78 Lives Matters

Wang Fan and Yuan Hong were instructed by Manager Jiang, and they sat on the ground holding hands to rest.

Don't doubt that there is a pure friendship between the two. Because Yuan Hong has no spiritual power, Wang Fan has to take his hand and keep running "God's Qingming Eyes" to give him part of the spiritual strength.

Seeing that it was time for a cup of tea, Yuan Hong whispered, "It's been such a long time. Let's ask. With the cultivation of the stewor, there should be nothing wrong!"

"I hope so." Seeing that he was obviously lack of confidence, Wang Fan thought to himself, and then cleared his throat and shouted, "Sleman, are you still there?"

As soon as he finished shouting, he heard Manager Jiang shout angrily and cursed.

Wang Fan and Yuan Hong looked at each other. They were not only not angry, but also comforted.

"The person surnamed Jiang can still scold his mother. Hey hey, I said this place is not so evil." Yuan Hong was relieved and said with a smile, "You said it's strange. At first, I dared to enter the hole. Although I was scared and dumbfounded, I quickly recovered. Now I feel extremely depressed in front of me, and as soon as I entered the mine, I saw the shadows of those corpses. Damn, what a shit, my demagogic ability is getting stronger and stronger."

The talker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. Wang Fan's heart skipped and said that it was not good. The more he followed this thought, the more frightened he was: "Can this spiritual object also absorb reiki and become stronger? That's not a monster!"

But when I think about it, I feel that something is wrong. The ore here contains spiritual ore. If it had this ability, it would have escaped from the sky long ago and would have been trapped in the stone.

"In addition to Reiki, what has it come into contact with?" Wang Fan frowned, but he couldn't figure out why.

Yuan Hong was heartless. He didn't see his worries at all. He still said, "It's a pity that Li San is a very talkative person. I'm going to promote him as the captain. He suddenly turned into a blood fog. It's really miserable!"

"Li San? Blood fog?" Wang Fan's heart was shocked: "Can it absorb people's flesh and blood to become stronger?" If that's the case, my life will die today.

"What's the matter? Are you still worried?" Seeing that his face suddenly turned pale, and he held his hand and trembled, Yuan Hong quickly comforted him, "It's okay. Can't that old guy still curse? This fully shows that it's okay, otherwise he would have called his mother long ago, haha!"

As usual, although this joke is not funny, Wang Fan will definitely echo it a few times, but at this time, it is the juncture of life and death. He doesn't have this leisure. He doesn't talk to Yuan Hong in detail. He raised his height and shouted, "Sin charge, how's the situation inside?"

Silent!

Wang Fan swallowed his saliva, took a deep breath, and shouted, "How's it going inside? Manager, are you still there?"

It's still dead silence!

"Something happened!" Yuan Hong howled and wanted to run back, but was grabbed by Wang Fan.

"You can't go back. Once it devours the stewer, you and I will not be spared. Now it's only a while away from just now. The stewer must be saved. Let's rush in!"

"Brother, can we do it alone?" Yuan Hong was about to cry!

"If you can't do it, you have to go!"

Wang Fan couldn't help saying that he pulled him around and rushed into the mine.

As soon as they passed the corner, they looked at a strange picture.

Jiang Guanzhi carried his hands on his back, and stood next to the cave where "it" was located. He raised his head and straightened his chest. His eyes looked straight ahead, but his face was full of sadness, and the tears in his eyes slipped down.

Taoist monks pay attention to forgetfulness. Although this point has always been disdainful by Wang Fan, he has to admit that all successful monks can control their seven emotions and six desires.

As a foundation-building monk, Jiang Guanshi is used to secular joys and sorrows. He has already practiced a stone heart, but today he suddenly bursts into tears. How can he not be surprised and afraid?

The two didn't care about anything else and hurriedly hugged Manager Jiang and shouted repeatedly, but at such a close distance, he turned a deaf ear and still burst into tears.

Wang Fan knew that he must wake him up immediately, otherwise there would be a lot of trouble. He could no longer care about his superiority and inferiority. He hugged him and shouted and shook.

Finally, his eyes moved, but he showed a frightened look, and then he spewed blood.

Wang Fan was relieved. If his reasoning is correct, only without blood and food, the power of "it" cannot be increased, then they have hope to escape.

But before he finished his celebration, he saw that the blood spit out by Manager Jiang did not fall to the ground. Instead, it quickly flowed into the cave in a strange way, and the "hissing" integration into the corner was inconspicuous.

He screamed "ah" and picked up Jiang Guanshi to grab the road and wanted to run away. However, he saw that the place that was integrated into the blood suddenly shot out infinite brilliance. He couldn't help squinting his eyes. He shouted in his heart that "Qing Shen Ming Mu Shu" ran crazily to protect his mind.

But he held Mr. Jiang in his hands and couldn't take care of Yuan Hong, who was on the side. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly found that Yuan Hong opened his eyes and walked to the light place.

"The fat man is back." His teeth cracked and he opened his eyes and screamed.

"Nanother alone, let's go!" Although Manager Jiang was seriously injured, his cultivation was placed there and quickly regained his ability to move. He quickly jumped up from his arms and rushed to the corner. Seeing that Wang Fan was still surprised and shouted, he couldn't help shouting again, "Go quickly, this thing is fierce. Let's avenge the fat man in the future!"

Wang Fan has been with Yuan Hong since the beginning of his practice, and the two began to have frictions. However, since they cooperated to kill Bai Shan, Feng Gang and others, they have become iron buddies, not to mention the same happiness and difficulties. At least since then, how can he leave Yuan Hong to escape alone?

"Come back!" He ignored Jiang's stewor, jumped up, jumped into the cave, and hugged Yuan Hong. At the same time, "Qing Shen Ming Mu Shu" ran desperately, and his whole body of spiritual power poured into Yuan Hong's body crazily.

"Good boy, you put a knife in your brother's ribs, and I won't die with you!" Seeing that he didn't know the good people, Manager Jiang was shocked and angry. He shouted and dodged and rushed out.

"Fat man, hold on, come back!"

Wang Fan's cultivation is about to break through the five layers of qi training. His body is so strong that he can't be. In addition, his spiritual power erupts with all his strength. In terms of strength, ten cows may not be able to match him.

Yuan Hong has never broken through the bottleneck of the third layer of Qi practice, so he is the peak of the second layer of Qi practice, and he is not at the same level as him at all.

But in this way, he couldn't pull Yuan Hong with all his strength, and he was dragged step by step to Guanghua.

"Ah!" He screamed sadly and couldn't wait to overturn the whole hole, but all this was useless, just like a three-year-old child trying to break the hundred-year-old pine, and although he tried his best, he did nothing.

It was getting closer and closer to Guanghua. Wang Fan's teeth bit out blood. With Yuan Hong's pace, it dripped down, but then strangely floated to Guanghua, making his light better.