Zhang Fan..... I got it..... Saved you!! Feng Hui sighed deeply, took a deep breath, and the supernatural power exploded, and in the next second, she disappeared.

At the time of her appearance, she had already appeared on the second floor of the Maoshan incense candle shop. At this time, Feng Hui, through the terrifying supernatural, spanned an endless distance and directly locked Zhang Fan's position.

When she came here, Feng Hui saw Zhang Fan lying on the sofa at a glance, with no breath at all.

"Zhang Fan....." Feng Hui's eyes were full of bloody tears, and he was about to rush up to check on Zhang Fan's situation.

But before she could take a few steps, she turned her head sharply again and looked behind her. Because she felt an extremely terrifying supernatural that was descending little by little.

As soon as he looked, Feng Hui saw a wooden door that was constantly flowing blood, shrouded in sticky darkness.

And in the sticky darkness, a bald ghost with no face was leaning out most of his body, trying to get out.

At the same time, around the wooden door, Feng Hui also found that all the powerful ghosts belonging to Zhang Fan were guarding against the invasion of bald ghosts.

"What's going on?!" Feng Hui's body moved, and he teleported to the side of Sai Lao Immortal and the other powerful ghosts.

"Huh?" Hearing the voice coming from beside him, Sai Laoxian subconsciously looked, and when he saw Feng Hui, his face instantly showed excitement and ecstasy, and he exclaimed in surprise and shouted: "Feng Hui, you are finally here!" Hearing this, Jin Cuihua and other ghosts present looked over one after another, and they also saw Feng Hui.

"What the hell is going on?!" Feng Hui was carefree and asked in a low voice.

"Alas! It's a long story!! ”

"Wait a minute, I'm telling you, we'd better expel this ghost first, or we'll be killed by him when he's fully here!" Sai Laoxian just wanted to say something to Feng Hui, but when he saw the body of the bald-headed ghost behind the wooden door coming over again, his expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly said.

"Don't waste time, let me clean up this ghost, you tell me all the causes of Zhang Fan's death!" After saying that, Feng Hui stepped forward and slapped the bald ghost.

This slap seemed to contain a huge amount of power, and it directly pulled the powerful ghost back into the wooden door and disappeared.

This slap was smooth, clean, simple and violent, and stunned all the powerful ghosts such as Sai Laoxian.

None of them thought that such a terrifying ghost, under Feng Hui's slap, would not even have a chance to resist.

"Alright, you can tell!" Feng Hui's eyes became extremely cold, and he didn't give Sai Lao Immortal a good look.

Even Zhang Fan can't take care of him, what use do you want? If it weren't for Zhang Fan's face, Feng Hui might have to go berserk and kill people.

Seeing that Feng Hui had murderous intent on his face, Sai Laoxian sighed, and could only bite the bullet and tell the story of the incident.

After a while, Sai Laoxian finally finished speaking. After Feng Hui listened, her curved willow eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

"I take this so-called soul flag, enter the back of this wooden door, and I can summon Zhang Fan's soul back?" Feng Hui took the Soul Banner from Sai Lao Xian's hand, looked at the Soul Restraint Rope again, and asked in a low voice.

"That's right! That's it! ”

"If so..... That's the best, but if I find out, this can't resurrect Zhang Fan, all the ghosts you have here today will be buried by Zhang Fan!! Feng Hui held the spirit flag in his left hand, and the end of the soul rope in his right hand, and glanced at the old immortal coldly.

"You don't have to worry about it, if Zhang Fan can't be resurrected, we will die together!! Our feelings for Zhang Fan will not be worse than yours! Regarding Feng Hui's threat, Sai Laoxian didn't take it seriously, and smiled slightly.

"Without further ado, I'll start right away!" Feng Hui didn't want to waste time, so she rushed into the sticky darkness of the wooden door with the spirit banner and soul rope.

As Feng Hui rushed in, her figure disappeared in a flash.

"It worked!" Seeing Feng Hui enter, Sai Laoxian and the other powerful ghosts all breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, they were really afraid that Feng Hui would also become a paper person, but fortunately she was not.

"Everyone, next, just wait for Feng Hui to summon Zhang Fan's soul back! Once she feels the vibration of the Soul Restraint Rope, it means that she has succeeded! ”

"In addition to this, we must also pay strict attention to the fact that in the process of conjuring spirits, do not let the seven-star lamp go out, otherwise, Zhang Fan and Feng Hui will lose their way back!!" Sai Lao Xian stroked his beard and said loudly with excitement on his face.

After Sai Laoxian finished speaking, Jin Cuihua and other powerful ghosts all nodded. At this time, Chu Chu walked over with a hesitant expression, looked at Sai Laoxian and asked, "What is the relationship between this woman named Feng Hui and Zhang Fan?" Why is she ......"

