Chapter 8 The plot is chaotic!

Almost instantly, Feng Wanli could feel that his body was rapidly becoming weakened, and his vitality was rapidly decreasing.

At the same time, a golden talisman suddenly flashed from the center of the eyebrows and drilled into the center of Xiao Yu's eyebrows.

"Ahh

With the golden talisman entering her body, Xiao Yu suddenly kept tumbling, letting out a terrible scream.

"Whew!"

Looking at Xiao Yu, who was constantly rolling in mid-air, Feng Wanli couldn't help but exhale, and laughed at himself: "The body of a 20-year-old young man has actually turned into a seventy-year-old man in an instant. ”

Although due to the system, Feng Wanli still looks about the same as 20 years old, Feng Wanli clearly feels that his breathing has become laborious, and his body knees are bent and weak.

Of course, the most speechless thing is that the original strong and powerful liferoot, at this time, is really eager to live and die, and directly step into old age.

"Fenglang, what's wrong with me!"

At the same time, Xiao Yu, who had been struggling for a while, slowly stopped in front of Feng Wanli, and her originally delicate grimace was much whiter than before.

"Well, obviously, the ghost will turn pale when he is weak!"

Feng Wanli hurriedly shook his head, pulled back the thoughts that had been drawn in his mind, and asked Xiao Yu, "Is there a way for you to recover from my injuries?"

Xiao Yu stared at Feng Wanli's body with a tangled expression, but soon, the imprint that the system had just left in his mind shattered Xiao Yu's careful thoughts.

"I only have the only way to stop the bleeding for you, as for full recovery, I can't do it!"

Xiaoyu shook her head, showing that she couldn't do anything.

"Sure enough!"

"How can you expect the female ghost to recover the spell!" Feng Wanli shook his head with a chuckle, and then said to Xiao Yu: "You stop the blood on my body first, and then go to Master Ren's house to lure my uncle Ninth Uncle back." ”

"Okay!"

Xiao Yu nodded, not resisting Feng Wanli's order in the slightest.

"Whew!"

I saw Xiao Yuxiang's lips move slightly, and a gray air flow rushed into the surface of Feng Wanli's body, and soon something strange happened, the original bubbling and bleeding wound quickly closed, and the blood that flowed out gradually decreased.

"Fenglang, I'm leaving!"

Seeing Feng Wanli's wound recover, Xiao Yu waved his hand at Feng Wanli, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

"I should be the most wasted reincarnation in the entire movie world!"

Looking at Xiaoyu's figure gradually moving away, Feng Wanli directly clicked on the attribute bar to check his own and Xiaoyu's attributes.

Wind Miles (Extremely Weak)

Remaining longevity: 10/6/2 1:27:19

Realm: The first layer of Qi training

Exercise: Soul Condensation Technique (1st Layer): Increases a small amount of mana recovery speed.

Spell: Alchemy (LV1): Can control zombies at the jumping corpse level.

Talents: None

Evaluation: Lost a small amount of yang energy by a female ghost, and lost a weak chicken with 50 years of life.

Xiaoyu (the ghost servant of the wind)

Condition: Good

Realm: Powerful Ghost (Early Stage)

Exercises: Yin Evil Trick (Second Layer) casts spells with evil energy, which can damage people's minds.

Spell:

Object Control: LV2

Illusion: LV3

Yin Fire: LV2

Evaluation: A who was deceived by a negative man.

"What is a negative man???

Feng Wanli was very dissatisfied with the title given to him by the system, and resisted again and again: "One of my blood was taken by her, how can you still say that I am a negative man, and I have lost 50 years of life." ”

Not to mention how Feng Wanli was displeased, Xiaoyu had already come to Master Ren's house at this time, and at a glance he saw the ninth uncle who was scolding Wen Cai Qiusheng.

"Whew!"

For Feng Wanli's order, Xiao Yu actively completed it, and with a wave of his right hand towards the stone on the ground, he saw it pierce the air and smash directly at Uncle Jiu.

"Huh?"

Uncle Jiu's face changed slightly, his hands trembled, and he received the galloping stones.

"Ghosts?"

Feeling the bursts of yin power coming from the stones, Uncle Jiu's eyebrows were tightly twisted together.

"There are ghosts?"

Since his cultivation, this is the first time that Uncle Nine has encountered a ghost and taken the initiative to provoke him.

"Master, what is that?"

Wen Cai looked at the fleeting phantom in front of him, and couldn't help but follow up and ask, "It seems to be a shadow." ”

Compared with Wencai, Qiusheng was more clever, and said: "Look at this direction, it seems to be going in the direction of our Yizhuang!!"

"Yizhuang?" "It's not !! good"

Thinking of Yizhuang, Uncle Jiu's face changed, this female ghost is very likely to be the female ghost that Feng Wanli met last night, and the purpose of this appearance is very likely to be for Feng Wanli.

Although I don't like Feng Wanli very much, but after all, he is his nephew, and if something happens to him, he doesn't like his junior brother to explain.

Thinking of this, Uncle Nine quickened his pace, and it would have taken him several hours to travel, but it only took more than an hour to rush back.

Back in Yizhuang, the body of the old lady Ren was long gone, the ground was full of coffin dregs, bright red blood was everywhere, and his master and nephew were gone.

Seeing the scenes one by one, Uncle Jiu's heart rose with the anger of being poor and poor.

"Uncle save me!"

At this moment, a cry for help suddenly sounded.

Uncle Jiu's heart tightened, and he hurriedly stepped into the house, and at a glance he saw Feng Wanli lying on the beam, his face was happy, and he finally had good news, but when Uncle Jiu saved Feng Wanli, his own nephew rolled his eyes and fainted directly.

"Master, Senior Brother Feng, what's wrong?"

"Yes, master, what's wrong with this kid now?

On the way to sleep, Feng Wanli vaguely heard the conversation of Wen Cai Qiusheng and others in his ears.

It's a long story to say why it's like this.

When Xiaoyu rushed back to Yizhuang, the sky had already darkened, and the old lady Ren jumped out of Yizhuang directly, and all the plans of Feng Wanli were directly shattered, but then Uncle Jiu was about to come back, and he couldn't let him see the abnormal relationship between Xiaoyu and himself, so he asked him to pack up the jade bottle that collected yin qi, and Uncle Jiu and they left in one step.

"He's in a bad state right now!"

Feng Wanli, who was pretending to be asleep, suddenly heard the sound of Uncle Jiu's conversation, and hurriedly held his breath and listened attentively.

Uncle Nine sighed lightly: "His longevity has been lost for 50 years out of thin air!"

"What!" "Fifty years!"

Qiusheng Wencai and the others couldn't help but exclaim loudly, fifty years, you have to know how many people in this era can live past the age of fifty? And at this time, Feng Wanli lost fifty years of life, which is almost equivalent to death.

Uncle Nine paused for a moment and continued: "According to my inference, he should have been sucked by a female ghost Shouyuan!"

"Is there any salvation!" Qiusheng glanced at Feng Wanli on the bed, shook his head, and sighed: "It's pitiful to die when you're only in your twenties!"

Uncle Nine was silent for a moment, but said, "When he wakes up, I will teach him a few health exercises, I hope it will help him." ”