After hearing what he said, my emotions immediately became complicated. 'Should I rejoice or should I cry? I am actually attracting ghosts. Isn't that obvious?'
Luanyang directly pulled me away, not giving me a chance to refuse at all. The negative energy behind me was getting stronger and stronger, and I didn't dare to look back at all, because I always felt that if I looked back, I would be caught and torn apart.
The stairwell was of the narrower type. If you ran fast and fast, you could only pass through one person, while Luoyang went straight through the wall. It was then that I remembered that he had no power at all.
After running continuously, I lay on the ground gasping for breath. Luanyang looked at the staircase with a solemn expression. The wind blew past, evaporating my cold sweat and sending a shiver down my spine.
There was nothing to be seen on the pitch black staircase. I didn't know when the previous roar had disappeared, but this quiet scene made me feel even more suffocated.
Because you don't know when it's going to pop up and give you the worst of it.
This was one of their advantages!
I looked around but didn't see Feng Ming. We were walking together, and I was sure that Feng Ming was right at the front.
Remembering that boy had said that Phoenix's Cry would never return, I instantly thought of death. Only death could call me never return.
I wanted to scream, but my throat felt choked and I could only whimper weakly. If we hadn't come to this place, this wouldn't have happened.
Just as I was about to blame myself, I suddenly heard someone call out my name, and it was extremely urgent. I adjusted my price to look back, and saw a face filled with fear. That face was completely covered in blood and brain matter.
In the face of death, you will replay all of your actions, be it the stench, the direction of the blood flow, or your own enlarged pupils.
In the end, all that was left was a fit of dizziness and darkness.
I watched at such a close distance as the other party turned into a lump of black powder and dissipated into the air.
There was so much powder that it directly exploded on my body and fell into my clothes, continuously extending down my skin.
I panted heavily. At that moment, I really nearly ended my own life. I was just holding my breath.
Luanyang stood in front of me with a hostile look on his face. His pupils were red, and his canine teeth were bared at the outside. He was looking at me with a emotionless expression.
As if I were those dead things, unworthy of a second look.
The situation hadn't been resolved yet. Things downstairs gradually surrounded us, surrounding the entire balcony. The only side was the place where people jumped off buildings without any railings.
Murderous suicide, that's how it happened.
When Luanyang turns around, I realize that his feet are starting to fade, which is a sign that he's disappearing too fast, from bottom to top, and sometimes even dissipating without any time to rest.
"Pervert!" You won't let me die, right? "
I asked shamelessly. I always needed to survive!
Since I survived three years ago, I must survive.
He looked expressionlessly at the encirclement getting closer and closer. He gave me a cold snort in response. His usual pride and complacency allowed me to feel a bit more at ease.
It was like a promise to me.
Those ghosts were clearly the people who committed suicide here. Their bodies were incomplete, and blood was everywhere. Their blood was not motionless, but constantly flowing. One could even hear the sound of dripping blood.
The stench of blood and corpses was unbearable.
Did it turn into such a disgusting thing after death?
Although those ghosts were getting closer, they still had some fear when facing Luoyang, and had yet to take a critical step forward.
He seemed to be waiting for something.
I immediately thought of the reason. Luanyang's current body can't sustain itself for long, so if this goes on, we'll definitely return to the ancient jade. Then, wouldn't I be split up and eaten by these things?
When I thought of this possibility, my face immediately lost all of its warmth. My legs went limp as I knelt on the ground. My eyes unconsciously turned red.
However, Luanyang seemed very calm. He did not blindly attack because of the passage of time. Instead, he was like them, waiting for an important moment.
Luanyang's body gradually turned transparent, even reaching up to his shoulder. However, he still stood there without any worry, as if he was standing in his own backyard.
By the time he had only one head left, I was ready to run away. Wouldn't it be better to be killed than to be torn to shreds by these creatures?
I had already turned around in despair and reached the height of the sixth floor from my feet. The once luxurious ground had now turned into a graveyard as new souls continued to descend upon it.
The wind by my ears was very hurried. I felt that I had already lost some of my weight even before I started to jump down. I subconsciously hugged the things beside me. I clenched my fists so tightly that I felt pain all over my body.
I'm going to die.
But why did I have to jump for so long on the sixth floor? I opened my eyes and saw a pair of big fangs. They bit into my neck and the blood was instantly sucked away.
Luanyang!
You bastard!
I continuously cursed this man in my heart, but I didn't have the strength to speak at all. He took large gulps of my blood to replenish his energy.
Not a single one of the surrounding creatures came up to stop me. Suddenly, I heard ear-piercing screams, knocking on my eardrums again and again.
When Luanyang released me, my whole body seemed to be very light. Luanyang tightly held me back from lying on the ground.
Faintly, I seemed to see Feng Ming's indecent Daoist robes. After carefully rubbing my eyes, I realized that it was really Feng Ming.
He did not lose an arm or a leg, instead, he looked at those evil spirits with ease. In his hand was a long sword, constantly waving, as long as it was pierced by the sword, it would immediately dissipate.
"If he's dead, he should go where he should go."
He muttered an incantation and waved his long sword. A pure light surged out.
The light made me feel very comfortable, and I was constantly attracted to it. It was just that my ankle suddenly hurt, and when I came back to my senses, Luoyang had already hidden away.
Originally, even Luoyang was afraid of this light. The phoenix cry seemed to be quite powerful.