"Damn!!" Zhang Fan only felt dizzy, and his body began to be a little cold. Unexpectedly, even the dream demon's right hand lost its effect today.

Since he received the Dream Demon's right hand, he had only been suppressed twice in total. The first time was in the Lubei Psychiatric Hospital, where he was suppressed by the little boy in red on the twenty-second floor, and the second time was here, suppressed by this witch called Marido.

Also at the moment of life and death, Zhang Fanqiang held up his spirit, raised the dream demon's right hand, aimed at Bai Bing's direction, and snapped his fingers.

Zhang Fan was trying to see if the Dream Demon's right hand could succeed. If the Dream Demon's right hand could not defeat this Marido, then he would have to use the parasinic spirit immediately.

Perhaps at this time, only the parasitic spirit can have the effect of breaking the desperate situation of death. The strength of the parasitic spirit, even the devil-level dream demon can't suppress it, Zhang Fan doesn't think that this Mariduo's strength has been so strong that it has surpassed the devil-level dream demon.

With the dream demon's right hand, the moment he snapped his fingers, a force of extinction that could not be described in words suddenly descended.

"Humph!!" At the same time, Marido snorted coquettishly, her body was overwhelmed, she took a step back, and the black humanoid puppet in her hand snapped and broke into two.

One of them fell to the ground, and finally under the gaze of Zhang Fan and Bai Bing, it turned into dust and disappeared, and only the other one was still in Mariduo's hands.

At this moment, the death curse that Mariduo imposed on Zhang Fan through the puppet also dissipated suddenly.

"Whew!!" The medium of the death curse was interrupted, Zhang Fan gasped heavily, and the seven orifices were not bleeding, and the sharp pain in the internal organs gradually subsided.

It seems that the bet was won, and the dream demon's right hand, although the effect of avoiding the supernatural has lost its effect, but the active ability is not, and it can still be used normally.

It didn't hurt Marido much, but at the very least, she wouldn't use the puppets to kill herself.

Bai Bing couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw Zhang Fan use his supernatural right hand to repel Mariduo's supernatural curse.

I didn't expect this little crumb, but I have some skills, and I have grown more than when I first encountered it.

Looking at the amount of blood he consumed quickly, Bai Bing's eyes narrowed, knowing that he couldn't drag it out like this any longer, once he waited for his blood to run out, he wouldn't be able to kill Zhang Fan, a little bastard, today.

"Marido!! Have you had enough? Don't waste time with this little bastard, kill him quickly!! Bai Bing ordered loudly to Marido.

Hearing Bai Bing's voice, the original smile on Mariduo's face suddenly froze, and there was a flash of coldness in her eyes, with resentment, she glared at Bai Bing, she was a red-clothed ghost, and her supernatural power was terrifying to the extreme, who would dare to talk to her like this on weekdays?

I'm afraid it's not impatience to live. Besides, her master is not Bai Bing, a waste, but the big man.

If she hadn't obeyed the big man's orders, she would never have deigned to help Bai Bing.

"Next time...... Command me in this tone, and you will ...... Die! Marido said the last dead word, and her voice became cold and abnormal, revealing endless killing intent.

Being scolded by Mariduo like this, Bai Bing shrank his neck in fright, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, and obediently closed his mouth.

Bai Bing didn't think that what Mariduo said was playing, but that she might really do it.

Thinking of this, Bai Bing's heart beat wildly, and a cold sweat broke out on his back, he didn't want to offend Mariduo, a red-clothed ghost, if he was killed by her in such a daze, it would be too embarrassing.

"Marido, please kill this person!" Bai Bing swallowed his saliva, his voice was very soft, with pleading,

"It's like a human saying!" Mariduo glanced at Bai Bing meaningfully and said in a low voice. After saying that, Marido threw the other half of the puppet in her hand to the ground, took off the big red broom hanging by her side, and held it in her hand.

Next...... She's going to get serious. Although the young man in front of him is also quite strong, he ...... after all Still not enough to see.

"It's time for you..... On the way!! Mariduo crooked her neck, pointed the big red broom in her hand at Zhang Fan, took a pen posture, and suddenly drew a huge dead character in the void.

The dead word was drawn, and the lights of the entire locust tree clinic emitted a sneering sound of electric current, flickering and dimming for a while, affected by the terrifying supernatural power.

In the distance, He Chunsheng, who saw this scene, his face changed suddenly, and his eyes appeared solemn. This Mariduo's methods are really extraordinary, even if it is placed among the red-clothed ghosts, I am afraid that it is the best.

Not only did He Chunsheng look like this, but even Li Mu, who was attacked by Bai Tong, Yanyunke, and Withered Vine, and three white-clothed ghosts, also looked shocked.

