Not everyone in the transcendent realm is like Lin An, who will find a way to solve a problem when he encounters it.

In fact, the vast majority of people are filled with a sense of powerlessness.

Faced with the paradoxical situation that is difficult to guess the principle behind it, in the face of sudden changes that people can't react to, and in the face of their own powerlessness to step by step towards the lich......

There are a few more, who can always have a breath of air like Lin Anxin, and never be discouraged to explore various possibilities.

In this world, helplessness is the norm.

Today's Chen Shuyun, even if she has a lot of memories of the ghost-faced witch period, she is still the soft girl who is weak and wants to rely on her sister and wants to rely on Lin An.

She watched the changes in front of her, and there was only despair.

In fact, if there was a solution to the problem of witch hunters walking towards the stone treasure statue, the world of purgatory would not be the grave of witch hunters and witch hunters for two hundred years.

"Is there really no way?" The ugly head is not willing to accept such an ending!

Obviously, Lin An was fine yesterday!

Obviously, Lin An was still so powerful yesterday, mobilizing the power of his subordinates and the ghosts in the ghost ship, planning to deal with that witch Angel!

Clearly......

Ugly heads are really unacceptable!

In just one night, people are gone?

Isn't that a joke!

But intellectually, it also knows that there have been many, many examples of this in the transcendent realm for two hundred years.

"I can't ......help it," the little squirrel muttered, his fluffy little body lying on Lin An's cheek and rubbing it gently, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

The smile was so resolute.

It looked at its head and exhaled deeply, "But maybe the Ghostface Witch has a way!" ”

“？？？” The head looked at it suspiciously.

The little squirrel just stood up slowly, crossed his waist, tilted his head, and his plush face was full of pride, "Yes! Ghost-faced Witch! ”

It smiled slightly, and said in an indescribable tone, "You must know that in this transcendent world, the person who has reached the extreme of the transcendent path after the legendary witch-hunting knight Lu Tingyu is not Cao Jiang!" It's not Lin An! ”

"It's me, Chen Shuyun!"

As he spoke, it turned its head to look at the seemingly ferocious but actually muddy white snake entrenched in the room, and the corners of its mouth were slightly hooked, "The Witch Hunter Knights have to lower their noble heads with the antlers in one hand, and the ambitious Liu Yuanmou in the other hand is a low-lying ghost-faced witch!" ”

The ugly head opened its mouth to say something, but was stunned to find that it couldn't refute it.

Yes, although Cao Jiang and Zhang Baishu were not at home back then, Luo Shiren, Chen Fugui, Yan Zidu, Tang Hanmeng and more than a dozen people, all of them were top bosses who could start a sect and establish a sect outside.

With such a terrifying combination of strength, he was beaten by the ghost-faced witch and shrunk his head, and watched as a Shen Monkey City Wizard Association was established on his own territory.

Such a ghost-faced witch, what a demeanor!

The ugly head doesn't know, but it's extremely shocking.

The little squirrel stretched out his little paw and patted his head, "Whether you are Lin An's spirit or not, it's a pleasure to know you." ”

With that, it turned and walked to the edge of the bed, looking up at the huge white snake that was entrenched in the room.

"Come on, I know, as long as you take off your guards, the past will sweep in, and it will swallow the present......"

It muttered and looked back at Lin An.

A shadow quickly loomed over its head.

In an instant, the white snake pounced like this, opened its huge mouth, and tore down at the little squirrel.

"No!" The head exclaimed, and before he could jump over and open the little squirrel, his eyes widened, and he watched the big white snake swallow the little squirrel in one bite.

With an irrepressible wail of pain, the little squirrel was finally left with only a few drops of blood dripping from the corners of the big white snake's mouth.

"What the hell am I ......" The head looked at the big white snake angrily, but he didn't know what to do.

The little squirrel is Chen Shuyun, and the big white snake is also Chen Shuyun.

He couldn't even get the other party to kill and avenge the little squirrel.

Killing at the spiritual level, in the material world, is essentially a personality change of the individual soul.

It's so paradoxical and cruel.

Chen Shuyun, who was crying on Lin An's body, had long black hair scattered, and some of his hair began to turn white.

I don't know how long it took, but with a cracking sound of ice, the spellcasting medium bracelet on Chen Shuyun's white wrist suddenly cracked.

Her black hair turned white overnight, so white.

Chen Shuyun wiped away her tears, looked at Lin An silently, pursed her lips, and the weak curve of her face became a little tight, which made her look inexplicably fierce and even violent.

