Chapter 15 2

"God! It's really amazing." Han Shanying thaps his thighs fiercely, and the expression on his face was very wonderful.

The spectators almost opened their mouths slightly. It seems that this Jianghu warlock really has two brushes.

Although Su Han's realm is not there, he was born as a scattered immortal and has a sharp vision. Naturally, there are countless ways to exorcise evil spirits. He bit away his middle finger and said in his mouth: "The demons retreat quickly, and the ghosts immediately escape."

Bang! He popped out another drop of blood with his fingers.

The blood shot accurately in the middle of Yunyao's eyebrows.

Suddenly, Yun Yao kept trembling all over, like a swing, like a little girl watching a horror movie, and every muscle trembled involuntarily.

The spectators around suddenly felt that their footsteps were weak, but they were more reluctant to leave. The scene in front of them was very exciting.

After about five minutes, Yun Yao's trembling became bigger and bigger, and a sharp-eyed crowd screamed, "Look, why are there so many blue veins on your face?"

Everyone looked at it, didn't they? Yun Yao's original face was white and clear, but at this time, the blue lines were displayed one by one, outlining a strange pattern, which was indescribable strange.

Han Ying wanted to go to his mother's front, but was pulled by Han Shanying and whispered, "Don't go. I don't know what's strange. This master is real kung fu."

"There are more blue veins."

"Isn't it? Is it a vascular disease that is so dense?

Su Han was a little speechless after listening to everyone's comments. Is this blue veins? This is evil.

And the current situation is beyond Su Han's imagination. These evil spirits are so strong that they can't be forced out at all. They seem to grow in Yunyao's body.

The host's constitution is too strange, and my cultivation is too mediocre, Su Han secretly hates it.

If it is Su Han, who used to be in the realm of scattered immortals, he doesn't have to take action. He just needs to stand in front of him, and all the ghosts will escape. If he escapes slowly, he will be shocked by his too masculine blood.

But now he doesn't even build a foundation. What should he do?

Su Han's face was solemn, and it seemed that he could only consume some more blood. He slowly took out a paper knife from his pocket, stroked a knife with a strangely fast middle finger of his right hand, and sprayed a blood arrow from a three or four centimeter mouth.

When the blood arrow flew to Yunyao's eyebrows, it condensed into a small blood bead.

Papa.

When the blood beads dripped into the middle of Yunyao's eyebrows, there was a substantial sound. The jade beads fell into the jade plate, and the sound was crisp, and everyone around him could hear it very clearly.

"Ah!" Yun Yao closed her eyes, her mouth kept telling, and her whole body rolled on the ground.

"Mom." Han Ying shouted out loud.

If it hadn't been for Han Shanying, Han Ying would have rushed to his wife's side.

"Don't move. I won't take care of it if something happens." Su Han warned severely.

Suddenly, Han's father and daughter did not dare to move, and the people around them did not dare to move blindly. Who knew what would happen?

Su Han secretly controls his blood, and he can clearly perceive the struggle between blood and evil spirits.

Although the blood has a little upper hand now, Su Han is still a little annoyed, alas! The realm is low, and the effectiveness of blood is so poor that it still needs to be cultivated.

Time has passed bit by bit, and Yun Yao has rolled mud on the ground.

Suddenly, she lay on the cushion again and looked up to the sky. Mou Ran opened her eyes and closed them again.

A wisp of smoke appeared above her face, transforming into various shapes, sometimes a skull, and sometimes turning into a tombstone...

"Fuck, what is that? Ghosts?"

"This little brother is really a god."

"Oh, my God, this kind of thing is too unscientific, isn't it? Is there really a ghost?

Su Han didn't care what those idle people said. He couldn't help but be even more happy to see the wisp of green smoke. Then he cut a knife with a paper knife. Another blood arrow flew over and absorbed the wisp of green smoke into it. The bright red turned pure black and suddenly fell to the ground.

He walked over, picked up the beads, and was secretly happy: hum, the blood and evil spirit merged into the blood elixir, added some precious medicinal materials, and refined the hemorrhagic elixir, which is very effective in improving the realm.

Although he didn't even look at this kind of thing in the world of cultivation, now he is as happy as jewelry, putting beads in the pocket lining his clothes.

"Shadow, mountain eagle." Yun Yao called the names of her daughter and husband feebly. In the days when the water and rice could not enter, her consciousness was not lax. She wanted to call their names day and night, but there was no sound in her throat.

Now that I can speak, I finally shouted out.

Han Ying heard this call and suddenly closed her eyes with tears: "Mom, you finally woke up."

"Silly child, what are you crying about? Help your mother into the car and go home and take a shower first. How dirty is your mother? Han Shanying asked his daughter not to cry, but his old tears couldn't stop sliding down.

If you lose it, you will cherish it more.

"Dad, I'll go home first... Whoo... Whoo, give the money to the master." Han Ying helped Yun Yao get on the car.

There was a warm applause from the crowd. The masters were really taught by the people today, as a result.

Han Shanying bowed to Su Han again: "Master, thank you for your great kindness. Shan Ying is unforgettable."

Su Han didn't pay attention to it at all. It was not that he was arrogant and refused to accept the other party's thanks, but immersed in the joy of getting the bloody elixir. Hey hey, hey, his mouth almost didn't grin to the root of his ears.