Don't want to die.
Although he had experienced countless such life-and-death crises in his previous life, at this moment, Li Ting still didn't want to die. He still wanted revenge, wanted to save the innocent ghosts on this mountain, and wanted to learn to truly appreciate life.
But sometimes, fate leaves you with no strength at all, leaving you unable to use your own strength to resist.
The purple ring on Li Ting's wrist kept flashing. It was because he felt that life was passing by and he was instinctively summoning his natal magic weapon.
But day and night could not save him.
Despair and pain filled this small space bit by bit, and Ye Ming's collapse shouts could still be heard in his ears.
Everything was too bad. They were together with a pile of bones, struggling desperately, but it seemed that they could only turn into bones.
But just when Ye Ming felt that his bones were about to crack, the white vines on his body suddenly loosened.
The white vines binding Li Ting's legs also softened.
At the entrance of the cave, Han Ziqi's drooping black eyes trembled violently and magnified. His face was full of disbelief.
Its eyes exited the slit and looked at its own body.
A black fog vine filled with gloomy energy bound it tightly, almost strangling its ghost body.
It turned back sharply and looked at the ghost wrapped in the ghost mist.
"Yan...Yan An? How is it possible, you..."
There seemed to be some kind of connection between Han Ziqi and Yan An, which was equivalent to a bond. After Han Ziqi called out Yan An's name, he gradually saw the ghostly face clearly.
It was an overly thin face, diamond-shaped, with cold and drooping eyebrows, making it look very gloomy.
At this moment, the face was pale, but there was a strong killing intent in his eyes.
"You still came here, I haven't taken back the black pill yet, I still... No, how could you be a ghost!" Han Ziqi screamed in horror, feeling that everything was out of control.
It quickly pulled out the only three white vines left in the hole and tried to attack Yan An, but its strength at the moment was still too weak compared to Yan An.
Another black fog vine appeared at Yan An's hand, and directly tied the three white vines tightly together, making Han Ziqi unable to move.
Li Ting fell to the ground and vomited out a mouthful of blood, but then burst into laughter, "Hahaha, cough... cough, hahaha..."
He laughed so hard that he coughed, but he still couldn't help but laugh.
He won!
He had felt the bond with Yan An in the cave before, and it was getting stronger as time went by. It was obvious that Yan An was rushing towards him.
As long as he can delay time and weaken Han Ziqi's power as much as possible, he will survive when Yan An arrives, but Han Ziqi will die.
He finally succeeded.
Although he and Ye Ming were almost killed by Han Ziqi, they were just so close that Yan An came over and they survived.
The one who dies will be Han Ziqi.
Han Ziqi was still in a state where he couldn't understand the situation in front of him. Yan An was killed by it and was full of resentment. How could he not turn into a resentful ghost? And how could he be so powerful without turning into a resentful ghost?
Normally, ghosts are not aggressive. Yes, ghosts are almost non-aggressive!
"Yan An, you, you want the other half of Wuwei Cao, right?" Han Ziqi said, and sure enough, Yan An paused and the black fog vine did not tighten, but it did not loosen either. ….
Han Ziqi was overjoyed, thinking that this guy might be desperate for the treasure, so Wuweicao was his obsession, otherwise how could he react?
"It's not with me. Its power is in my black elixir, and I don't have it in me! It's in..."
As soon as Han Ziqi said this, Yan An stretched out another fog vine and penetrated directly into its dantian.
Han Ziqi's flour-white face twisted instantly, and he spat out a mouthful of viscous liquid. Is it impossible for ghosts to communicate with each other? Don't even listen to it, insist on checking it yourself!
The ghost energy of the two of them is different. Yan An's use of his own fog vine to explore like this would cause great harm to himself.
But it’s cloudy in front of me
The sullen ghost obviously didn't think about this. After checking the ghost's dantian and long-empty stomach with its fog vine, it then explored its whole body to make sure there was no black elixir before pulling out the fog vine. A pair of dead gray eyes looked straight at Han Ziqi, waiting for his next words.
Han Ziqi's seven orifices were filled with ghost mist and black mucus, and he was filled with hatred, but he tried hard to suppress his resentment and continue what he said next.
"The black elixir is in that human body and was taken away by him. Kill him! The black elixir is yours! He took it away from you."
Han Ziqi shouted, he still had a little luck in his heart, it would be great if he could get the black pill back when Li Ting handed it over, it contained 60% of its power!
It may not be incapable of fighting.
Yan An did not let go of the black fog vine, but tied up Han Ziqi and came to the jade slab.
Li Ting naturally heard the sounds outside, and so did Ye Ming, but he didn't care at all and instead lay relaxed in the hole.
No matter who the black elixir was, he believed that Yan An would not hurt Li Ting.
Just like Yesanxiu will not hurt herself.
Moreover, Brother Li's black elixir might be given to Yan An. The two of them have a deep love as master and servant. What are you Han Ziqi worried about?
While lying down, Ye Ming slowly injected mana into the meridians of his legs, hoping that his injury could be saved.
Yan An tried to integrate the ghost body into the stone and pass through the stone slabs, but he soon discovered that there were formations and runes here, and his ghost body could not travel freely.
But while he was holding Han Ziqi and lying down, he still saw Li Ting leaning on the stone wall through the gap, half of his body stained red with blood.
His deathly gray eyes were tinged with red, and his livid lips that had been closed moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he finally returned to the calmness of a ghost.
Yan An's black fog vine was very similar to Han Ziqi's white vine, so he also put a few fog vines into the gap that Han Ziqi had opened, trying to open the jade slab.
But at the same time, he was still holding Han Ziqi, and he couldn't use all his strength, so he just opened the jade slab another two fingers wide, and then he couldn't move anymore.
"That's enough, you put the vine in and kill that human." Han Ziqi said pitifully.
Yan An ignored it, the fog vine tightened suddenly, and seemed to want to loosen it, breaking the jade slab with all its strength.
"Don't let go of it!" Li Ting moved under the gap with difficulty. He saw Yan An breaking off the jade slab, then suddenly thought of something and shouted.
Han Ziqi was stunned, then laughed wildly, "You are a human, and you still want to interfere with ghosts' affairs. Do you think they will listen to what you say?"...
But Yan An stopped breaking off the jade slab.
Han Ziqi looked back in disbelief.
"Yan An, don't let go of it. It is your enemy. It will kill you. It has robbed you of your Wuwei grass. That Wuwei grass was what you brought for Chen Shi to cultivate immortality. It hinders my cultivation! It has broken me. If you want revenge on a leg, you can't let it go! You can't let it run away!"
Li Ting knew that Yan An had a great reaction to the "Chen Shi Xiu Xian" incident, or that was his obsession, so he said this, hoping that Yan An would react to his words.
But when Han Ziqi heard these words, it was like a thunder.
"You... know each other? Do you know each other? It's impossible. Even if I know you, I can't talk to a ghost!"
Han Ziqi simply couldn't accept such a possibility. It originally wanted to drag Li Ting to die with it, but now Li Ting said that he and Yan An knew each other?
Did Yan An find Wuwei Cao for him? Who is Chen Shi? How many names does he have?
No wonder he didn't want to eat the grass to increase his strength when it killed him.
When did Li Ting find out?
Did he do it on purpose? He killed himself not just because of the different paths between humans and ghosts, but because he wanted to avenge his old friend?
The series of information directly stunned Han Ziqi. He began to try hard to recall what he had said to Wu Shu and others, and couldn't help but feel regretful in his heart.
It is not a human, but it knows an idiom from the memory of human Han Ziqi: Too many words lead to mistakes.
it appears
Only now did I understand what this meant.
A big man swinging around
