power of ghost blood is also a little out of control.

In that case, so be it.

Looking at the chest pierced with ghost bones, Luo Yan stood indifferently.

At least, he's fought hard.

Pity... It's hard to disobey your destiny...

"Whoa~!"

The water rushed down and exploded in front of Luo Yan.

The torrent swept and instantly submerged and swallowed him.

A feeling of suffocation hit, and Luo Yan was in cold water, and his body seemed to be frozen.

He calmly opened his eyes and looked straight ahead.

I saw Zou Cai and the others looking at him equally calmly.

Let's wrap it up...

The secrets of my body will be buried here.

There was no sadness or joy in Luo Yan's eyes, and Zou Cai and the others did not make any moves.

He floated in the water, faintly seeing his final end.

Suffocate to death!

But suddenly, a pale flashed through his eyes.

I saw a cloud of mucus quickly condense in the water and appeared in front of Luo Yan.

The weird tentacles were wriggling, like a puddle of white flesh, which was extremely weird.

It seems that I don't even qualify for death...

This terrible ghost still wants to control me!?

It's disgusting, it's restless to die!

Anger rose in Luo Yan's eyes, and the next moment, the pale mucus rushed onto his face, quickly submerged into his skin, and disappeared.

As soon as he entered his body, Luo Yan felt something strange.

It was as if the body was forcefully broken apart, and some kind of substance was squeezed in.

It's cold and weird, full of ominous feelings.

In an instant, the ghost bones and ghost blood fluctuated.

The two seemed to sense the threat and instinctively tried to suppress the intrusive force.

The ghost bones are whispering, and the ghost blood is boiling.

The fragile supernatural balance between the two instantly stabilized, and the power of madness seemed to find an outlet at once.

All of them were suppressed by the intrusive force.

Luo Yan's face was gloomy, and he instantly judged the situation.

He is a ghost rider who controls two powerful ghosts, and both have strong suppressive power.

Far from being comparable to other ghost handlers.

They may be easily controlled.

But it is not easy to control my Luo Yan.

You just want to control me, right?

Then I'll swallow you first!

I'm going to let you be my third ghost!

Madness flashed in Luo Yan's eyes, suppressed by the combined force of ghost blood and ghost bones, this was the only way he could think of.

Once successful, he will have the potential to reverse the whole situation!

Those who are controlled will in turn become his slaves for him to drive!

This may seem dangerous, but it's a chance to turn the tables on it!

Hopefully, once it appears, Luo Yan will definitely cling to it like a madman!

It's just that as the three forces fought against each other in the body, they gradually fell into a stalemate.

Luo Yan's face changed again.

If you suppress it, the ghost bones and ghost blood work together, but you can barely suppress it...

But how does it feel... What's so strange?

It's just that for a while, Luo Yan didn't feel it.

The cold spirit fluctuated in his body, and Luo Yan lay in the water, no longer moving.

And at this moment, as the white mucus melted into Luo Yan's body.

Zou Cai and the other ghost riders also stopped moving.

The water is rippling and the raindrops are continuous.

The vial ghost stood in place, the ghost's blood had disappeared and he was free.

Its scarlet gaze faded into dead silence.

The beggar ghost stopped, looked away from Luo Yan's body, and swept towards it.

It seems that the moment the pale slime enters Luo Yan's body, it is in the perspective of the ghost.

He's already a dead man!

Suddenly, the yellow mask disappeared.

A white porcelain bowl condensed in the air and landed firmly in the hands of the beggar ghost.

The only change is that the two notes inside have disappeared.

The next moment, the beggar ghost picked up Luo Yan's dropped crutches and wandered aimlessly on the rooftop.

And the medicine bottle ghost and the amputee ghost also left silently.

Gray-black clouds covered the sky, rain poured down, and water covered all sides.

All the guests from outside seem to have rested in peace.

The hospital has returned to the eerie and gloomy beginning.

But in the water, Luo Yan is still alive.

It was only at this moment that he finally sensed that something was wrong.

The ghost bones and ghost blood were faintly out of his control.

Although there had been abnormalities before, with the invasion of white mucus, the restlessness of revival instantly subsided.

His control over ghost blood and ghost bones is like a finger on his arm.

However, at this moment, I was suddenly a little powerless.

In the suppression of the slime ghost, it seems to have reservations, and strangely retracts some of the power.

And that part of the power, Luo Yan can't control it at all.

The master seems to have turned into the slime ghost.

What's going on!? Is the ability to control so terrifying?

Luo Yan couldn't imagine what kind of disaster such a terrifying ghost would cause if he ran into the real world.

Quietly controlling a group of ghost handlers, that kind of situation, it's terrifying to think about.

No... Wrong... This feeling doesn't feel like control...

Be... It's parasitism!