It turns out that a change in mindset can really change a person's way of thinking.

Outside the window, I don't know when the sunlight has sprinkled in, sprinkled on her and Lin An's bodies, and the dust in the air is like a jumping elf, fluttering in the pillar of light.

Suddenly, her heart moved, looking at the sunlight that spread through her fingers to Lin An.

"Connecting ......"

Yes!

There is some kind of wonderful connection between her and Lin An!

Perhaps, through this connection, she can go to the game world where Lin An's soul is at the moment, and save Lin An's heart!

It's just that......

How?

She quickly recalled the memories in her head, trying to find a suitable sorcery for the method, only to find that her mind suddenly became much duller.

It's as if she's lost her past, hiding in a witch's assembly under the protection of her sister, facing the world at a loss.

However, it's not impossible to recall, is it?

She didn't want to give up!

She opened the space vanity box again, pulled out a dagger engraved with runes from it, and slashed her eyes straight down to her fingertips without blinking.

Blood gushed out, as if pulled by force, turning from the fingertips into a red thread and floating into the air.

In this way, she pursed her lips, and the dagger slashed again and again, quickly slicing five fingers.

With the surging power of witchcraft, a tearing pain spread from the depths of his heart.

Red threads twist and wriggle in mid-air, turning into a complex and ever-changing pattern.

Pain!

Pain!

As the so-called ten fingers connect the heart, the power of this witchcraft is precisely the power to mobilize the blood to the depths of the soul.

Bloodline Soul Curse!

This is modern witchcraft, and Suo means search, which means to retrieve one's own soul with the help of the power of the body's bloodline.

Soon, the memories of the past slapped in layers like ocean waves, Chen Shuyun pursed his lips and endured the stinging pain of burning blood and the explosion of his brain caused by the surging of memories, and soon his eyes lit up.

Bang~

The dagger fell to the ground, and the red thread in mid-air once again seemed to go against the current, and it quickly drilled back towards the finger.

This magic works perfectly!

But the side effects are also terrible, if those red silk threads just now are affected by external forces, they will damage their memories at least, and they will hurt their blood and soul at worst.

But no matter what, Chen Shuyun finally found a way.

- Soul of the Tarsus, also known as 'I Am Your Nightmare'.

It's a curse that isn't that powerful.

The spellcaster turns into a nightmare and enters the psyche of the other party, tormenting the other person all the time.

It is said that it was invented by a lovelorn witch, and with this curse, although not very powerful, it is extremely difficult to get rid of, and tortures the man who cruelly abandoned her to the point of madness.

The specific effect is to incarnate as a portable grandfather, and then frantically interfere with the other party, accompanied by all kinds of screams and scolding that can be heard by covering your ears.

The curses are non-stop, the curses are endless, and the chatter is endless.

With a way, Chen Shuyun didn't hesitate, turned over and climbed onto Lin An, supported his chest with both hands, and lowered his head and muttered a spell.

The power of the witchcraft surged, and an eerie blue-red glow emerged from her hands.

Boom~

A feeling of weakness came to his heart, Chen Shuyun closed his eyes and fell on Lin An's body.

Suddenly, a blue-red phantom that was exactly the same as her surged on her body, smeared with stars in the sun, turned into a thick fog, and rushed towards Lin An's eyebrows.

Where the two touched, tiny currents erupted from time to time, as if something was resisting.

Soon, as the great white snake roared angrily, the fog sank in.

The ugly head looked at the scene in front of him in amazement.

Suddenly, the vision jumped in from those electric lights, and I saw a beating hairy heart, connected with silk threads, along with countless living beings.

Those creatures are either sitting in front of the computer playing the game "Witch Hunter", or holding their mobile phones to watch short videos or pictures about "Witch Hunter Knight", or are guided by the game into the state of deer breathing......

The hearts of these people are filled with all kinds of brilliance, and along those silk threads, they converge into a sea of colorful spiritual stars.

"Huh?"

It suddenly saw one of the silk threads connecting Chen Shuyun, and then spread straight towards it and the Great White Snake.

As his heart beats, he pulls it violently, and he pulls the two spirits into it.

Kiss~

After the eerie noise, the room was quiet again.

The sun is shining.

A gentle breeze.

Only Lin An, who did not know whether he was alive or died on the bed, and Chen Shuyun, whose hair was scattered and lay on Lin An's body unconscious.

(End of chapter)