Chapter 202 Whose Wheezing Is This!

Looking at the wooden bed that exuded a faint smell of decay, Feng Wanli rubbed his chin, but his eyes looked at the room next door, sitting cross-legged, opening his mouth slightly, the purple-red sword pill in his body kept spinning, and wisps of invisible aura continued to pour into his mouth and nose like silk.

The aura is like an ice spring, flowing in the mouth and nose, blood veins, dantian, and the whole body is cold, but it is not the kind of cold and biting cold, but a kind of chill that you can completely bear.

"After generating the sword pill, the recovery rate of the spiritual power in the body increases so fast!"

Feng Wanli's eyes were slightly closed, feeling the continuous recovery of the spiritual power in his body, and he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, the recovery speed of this spiritual power was really too fast, it only took about three hours for him to completely recover the spiritual power in his body.

"That's fine!"

Feng Wanli nodded, pointed to a wooden house near the window, and said, "You guys can sleep here." ”

Ling'er nodded: "Mmmm!"

At this time, it was not early, and everyone chose their rooms, and then returned to their rooms and rested.

"Click!

At this moment, a continuous sound of stepping on the ground continued to sound, as if it was far and near, Feng Wanli couldn't help but open his eyes, put the aura in his mouth into the dantian, and then spit out the last breath of turbidity, stretched his limbs, slowly stood up, and came to the front of the house.

With a slight push of his right hand, the unlocked wooden house was slowly pushed open.

The pitch-black night was like a giant beast devouring people, as if it was about to swallow the wind completely.

"Sting!"

Feng Wanli's right hand waved slightly, and after the Starfire Technique was cast, a palm-sized fireball was like a flame spirit, enveloping his right hand and completely expelling the devouring darkness.

"Huh?"

Feng Wanli sighed lightly, looked at the empty aisle in front of him, couldn't help but roll his eyebrows, and said secretly: "No one?"

"Something is not quite right!"

Feng Wanli's right hand waved slightly, and the flame condensed by the Spark Technique was like a scorching lantern, completely illuminating the long corridor, and Feng Wanli did not stop, walking towards the long corridor in the distance.

"Click!

The footsteps still rang out incessantly, as if they were far and near, as if no one had ever appeared, as if people had never disappeared.

Feng Wanli's eyes were slightly condensed, and the sound in his ears seemed to be south and east, and he didn't know where the strange footsteps came from.

"Old woman!"

The target of Feng Wanli's suspicion is, of course, the old lady who owns the inn downstairs, after all, an old lady manages such a large room, it is very strange to think about it, coupled with the strange footsteps that came from the middle of the night, under the association, the old lady must be the biggest suspicion.

Feng Wanli was about to walk downstairs, when his heart suddenly moved slightly, feeling the footsteps in the distance, and couldn't help but secretly say: "Tune the tiger away from the mountain?"

I've watched too many routine TV series, of course Feng Wanli won't be stupid to leave to explore the source of this strange sound, after all, I know in my heart that everyone's lives are no match for Ling'er, as long as Ling'er is guarded, whether the rest of the people are dead or alive, and what does it have to do with themselves?

Thinking of this, Feng Wanli did not leave, his right hand shook slightly, and the flames condensed by the Spark Technique in his hand dissipated instantly, and then he turned around and walked to the door of Ling'er's room, sitting cross-legged, the purple-red golden pill in his body continued to rotate, and wisps of spiritual power invisible to the naked eye continued to pour into his mouth.

As the condensed flames of the Spark Technique disappeared, the night was like a thin veil, slowly draped over Feng Wanli's body, and darkness descended again.

"Da! Da!"

The sound of footsteps that seemed to be far and near did not stop, as if a person was wandering back and forth downstairs, far and near.

Feng Wanli is not worried, after all, with the existence of King Kong Immovable Ming King's body, the Dharma Protection, even if someone sneaks up, he can react as soon as possible.

Time turns, and in a blink of an eye, it is the second half of the night, just as the wind thinks that tonight will be spent under the constant sound of footsteps, abnormal changes, and suddenly rises.

"Whew, whew!"

A panting sound suddenly sounded in Feng Wanli's ears, and the panting sound was like a terminally ill old man, especially the extremely clear snort, which constantly hit Feng Wanli's exposed skin.

Feng Wan's color changed greatly, and he didn't have time to incorporate the spiritual power in his mouth into the dantian, his right hand slapped the ground heavily, and a ray of golden Buddha light instantly enveloped his body, and under the strong golden light, the darkness within a few meters in front of him was completely expelled.

"No one!"

Feng Wanli's eyes were slightly cold, you must know that when the snort hit his skin, it was very clear, and it didn't seem to be a fraud at all, especially since Feng Wanli hadn't slept yet, but was just cultivating cross-legged, how could Feng Wanli admit his mistake?

"Crackling!"

Feng Wanli raised his right hand slightly, and a cloud of lilac thunder was like a dragon, constantly shrouded in his right hand, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he kept looking around.

After looking around for a moment, there was nothing unusual in the surroundings, as if the footsteps had never appeared.

"Footsteps gone?"

Feng Wanli pinched the purple thunder on his right hand and walked towards the corridor in the distance.

"Whew, whew!"

At this moment, Feng Wanli suddenly felt an abnormality coming from his neck, which was the familiar wheezing sound he had just felt.

"Huh!"

Feng Wanli hurriedly turned his head.

"Whew!", a miserable white face suddenly appeared in front of him.

The human head is as incomparable as an ordinary person, but there is only one head, no torso, the hair is scattered, the face is pale, the wrinkled face shows a strange smile, and a trace of weird red demon flashes.

Feng Wanli's pupils shrank, and with a wave of his right hand, the purple thunder in his hand was like a heavenly punishment, and it smashed directly towards the miserable white face in front of him.

"Crackling!"

Zhengyi Divine Thunder was the most evil, and the purple thunder fell, slashing directly on the miserable white head.

"Woo!

Under the touch of thunder, the miserable white head let out a miserable whimper, which directly turned into a wisp of ashes and dissipated out of thin air.

"It's gone!"

Feng Wanli's pupils shrank, and there was no system prompt sound in his ears, which meant that he didn't kill him.

"The footsteps are gone, the wheezing is gone!"

Feng Wanli pinched his left hand, and the flames condensed by the Starfire Spell once again illuminated the surrounding environment, but no abnormalities were found.

"Click!"

At this moment, the next room suddenly opened, revealing Ling'er with an anxious face in the house, looking at Feng Wanli, and shouted, "Brother Feng, I just heard a strange voice. ”

"It's a ghost!"

Feng Wanli waved his hand and comforted: "But it's been solved, don't worry!"

"Squeak, squeak!"

Soon, the sound of opening the door again sounded one after another, and Shi Gonghu led everyone to appear in front of Feng Wanli, looked at Ling'er and said, "Princess!"

ps: The update has been unstable these days, sorry.

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