Crunch, squeak.

The sound of footsteps on street corners added a touch of oppression to the silent night.

Qinghe had already had the idea of retreating, and some of the ghost qi was pouring into the spiritual position.

Qinghe was going to ask the woman about it.

The slightly obese figure walked to the fence.

Qinghe asked with some hesitation, "Who are you?" ”

He didn't understand the woman's words, how do you think this is a human being, why does the woman say that he is not a human being?

The fat man on the opposite side was silent, staggering towards him, his whole body was flawed, and his gait was full of arrogance.

The woman re-manifested her figure at the right time, looked around blankly, and asked nervously and urgently, "Have we escaped?" ”

"Who the hell is this man? Why do you fear it so much? Qinghe asked puzzled.

"Wen Yang recruited by the Divine Fighting Technique!" The woman's face was frightened, and before the word Wen Yang could be spoken, she had already seen the fist that broke through the layers of ghostly energy.

Like seeing the sun through the clouds, the ghost qi condensed around Qinghe instantly dissipated.

Even the crescent moon hanging on the treetops was much brighter.

"Let's go!" Qinghe stopped talking nonsense, and turned into a cloud of black fog that rolled the woman straight into the sky.

The little fat man didn't continue the pursuit, ran to Su Yu's side and picked him up with one hand, resisted on his shoulder, and rushed into a nearby house.

There was no one in the house, but there was still some firewood in the stove, and it was hot inside.

The little fat man put Su Yu on the bed, Su Yu was still in a coma, and there was no sign of waking up.

"How can this be?" The little fat man scratched his head in a hurry.

Seeing that Su Yujie had been slapped firmly, and the ghost qi invasion was not something that modern medicine could explain, he was in trouble for a while.

"Big brother, are you gone? Big brother, didn't you leave to say a word? How can you wake him up? The little fat man said anxiously.

Seeing that there was no response, the little fat man tried to throw a punch, and a slight crack appeared in the wall that trembled slightly.

"Ancestor, you have a word!" The little fat man wanted to cry without tears.

The old blind man is dead, Su Tangxue is gone, if Su Yu also goes like this, he really can't think about it.

The ancestor still didn't speak.

The little fat man had no choice but to turn Su Yu's body over first and take off his clothes for him.

When he took off his shirt, the little fat man only felt that the sweat-stained shirt was extremely cold to his hand, and he hurriedly racked the clothes by the fire to bake.

Su Yu's body exuded a strong cold air outward, and the surface of his skin was bubbling with white gas visible to the naked eye, and the temperature in the room suddenly dropped a lot.

He was covered in bruises, especially the palm print on his back.

The little fat man stretched out his hand and pressed it tentatively, and there was a feeling of pressing on the ice.

"Damn, what is a person's normal body temperature?"

"It's all zero, so there's no need to check it." The little fat man sat next to Su Yu, dejected.

For a moment, he wanted to boil some hot water directly and pour it on Su Yu, but after thinking about it, he held back.

The little fat man frowned and said: "Hey, it's strange to say, since I met you, I have seen the monster ghost and the fat man, and I have been thinking about the reunion in the future, but you are going to die again, what kind of thing is this!" ”

If you save it, you don't save it, the little fat man is worried.

"The ghost qi has entered the body, and there is no cure." A clear voice rang out.

The little fat man looked left and right, looking for the source of the sound.

Seeing that no one was curious, he asked, "Ancestor, is it your old manifestation?" Let's just say is there a but? ”

"But there's another way to try."

But it's good to have it, the little fat man patted his chest and cheered up and asked, "What do you say, what do you need me to do?" ”

"I just need you to let me take over the body completely, and I have my own way to restore him to his original state." Wen Yang said.

"That's a good feeling, just come." The little fat man was eager to save people, and immediately agreed to Wenyang's request.

"But."

But the little fat man didn't like this very much, and waited for the next words with a wrinkled face.

"If I get on your body, your future attainments in divine combat skills will stop here."

"What do you mean?"

"If you call this technique again, you can only summon me."

The little fat man touched his chin and pondered for a moment and said, "So we are bound?" ”

"It can be understood that way."

"It's important to save people, just do it!"

A cyan tiger talisman appeared out of thin air, hovering in front of the little fat man.

Between the runes circulating on it, the tiger runes turned into bits of brilliance, and all of them drilled into the little fat man's body.

Black streaks stretched out behind him.

The little fat man hissed, a bit like a tattoo, and he slammed his teeth in pain.

The clothes burst from the back, and the unprecedented power was injected into the body, and the little fat man only felt that his own strength was better than that of Fang Cai, but the body did not listen to his own call.

The body is raised little by little, the muscles are gradually raised, and the facial lines are as well-defined as a knife.

The sword eyebrows are in the sideburns, and the heroic spirit is compelling.

A huge tiger talisman is tattooed on the broad back.

Hundred battles and tigers, Wen Yang and Wen Ciqian, the true face is finally seen.

"Damn, transformed?" Surprised and delighted, this time the voice of the little fat man was broken in his mind.

Wen Yang stretched out his hand against Su Yu's back, and the tiger talisman tattoo shone brightly.

The masculine and violent aura crossed into Su Yu's body from Wen Yang's palm.

Su Yu's body surface actually emitted black water vapor, and the bruises and palm prints on his body were also dissipating rapidly.

It lasted for nearly ten minutes before Wen Yang slowly withdrew his hand and quietly handed over the control of his body.

The little fat man stood up with a spirit, and a feeling of emptiness came, and he took two steps with difficulty and fell into the chair, feeling hollowed out.

The sudden tiredness made his heavy eyelids droop, and the magic technique consumed too much energy, and the little fat man fell asleep directly.

When he woke up again, it was already the head of the sun, and the little fat man opened his eyes in a daze and glanced at Su Yu busily.

Under the warm sun, Su Yu was still asleep, but his snort was at least well-proportioned and powerful, and his body was not as cold as last night.

The little fat man covered him with a quilt and stretched.

After sleeping in a chair all night, I felt stiff in my limbs, and I felt a sense of weakness at the beginning of a serious illness.

Touching the green beard, the little fat man looked at himself in the mirror with a sad face, and his big face had lost weight in two days.

There was a noise outside the door.

The little fat man picked up the shovel and walked out.

With the eldest brother on his body, he has a lot of confidence.

Kicking the door open, a family of three appeared outside the house.

The little girl curled up in her mother's arms and looked at the little fat man in horror.

The man's chapped lips opened and closed for a long time before he spoke: "I know who you are, the village chief has already run away, and we have nowhere to go." ”

The little fat man looked at the trembling woman, and wondered, "This is your home?" ”

The man nodded and said, "I escaped by luck yesterday, I know that you are not ordinary people, please spare my family, if there is anything you need help, I will do my best." ”

The little fat man turned sideways and looked around and found no other figures, which allowed people to enter the house.

A short time later, the woman came to the table with a steaming meal.

The little fat man eats happily.

The man was a little restrained, and looked at Su Yu on the bed with jealousy.