Could it be...
Did Yongye have supernatural powers before...
Wang Ye took a deep breath and frowned slightly as he looked at the middle-aged ghost who was still walking by himself as if he hadn't seen him and Zhou Han at all.
"Is it because the ghost's killing pattern is not triggered?"
Wang Ye whispered to himself, then took off the hemp rope and threw one end into the air.
Zhou Han took the hemp rope and looked at each other...
Along the way, she had learned about the function of hemp rope and was shocked by its power.
"bundle!"
Wang Ye only said one word, but Zhou Han understood Wang Ye's thoughts instantly.
Then two people, one on the ground and one in the air, each held one end of the hemp rope and circled crazily around the ghost.
In just a few seconds, the hemp rope was wrapped around the ghost's body.
His somewhat stiff steps stopped, like a ghost that had been suppressed before, his eyes empty.
"Done?"
Wang Ye frowned slightly, might it be too easy...
Zhou Han laughed happily and stared at the string of beads on the ghost's wrist.
"Your hemp rope is too powerful!"
Zhou Han cheered and landed on the ground, running towards the ghost.
In the distance, Wang Ye, who had been staring at the ghost, suddenly changed his expression: "Quickly retreat!"
From his angle, he could see that the ghost's fingers moved slightly!
"Um?"
Zhou Han stopped subconsciously and looked at Wang Ye with some confusion.
Then...
The ghost's only eye suddenly opened, emitting a cold light, and the hemp rope fell to the ground while trembling slightly.
Wang Ye's pupils shrank slightly!
Is the hemp rope... ineffective?
Since getting the hemp rope, Wang Ye has been greatly facilitated in several supernatural incidents.
But I didn't expect...
Facing this guy, the hemp rope... lost its effect.
"Damn it!"
Wang Ye gritted his teeth slightly and gently took off the paper money attached to the back of his hand. The next second, his hands gradually emitted a strange red light.
In the palm of his hand, a grimace with a gloomy smile appeared.
Zhou Han, who was already very close to the ghost, instantly looked at the ghost.
The next second...
The ghost with a middle-aged face showed a somewhat stiff smile, and then a light red light flashed in his eyes.
Zhou Han's face turned pale instantly.
There was a hint of panic in his eyes.
She...can't move.
The ghost slowly raised his arm, faced Zhou Han from a distance, and slashed downwards at a slow speed...
The arm was clearly far away from Zhou Han, but a strange wound suddenly appeared on Zhou Han's head, and blood slowly dripped.
As the ghost's arm landed, the wound grew larger and larger.
"Curse to kill from a distance?"
"It's not a curse, it's..."
"shadow!"
Wang Ye stood in the distance, his mind thinking crazily. Suddenly, he saw a shadow appear on the body of the middle-aged man, and it was connected to Zhou Han's shadow from a distance.
The shadow held a knife and slashed at Zhou Han's shadow.
Wang Ye gritted his teeth and raised his palm sharply towards the ghost's eyes. In the palm of his hand, the ghost's face suddenly opened its eyes and looked at the middle-aged ghost with a malicious look.
The middle-aged ghost's body trembled slightly, and his arms in mid-air froze in place and did not continue to fall.
Wang Ye, on the other hand, took advantage of a brief moment to quickly rush over, pulling Zhou Han and quickly retreating into the distance.
On the ground, Zhou Han's shadow seemed to be restrained, trembling constantly.
Zhou Han seemed to have lost his soul, his eyes were empty and his body was motionless, letting Wang Ye pull him.
"Idiot, I believed your lies!"
Wang Ye gritted his teeth and put down Zhou Han. A blood-stained boning knife appeared in his hand at some point. He aimed it at the shadow of the ghost and stabbed it hard.
The next second...
The ghost let out a shrill scream, and the shadow quickly shrank and retreated into the middle-aged man's body.
And Zhou Han's shadow was trembling...
return...
The next second, Zhou Han's empty eyes regained their vitality, but his face became very pale.
Wang Ye covered his chest and let out a low roar in pain. With trembling hands, he put back the boning knife!
Although the boning knife is powerful, it has side effects...
Equally obvious.
Kill one thousand enemies and suffer eight hundred losses.
"Are you OK."
Looking at Wang Ye with a painful expression, Zhou Han's eyes were a little complicated, and he suddenly became normal and asked.
Wang Ye took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood up reluctantly: "Now is not the time to talk nonsense, find a way to deal with him!"
"If you can't solve it, give up this plan and leave!"
The pain in his chest gradually eased, Wang Ye took a deep breath and said.
"good..."
Zhou Han was silent for a few seconds, then floated in the air again, his eyes closed tightly, and then wisps of white light emitted from his body, and his hair moved automatically without wind.
The whole person was filled with a sense of holiness.
The middle-aged ghost, who kept screaming in pain, froze in place.
"Go get the things quickly, I can only suppress him for ten seconds."
Zhou Han's voice suddenly sounded in the air, but strangely, Zhou Han did not speak.
Wang Ye's eyes moved slightly, he gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his body, and rushed towards the middle-aged ghost, and took off the rosary beads from his wrist at an extremely fast speed.
The other hand was inserted into the pocket of the tunic suit and took out a golden fruit.
Wang Ye gently picked up the hemp rope on the ground with his toes and prepared to retreat.
but...
There seems to be a note in the right pocket of the tunic suit!
Wang Ye's eyes were instantly attracted, his eyes flickered slightly, and he took out the note. At this time, Zhou Han's body in the air began to tremble violently.
Feeling the ghost's breath revive, Wang Ye retreated crazily.
But Zhou Han finally couldn't support his body and fell in mid-air.
Wang Ye accurately caught Zhou Han, held him in his arms, and quickly ran away into the distance.
The middle-aged ghost let out a silent roar, looked at Wang Ye's back with malicious eyes, and raised his palm again.
On the ground, a shadow shot out at an extremely fast speed and chased Wang Ye.
Wang Ye gritted his teeth slightly and dropped a broken doll that he had held in his hand for a long time on the ground.
The ghostly shadow instantly connected to the doll.
As the middle-aged ghost's palm fell, the doll was split into two halves starting from the top of its head.
Taking advantage of this short gap, Wang Ye hugged Zhou Han and disappeared into the mist.
for a long time...
The middle-aged ghost's eyes became empty again, and he kept wandering in place...
A gust of wind blows...
A woman with a bronze nail in the center of her forehead appeared next to the middle-aged ghost.
She raised her hand with a numb expression and gently pulled at the middle-aged ghost.
In mid-air, a shadow was twisted and pulled out from under the middle-aged ghost's feet. The woman held the shadow in her hand like plasticine and tore it gently.
for a long time...
She slowly pressed the shadow against the ground beneath her feet.
She had no shadow before, but suddenly there was a shadow...
And there seemed to be a flash of color in her eyes.
The middle-aged ghost fell straight to the ground, and his body quickly decomposed and became a mummy.