"Fangota...... ...... How is it a red-clothed ghost?!! How is this possible?!! Li Mu's voice trembled, revealing shock.

The red-clothed ghosts only exist in legends, and ordinary people can't see them, and this kind of ghosts and monsters are like natural disasters, and the average survivor encounters them, and there is basically only one way to destroy the group.

"Zhang Fan is ...... It's really terrible! Zhou Jianren is not optimistic about Zhang Fan, he has a deep understanding of the horror of the red-clothed ghosts.

Once, in a certain maze scene, almost all of the hundreds of survivors who participated were lost in the hands of a red-clothed ghost, and they had no ability to resist at all.

If it weren't for the fact that in the end, the red-clothed ghost lost interest in continuing to play with them and chose to leave, maybe that time, those survivors who survived by luck would really be finished.

"What are you waiting for, why don't you hurry up and help Zhang Fan!!" Su Qian was a little anxious, she didn't want to see Zhang Fan die on the body of the red-clothed ghost, and wanted to go up to help him.

"But we can't protect ourselves now, what can we do to save Brother Fan!!" Li Mu looked bitter and anxious.

Now they are being targeted by three white-clothed ghosts, and they want to go to the rescue, but they are also more than capable of doing anything, and they are completely powerless.

"What's more, Sister Qian, your white-clothed ghost is also dead......" Li Mu glanced at the dead Xiao Jiang on the ground and added.

"Nope! She's not dead! Su Qian stroked a strand of hair on her forehead and said expressionlessly.

"Not dead?" Li Mu and Zhou Jianren were obviously stunned, not knowing what Su Qian's words meant.

"Yes!" Su Qian nodded.

"Xiao Jiang...... Now is the time! In order to protect Zhang Fan, I allow you to use that trick!! Su Qian's eyes were cold.

As soon as Su Qian's words were finished, I saw that Xiao Jiang, who had not had a head and had been dead for a long time, suddenly moved, and then Xiao Jiang staggered up.

However, not long after she stood firm, her figure gradually expanded, and it exploded with a thud, and exploded into a blood mist that scattered in all directions.

A thick blood mist filled the locust tree clinic, and the terrifying supernatural aura reached its peak at this moment.

"Zizi"! Inside the blood mist, there was a strange sizzling sound, and the blood mist that had spread originally began to gradually intertwine the blood-colored flesh buds in the vertical and horizontal directions, and after a while, a new Xiaojiang emerged.

Beauty! Absolutely beautiful, peerless and rare beauty, displayed on Xiao Jiang's face, her smile, every move, all have a seductive charm.

This beautiful face seems to have a terrible magic, so that anyone who sees it can't help but fall in love with Xiao Jiang.

Whether it is a woman or a man, it is inevitable to fall in love with her. Under Xiao Jiang's left eye, a beauty mole is particularly eye-catching, enough to attract anyone's attention.

When Xiaojiang walked out, the blood mist that spread in the Huaishu clinic had not dissipated, but still existed.

Then, a scene that made Li Mu dumbfounded suddenly happened. I saw that after the first Xiao Jiang walked out, behind her, there was an inexplicable sizzling sound, with new blood-colored flesh buds intertwined, and in the next second, a new Xiao Jiang emerged.

There was no end, the third small river, the fourth small river, and the fifth small river walked out in turn, until after walking out of the ten small rivers, the breath of blood mist gradually collapsed.

"Holy! Sister Qian, what the hell is going on!! Li Mu was startled and didn't know what was going on.

"This is Oe's self-breeding!! These Xiao Jiang are all real her! Koe ...... In a sense, it cannot be killed...... In other words, even if Xiao Jiang only has one cell left, he can be resurrected...... She's a very special kind of goblin! ”

"This ...... How can this be...... If that's the case, Sister Qian, your supernatural strength is too terrifying, Xiao Jiang has this ability, doesn't it mean that with her a white-clothed ghost, it is equivalent to countless white-clothed ghosts? Li Mu's eyes widened, and his tone became much sharper.

One person tops 10,000 people, this is simply incomprehensible. If Xiao Jiang became a red-clothed ghost later, wouldn't it mean that Su Qian would directly have countless red-clothed ghosts?

"You're thinking too much!"

"Xiao Jiang's self-reproduction is not so rebellious, and there are also very serious side effects! That's it..... At this stage, Xiao Jiang can only reproduce 10 by himself, and each of these reproduction divisions is an independent personality, and ...... In fact, they all want to kill each other all the time and become the real Xiaojiang!! Su Qian had no expression on her face, she couldn't see joy, anger and sorrow, as if she was telling a trivial matter.