Chapter 92 Powerlessness

Moreover, Feifan felt empty and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. At first, he thought it was his own hallucination, but then he subconsciously lowered his head and found that when the counter rushed over just now, he smashed the spherical handle and fell to the ground.

He picked up the door handle and looked at it. It had been deformed and could not be reinstalled. He sighed unconsciously. This was good. Without the door handle, there was not even a place to buckle, unless tools were used.

He casually threw the door handle to the ground and was about to find someone who could pry the door. Suddenly, there was a "bang" in the room. He was shocked and quickly turned around to look for a sound. He couldn't find a place to make a sound in the room.

At this moment, there was another crisp sound. Then he realized that it was coming from the window inside. After a moment of thought, Feifan still stepped over to see what the sound was made.

He went to the window and looked out. It was raining heavily and windy outside the window, but strangely, he couldn't hear the sound of wind and rain in the room. He couldn't believe that the sound insulation of this old-fashioned window would be so good.

At this time, he also found the source of the knocking sound just now. Outside the building, there was an old locust tree very close to this window. Among the countless staggered branches, a branch was not far from the window glass. In the wind and rain, the swaying branches hit the glass, and then the sound just came out.

Shuang Feifan curled his lips, turned around and walked to the door, and began to take out his pocket to find something to pry the door. Just as he was busy, the sound of the branch knocking on the window glass still sounded in the house from time to time. This continuous knocking sound almost formed a fixed frequency and reached the extraordinary ear. After a while, he only I feel that my brain begins to feel drowsy, and my hands and feet gradually become weak.

What's more, Feifan shook his head desperately and wanted to cheer up, but it didn't seem to be useful. Soon he found that his eyes began to blur, and what sounded in his ears was no longer the sound of knocking on the window, but the sound of "dongdong" heartbeat, which actually showed a gradual a gradual amplified trend.

At this time, the only thing in his heart suddenly understood something. The sound of the storm outside the window just now could not come in. Why could the sound of the branch beating the glass be heard so clearly? It seemed that he had spoken again.

He felt a little regretful. He didn't expect it just now. Now he found that it seemed to be a little late. He felt that his whole body was full of strength and could not be used at all. His legs were so weak that he was about to fall to the ground. In desperation, his body tilted to the ground, and his eyelids were like lead, thinking I can't lift it, and there seems to be a voice in my mind telling him, go to bed, go to sleep.

Wang Feifan really wanted to sleep like this. The indescribable fatigue in his body made him lazy to move a little, but the remaining consciousness in his mind still reminded him that it was not the time to sleep. He slowly moved the tip of his tongue into his upper and lower teeth and bit it with all his strength. Go.

The sharp pain from the tip of the tongue and the salty smell of the mouth make the extraordinary brain wake up for a moment. Although the eyes obviously do not want to open, the feeling of hands and feet have returned.

He clenched his teeth, squeezed out the only strength in his body, and his right hand effortly held his left wrist and curled up.

Just as he was trying to adjust his posture, the door was suddenly slowly blown away by a cloudy wind from the outside, and the previous paper man actually floated in at this time.

On the face made of white paper, a strange smile was deliberately painted, and there were two black holes in his eyes, in which there seemed to be two small green flames burning.

The paper man floated into the room and did nothing else. He just stood quietly by the door, and then there was a sound of footsteps from far to near outside the door.

Soon, a figure came in from the door. He lowered his head and looked extremely stiff at every step, while the paper man floated away like a doorman when he came in.

The people who came in walked step by step to the almost curled up beside the extraordinary, slowly bent down, slowly stretched out their arms, opened their five fingers, and gradually approached the extraordinary neck.

Moreover, Feifan did not find that there was one more person around him. He held the beads on his wrist and was meditating the six-character truth desperately, but he couldn't concentrate at all at the beginning. At this time, his messy mood had just calmed down. Although he could not fully wake up, his brain's thinking ability was chasing Gradual recovery.

But just as his hands and feet seemed to recover a little, the man's hand also reached his neck and could hold his neck.

He was still powerless and felt a cold breath approaching him. It felt like a corpse beside him. He reflexively moved back his position and pinched the man to him like an unconscious machine. He still grabbed the position just now, but this time he couldn't correct it. He grabbed the extraordinary neck and just grabbed his collar, but the man did not let go and came back, but tried his best to grab it.

"Hir..."

What's more, the collar of extraordinary clothes was reimbursed, and his whole body was rolled aside.

All this happened in a short moment. The cold breath and the rolling of his body made him feel the experience of wandering on the edge of death. He tried his best to open his eyes. With the natural light in the room, he only saw one more person around him. Although he couldn't see the appearance clearly, he still recognized that the man was It's He Shaoqing.

"You..." He shouted, but immediately felt that He Shaoqing around him was obviously controlled by external forces and lost his self-consciousness at all.

Moreover, Feifan struggled desperately to stand up, but the strength in his body could not recover in time, so he had to roll and crawl, and reluctantly hide from He Shaoqing as far as possible.

He Shaoqing was like a walking corpse at this time, with no expression on his face and no vitality in his round eyes. Not only his face, but also his lips lost their blood color.

As soon as he didn't catch it, his body suffocated, slowly straightened up, raised his legs and walked towards Kuo Feifan.

Moreover, Feifan forced himself to calm down at this moment. Although he had always felt that it was quite illusory to say how powerful a person's spiritual power was, now he was thinking about how to restore his body's anxiety into ability. He suddenly felt the thought on his wrist. The beads were hot. In a blink of an eye, a warm current poured into the body from the wrist and swam through the whole body in an instant.

When He Shaoqing had come to him, his extraordinary body also regained his strength at the same time. He lay on the ground and raised his legs, curled up and kicked He Shaoqing's lower abdomen when calculating the distance from him.