The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Chapter 146 Li Leping is dead?
Zhang Xiaoxiao is very clear about his position. He knows that he is not the one who plays the main output, but the one who plays the support.

And playing support doesn't mean he can paddle.

Do your best, listen to destiny.

At this moment, all he has to do is stick to this place, waiting for Li Leping to get away.

It's just that at this moment, the horror of the ghost in Fan Jian's body far exceeded his tolerance limit, making his face extremely ugly, gnashing his teeth, and his facial muscles twitched a few times due to excessive tension.

He couldn't hold it anymore, the smoke he exhaled became thinner and thinner, and it was almost unable to cover his position.

The curse in blood is coming to find him.

"Zhang Xiaoxiao, you shouldn't come here to seek death."

Suddenly, a cold voice drifted over from the other end of the smoke.

This is Fan Jian's voice.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoxin shuddered, subconsciously looked around, and the whole person became alert.

"I court death?"

At the time of life and death, Zhang Xiaoxiao smiled instead, but it was a bit ferocious.

"You did all these things to me, to my wife and children, and to my parents. Do you still want me to forgive you generously?"

"I can't last long, and neither can your teammate. Looking at your miserable appearance, I guess the flesh and blood under that layer of skin have been scraped off by ghosts, right? Even if I die here, drag you When Li Gui recovers, it is sure to make money."

"Anyway, I'm dying. If you die faster, it's worth it."

Zhang Xiaoxiao's tone was cold, leaving no room for maneuver at all.

"Want to drag me to death?" Fan Jian smiled sarcastically, "Then I'll wait and see."

At the same time, the white smoke lingering in the community has almost been dispersed.

In the smoke, a figure could be vaguely seen.

Zhang Xiaoxiao hid in the smoke, avoiding the attack of the blood written by the ghost.

It's just that now, he has no way to retreat, and the smoke in all directions is only left around him.

"Got you."

Fan Jian's painful face showed a bit of ruthlessness.

He wants to kill Zhang Xiaoxiao, and then go to Li Leping to settle the score.

"not good!"

Fan Jian can see Zhang Xiaoxiao, so Zhang Xiaoxiao can also see Fan Jian.

The lingering smoke was weakened and could no longer hide him.

Inexplicably, an extremely cold aura began to hover over him.

This strange breath seemed to take his life away, making his body feel a biting chill.

The white ghost smoke is being suppressed, and for Zhang Xiaoxiao, the ghost smoke is a life-sustaining ghost.

Once the ghost smoke is completely suppressed, it is equivalent to killing Zhang Xiaoxiao's life.

At this time.

Zhang Xiaoxiao stood there motionless.

He dared not escape, nor could he escape.

Because once he ran out of the range of the smoke, the curse of the blood letter would lock him instantly, and then take his life.

However, he has no way to fight against this terrible blood.

He is just a ghost master who has acquired the ability of ghosts by chance, not those experienced and lucky ghost masters.

To put it bluntly, all he can rely on is the ghost smoke in his body.

Besides, he doesn't have any hole cards.

At this time, Fan Jian was like a powerful person, sneering and mocking: "Zhang Xiaoxiao, haven't you figured it out yet? How long has it been? Why hasn't Li Leping made any movement at all, and hasn't come back yet?"

"What do you mean?" A trace of surprise flashed in Zhang Xiaoxiao's eyes.

Yes, how long has it been.

Why didn't Li Leping move at all?

Obviously half a minute has passed.

No matter how much you dawdle, whether it's life or death, you have to give a letter.

But now, since Li Leping disappeared in place, there were only a few crashing sounds from the entrance of the corridor.

Then, there was no movement, and everything was peaceful.

Why is this happening?

Could it be that Li Leping fell into the hands of that unknown ghost master?Was counter-killed?
"Zhang Xiaoxiao, Zhang Xiaoxiao, don't even think about it. After I wrote your name, wouldn't I write Li Leping's name?" Fan Jian's voice came through the mist.

"What?" Zhang Xiaoxiao was startled.

Looking from his side, he could barely see a figure.

The figure hung its head, knelt down on the ground, and pressed one hand on its chest, as if it was suffering some kind of inhuman pain.

However, Zhang Xiaoxiao is not clairvoyant, how can he see the blood on Fan Jian's chest through the smoke?
When Zhang Xiaoxiao saw the word "Zhang" written on Fan Jian's chest with blood by Li Gui, just in case, he directly used ghost smoke to cover his position, so that Li Gui's blood curse could not be used. Find him immediately.

However, who would have expected that this fan surnamed did not talk about Wude, and even added the words "Li Leping" after "Zhang Xiaoxiao".

"It's over."

For a moment, Zhang Xiaoxiao, who suddenly realized this, felt that all the strength in his body was exhausted.

This is a feeling of powerlessness that is more tormented than premature ejaculation.

"Li Leping must be dead."

There was only one thought in Zhang Xiaoxiao's mind.

Because he had never seen such a dangerous spiritual attack.

At the risk of reviving the ghost, I couldn't even breathe out the smoke for a minute, and I was about to be dispelled by this spiritual attack.

It is still so difficult to defend myself who has been on guard in advance, let alone Li Leping who has not even prepared in advance?
How could he evade this attack?
In the confrontation between spirits, before the ability of the other party's ghost is determined, it is often luck.

Maybe a face-to-face meeting is enough to decide life and death.

Ghosts cannot be killed, but the person who controls them is very fragile.

With a twist of the neck, or a shot to the head, the person may be completely chilled.

Especially like Fan Jian, writing a name and then adding the word "death" after the name can launch a long-range attack on the opponent's terrifying method, which is simply impossible to guard against.

It was as if a stone suddenly fell from the sky and killed Li Leping, without any intelligence or warning, how to prevent it?
Maybe as an afterthought, those who have suffered Fan Jian's loss this time will not suffer such a big loss next time.

But this in itself is a false proposition.

Because the people who have suffered this time are basically dead, and there is only one dead person, so why talk about the next time?
At this moment, the smoke around Zhang Xiaoxiao completely dissipated, as if blown clean by a gust of wind.

Zhang Xiaoxiao stood alone on the path, his eyes full of unwillingness and despair.

These ghost masters in Annan Nightclub are almost dead.

However, only Fan Jian, the leading ghost master, survived.

And instead of being unable to kill him, he would be killed by him instead.

Suddenly.

An extremely cold breath enveloped Zhang Xiaoxiao.

"Am I going to die?"

Zhang Xiaoxiao stood where he was, with only one thought in his mind.

He felt his body gradually become cold, and his body temperature dropped accordingly.

The irritable ghost smoke in his body also fell silent at this moment, as if he had been suppressed by some kind.

His expression was full of despair, and he wanted to do something more, but found that he had tried his best.

(End of this chapter)