Chapter 23: Break free from fear

"Buzz!" Without waiting for Yan Yixi to be afraid, a feather arrow flew quickly again, and the feather arrow stabbed its arm in the middle.

"Ah!!" It immediately withdrew its hand, and a painful, hoarse and shrill voice came out of its throat. The wound on the arm suddenly cracked like ice, the pale skin began to crack, and the pink or white things inside seemed to squirm, which made people feel inexplicably disgusting.

It covered its injured arm, and its blood-red eyes became more and more sterrified. Looking at Yan Yixi sitting on the ground, he wanted to rush over again, but a feather arrow flew at its feet, forcing it to pause.

"Boom!" At this time! Countless branches came from nowhere. They broke out of the ground extremely quickly and powerfully like waving arms. At this time, the whole picture was like a group of demons dancing, and the vines seemed to be hairy, slender and resilient.

Is that?!

"Yixi, hurry into the villa!" The tender voice of the little tree came out, but there was a trace of solemniness in the voice. It turns out that the vine is the real body of the small tree!

Yan Yixi did not dare to delay. She immediately rolled and crawled up and quickly ran into the villa. After she staggered into the villa, she saw that the window was suddenly surrounded by dense vines, like a silk chrysalis, and the villa suddenly darkened.

She was temporarily safe, so she took a quick breath, groped to turn on all the lights, and then completely recovered. Just now, it was just a dozen seconds, which made her thrilling, and she almost lost half of her soul.

"Shu Si!" The worried voice of the little tree came faintly from the outside, and the roar of all kinds of destruction was heard.

What to do! What to do!

She is now deeply aware of her powerlessness, which is different from the feeling of the dark demon battle. This time, she watched them as friends fighting outside and could only be under their protection. At this time, I was not only worried, but also more anxious.

"Boom!!" There was another loud noise outside, which made Yan Yixi's anxious heart jump. He immediately walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass window and tried to see the scene outside from the dense vines.

But how could she see it? She patted the glass window uneasy and suddenly remembered that she could call Mo Weisheng, so she immediately took out her mobile phone from her pocket. She just wanted to press the dial, but the glass window in front of her suddenly trembled!

As soon as she looked up, she was so scared that she almost dropped the phone. It struggled in the vine, with blood-red eyes staring at her tightly, with fierceness and tyranny, and its sore arm stretched out to the glass window little by little.

"Palalala..." Just reached out and knocked, and the glass window slowly cracked, and finally smashed into the ground!

"Ha...ha..." As if he had been encouraged, his soul became more and more powerful. He wanted to break free from the vine and rush in to kill her! It grew up and smiled, its long nails kept waving, and its teeth were as sharp as sharks, which was terrible!

Yan Yixi stepped back a few steps, and her face turned bloodless. Her hand holding the mobile phone trembled, making her unable to press the green button several times.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!!" Suddenly, there were a few more feather arrows on the soul's body, all of which penetrated the body. It can be seen how strong it is! Suddenly, it made its face twist, and it fell off several layers of white things, revealing the sticky things under the skin.

Even though the other party's anger had completely suppressed her, she raised a force in vain when she thought that she was indifferent to their protection.

She can't be so unpromptuous!

As soon as she grabbed her hand, the 'ice knife' appeared in her hand, which was her new name.

The spirit looked at her sarcastically, smiling silently, and his sharp teeth were full of saliva, as if he couldn't wait to bite her.

Yan Yixi passed step by step and saw the face of the soul more and more clearly. Her stomach rolled, and her heart of fear almost reached a few points. Under this double, she only felt dizzy.

"Shu Si! Don't raise the bow! Your arms are bleeding!" The little tree shouted anxiously.

"It's okay."

"Buzz." There was a clear buzz again, and there was another feather arrow in the body of the soul.

I don't know whether I was extremely afraid or moved. Anyway, the tear glands kept sour, and her eyes turned red. It was just a little distance, just a few steps away. At this time, she stood in front of the spirit, and her tearful eyes could not see the terrible appearance of the other party at all, and she couldn't help but have some confidence.

With one hand, it will be clean and neat!

The sharp sound in her ear could no longer tell how high the decibel was. When the tears fell down, it scooped down again, and an ice skate appeared in her hand again. She stabbed the front again.

The cold breath swept through her neck, causing a trembling and goose bumps. She couldn't stop. She was afraid that once it stopped, her neck would be bitten by it, so her ice knives appeared one by one until she couldn't condense.

How terrible death is. In the past, even if she thought about it, she didn't pay attention to it at all.

However, she is so afraid of death now.

She wants to stay with her friends. Even if the demons are different, they will always go back to the demon world. But she wants to get along with them in her lifetime. Their warmth is like poppy. If she has tasted and owned it, she doesn't want to lose it!

Mo Weisheng saw two boundaries in Yan Yixi's villa from afar. His heart was tight and he immediately flew over - as soon as he landed, he saw the fierce battle.

He once thought about what the real body of the little tree would look like, but it was definitely not the appearance of a mutation in front of him. There is also Shu Si, who is a wind elf, and the speed of the arrow also has a certain reputation in the demon world, but he is so embarrassed.

