Chapter 1120

As a ray of light flashed in front of their eyes, they only felt the heat in their eyes and looked forward along Downing's fingers. This sight almost made them scream and jump.

At this time, old Tang and the second master Hong were both staring at the scene in front of them in horror.

Previously, they only saw the people of that group resting. When they looked at it, it was a different scene. Some of them were hanging upside down and sucking the essence and blood of the friars. Some were biting around the monks. Some tried to figure out the bodies of the monks. The faces of the monstrous and terrifying ghosts were green and white The cold breath of blood and the blue and white tusks looked like the evil spirits. Just looking at it like this, they already had a chill on their feet.

It is not that they dare not cry out, but cover their mouth with both hands, and the extreme fear and horror make them unable to make a sound. They can only stare at it with a pair of startled eyes.

The second master Hong left the grass on the edge of which was held by Mr. Tang. He didn't know whether it was the instinctive reaction brought by the scene in front of him or what was going on. He felt a cold smell coming from his neck, which made his hair stand up. He saw the little bald head over there motioning to him to look back.

He stopped, stiff neck, slowly turned his head, this look, just on the last blue and white face, the drum out of a pair of gray white ghost eyes, the whole eye turned up, and close to the second master Hong, as if to try to see it, but the second master Hong has been scared, stiff in there staring at a pair of eyes did not move once.

When the ghost wanted to get close to Tang Lao, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the little bald head over there staring at it like a smile. Shengsheng was so frightened that his gray eyes protruded out, and he retreated abruptly and did not dare to go any closer.

After a long time, Mr. Hong took a breath. However, he felt as if he had been fished out of the ice water. He turned his head and looked at the old Tang and the little bald head and asked in a trembling voice, "are we going back?"

Downing signaled that they would retreat back first, and then she would take a look at the front line, and then she would quietly retreat.

After the three returned to the team fire and sat down, the second master Hong felt his body still shaking. He looked at the dignified old Tang, looked at the bald head holding his chin as if thinking about something. He took a deep breath and asked, "young master Tang, those ghosts were sucking their essence and blood?"

"Well." Donning nodded and answered.

"But how can there be so many ghosts? If you inhale like this, will the people in that team... "

As if he had thought of something, he looked around them, but he saw nothing. As soon as he thought of returning, his slightly hot eyes recovered, and he could no longer see the ghosts. He could not help asking, "is there anything in our team? Why can't my eyes see those things again? "

"The eye of heaven has only been open for a while, and when the time comes, we can't see it." She laughed and looked at his pale face and said, "those things are better not to see. Otherwise, I will be scared only by myself."