"Whew! What can I say about this....." Sai Laoxian sighed, and after a little silence, he said again: "I can only tell you like this, this Feng Hui...... She likes Zhang Fan! That's all, of course! ”

"Like Zhang Fan?" Chu Chu's eyes were stunned, he was silent for a while, and nodded silently. ....... The misty world was shrouded in a thick black air, and the heavens and the earth were chaotic, with no sun, moon and stars in sight.

The earth was black and soft, and stepping on it was like stepping on rotting bones. The cold cold of the forest is accompanied by the ghost crying wolf howling yin wind, whirring and blowing, making people unable to distinguish, southeast and northwest, unable to find the direction.

Feng Hui's figure appeared here at a certain moment. Feng Hui looked around, and her eyes gradually became solemn.

It's terrifying here, and in many places, there are supernatural fluctuations, as if there are unknown ghosts hiding there.

Feng Hui glanced back behind her, but she didn't see the wooden door when she came in. The wooden door was gone, and I don't know where it went.

Although the wooden door is not there, in the place where the wooden door should have existed, there are seven bright candles in the dark, swaying incessantly.

They don't seem to be disturbed by the supernatural, and they have always maintained the effect of evasion, guiding Feng Hui on the way home.

Although the wind was blowing, it still could not affect the existence of the seven bright candles, and this scene looked extremely strange.

Feng Hui looked at the seven candles, and she didn't have many surprises. When she first came in, Sai Laoxian told her.

These are the seven star lamps, which are prepared for them to light the way back. Taking a deep breath, Feng Hui turned his head again, slowly raised the spirit flag, and began to call Zhang Fan's name according to the method taught by Sai Laoxian.

Only by constantly calling Zhang Fan's name can Zhang Fan's soul be summoned back.

"Zhang Fan ....."

"Zhang Fan ......"

"Zhang Fan......" Feng Hui called out Zhang Fan's name loudly while waving the spirit flag in his hand vigorously.

Feng Hui's shouting voice was very loud, resounding in the strange chaotic world, lingering for a long time, and it was extremely harsh.

But no matter how she called, she didn't see Zhang Fan appear. On the contrary, in the area far away from Feng Hui, there were patches of black shadows, staggering to their feet.

"Zhang Fan ......"

"Zhang Fan ......"

"Zhang Fan ......"...... Feng Hui continued to call Zhang Fan's name. But Zhang Fan's figure still did not appear.

But the number of those weird black shadows around is increasing. One, two, three, four, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, tens of thousands of black shadows staggered to their feet at Feng Hui's call.

And with Feng Hui's every call, these tens of thousands of black shadows will be multiplied like a fission.

In just the past ten minutes, around Feng Hui, they were all surrounded by dense and oppressive black shadows.

Feng Hui didn't care what these black shadows were, and she didn't care what they were. The only thing she cares about now is Zhang Fan.

No matter what the price is, she has to summon Zhang Fan's soul back. After a long time, Feng Hui also called for a long time, and the spirit flag in her hand also waved for a long time.

But Zhang Fan's soul still did not appear.

"Why..... I can't find you?! Feng Hui had deep grief on her face, and there were blood and tears flowing from her eyes.

The heart-rending pain is getting stronger and stronger. The side effects of the destruction of the spiritual position continue to intensify.

At this moment, Feng Hui was worried, afraid. She was not worried about her physical condition, but worried that she would die first before she found Zhang Fan.

Once he dies, there is really no one in the world who can save Zhang Fan. Regarding Zhang Fan's feelings, Feng Hui can't say anything.

Obviously, the two of them haven't known each other for too long, but Feng Hui really likes Zhang Fan. From curiosity at the beginning, to good feelings later, to admiration, and finally to current admiration.

The process was swift and lasted only a few days.

"What if..... I was ..... In a desperate hand, you can stay by your side, you ..... Maybe...... It's not going to die!! Feng Hui muttered in a low voice, her voice a little choked.

Hate, she really hates, hates her own incompetence, hates her uselessness. What if you're powerful?

In the end, I can't even protect the people I like!! So what's the use of this terrifying supernatural?

Feng Hui choked and sobbed, she endured the discomfort of her body, and began to wave the spirit flag in her hand again.

"Zhang Fan ......"

"Zhang Fan ......"

"Zhang Fan ......"

"You..... Where the hell is it?! Feng Hui called out loudly, and with every call, an indescribable black shadow stood up from the darkness.

Time passed little by little, Feng Hui shouted as she walked, and gradually deepened towards the darkness ahead. Time has no meaning in this chaotic world.

Everything was so pale and lifeless. Here, there is only eternal death, and the silence of darkness.

The fear of the unknown and the coldness of the abyss will only crush the creatures that step into it until they are completely destroyed.

As she advanced, the dark shadows who were constantly blocking in front of her also avoided one after another, not daring to block Feng Hui's footsteps.

Strange to say, these black shadows just became more and more numerous with Feng Hui's call, but none of them stepped forward and attacked Feng Hui, all of them stood stiff and numb in place, motionless.