It can be seen that the soul is already a resentful spirit. The spirit with great resentment can't be dealt with by ordinary people and demons.

He was a little anxious. I don't know if Yan Yixi was injured.

"Little tree, try your best to tie it up!" Mo Weisheng shouted in a low voice as soon as he fell to the ground.

When the little tree heard the sound, he didn't even look back. The little hand waved suddenly, and the usual playful cute appearance was full of seriousness. Under its command, the vine like a thousand hands tied up the soul again!

Mo Weisheng's eyes were cold. A knife appeared in the right hand in an instant. It was the most famous Tang knife in China, with a sword body a length of 140 cm. Under the sun, the silver light was shining more and more, as if he felt the mood of the master. Tang Dao actually had a evil spirit.

With the shadow, he just kicked and rushed to the soul with a thunderous momentum!

The spirit is no longer the one in a white school uniform. The school uniform is tattered, and the pale skin that comes out is cracked, revealing * sticky things, with four or five feather arrows in the chest, and the black decay is fast. If you take a closer look, there is also an ice knife inserted there.

It saw Mo Weisheng rushing over, and his limbs were tied by the vine again, showing a trace of unwillingness, but then a trace of light flashed in his eyes.

Yan Yixi was behind the soul, and her hand was still in a forward posture. She looked at the suddenly loosening vine. The sun pierced her pupils. The man who rushed could not see clearly against the light only felt that the momentum was like a rainbow, and the explosion that broke through everything shocked her heart in an of an instongant.

For more than a month, he has been as cold as ice. There is no reason why he has had other big emotions. Even if he is misunderstood, he disdains to explain.

But at this moment, his momentum is like the energy in the flood. He is usually huge but converged and clean, but once it bursts out, it is a Thunderbolt!

At this time, her mental power is only a poor word, dazzling.

Yan Yixi's feelings had not come more, and the figure of the spirit in front of him suddenly twisted and disappeared in an instant!

Obviously, the little tree tied it up honestly! How did it escape?!

Seeing that it disappeared in an instant, Mo Weisheng's eyes were cold, and he suddenly stopped, and the energy was also recovered. Suddenly, there was a stir in his body, and the wound began to hurt faintly, but his face was not uncomfortable at this time. He wanted to immediately turn his head to chase the soul, but when he saw Yan Yixi looking at him scared, his heart tightened and couldn't help it. He fell beside her and reached out to hold her shoulder.

"It's okay." Her tears were particularly obvious on her white face, and she couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt. A trace of worry flashed in her cold eyes. Her subconscious hand naturally reached on her back, patted gently and comforted her.

He couldn't tell whether he failed to live up to the charm or just the guilt of her frightened. All he knew was that when he saw her at this time, an inexplicable pain spread from his heart, as if he was injured.

Yan Yixi wiped a handful of tears randomly and calmed down when she had the help. Her stiff brain finally started. In just a few seconds, she calculated where the soul was going. After ten seconds, she was 80% confident that the spirit should go to Yueze's house!

Even if the ashes and smoke disappear, drag the persistent people to hell together!

She grabbed Mo Weisheng's arm and said, "Let's go after it quickly. Let it will definitely cause a riot!"

The hand that grabbed her arm was still shaking slightly. Mo Weisheng's pupils gradually darkened, and his lips were slightly squeezed into a straight line. In this way, she asked him to say something.

...Mu Ninghan was so difficult that he broke the environment, and suddenly he was in vain. Supporting the wall, she immediately called Yan Yixi.

"Hello?" The phone only rang and answered, but Yan Yixi's tone was a little anxious.

"Are you all right...ah!" Before Mu Ninghan finished speaking, he felt a strong anger flashing past him and couldn't help screaming.

"What's wrong? Ninghan?"

Mu Ninghan turned around and quickly made a few gestures, and a white light immediately flashed out...

"My God, Yixi, follow your thing to the school now! Were you all right just now?!" Mu Ninghan ran and chased the fast transparent shadow. This anger was so heavy that if he ignored it, it would be fine if he caused a riot. If there was a murderous case, he would be sorry for the title of exorcist!

In a single apartment outside the school.

Zhang Yueze held a pile of paper in his hand. There were traces of fire on the paper, and the black and gray brought a long-lasting atmosphere.

"Pa." A cluster of flames suddenly appeared on the fire engine, which emitted a faint heat.

He looked at the paper with complex and difficult emotions, but more fear, and the flame gradually approached the paper...

"Oh."

A mocking and indifferent laughter sounded.

Zhang Yueze's hand trembled, and the fire on the fire engine trembled and then went out. There was no light in the aisle from the living room to the master bedroom. It was dim, and there was only a little light shining from the small window of the bathroom.

There stood a transparent figure, and his pale lips turned into a strange arc. With a muffled smile, layers of white blocks fell from his face, revealing the sticky. The cracked skin is dense, like a doll that is about to break.

The scarlet eyes are spinning, revealing the black and red dry eye sockets.

"Let's... together."