The room was dark and unable to see anything, Jin Huiqiao groped forward in the darkness, and the fear and anxiety in his heart were infinitely magnified.

The cries for help after another were heartbroken and heartbroken.

Yan Zhixu accurately found Jin Huiqiao in the dark, grabbed the opponent's wrist, and threw the person to Ji Zhou.

"Take care of her."

Ji Zhou nodded again and again, and cast a spell beside him to make a small protective barrier.

The little ghost floating in the air said in a low voice, "Sister, you hurt me."

The talisman contained the ultimate flame, and when it burned on the body, the internal organs were unbearably painful, and the pain was unbearable.

The scars on his face were particularly ugly, and his whole person looked eerie.

The little ghost said with resentment, "Sister, how could you rescue my mother without authorization? I have earned so much fame for my mother, and now it's her turn to accompany me."

Jin Huiqiao, who was hiding in the protective barrier, squatted on the ground, bent his legs, hugged his knees tightly with both hands, and buried his head on his knees.

Because he was afraid that his body was shaking, he couldn't see the shadow of a popular star in his embarrassed appearance.

"Understood."

Yan Zhixu's body rose into the air, and when he stretched out his hand, the Frost Flower Sword hidden in the sea of ​​consciousness appeared in his hand.

Holding the sword with one hand, wielding sword energy one after another, even if there is a crack in the sword body, it will not damage its strength and performance.

The powerful sword energy swung out, and the little ghost floating in the air was unavoidable, and his body was inevitably scratched.

But in just a few minutes, the whole body was covered with scars, which made it even more hideous.

"Roar--"

The kid was injured and roared, his voice full of anger.

The sound wave has attack power and hits the protective barrier set up by Ji Zhou.

"..."

Ji Zhou's face was full of worry. After opening his eyes, he could see things in the dark and clearly see the fight between the two.

According to such an attack, it will not take long for this barrier to be breached.

"bundle!"

Yan Zhixu put away the sword in his hand, and the spiritual power of his fingertips hit the kid with precision.

The light blue spell instantly turned into a chain when it hit him, tightly binding him.

"receive!"

As soon as the voice fell, the kid's body floated uncontrollably in the direction of Yan Zhixu and slammed heavily on the ground.

"What the **** is this?!"

"Just let me go!"

He struggled hard, but he couldn't get rid of the **** no matter what, and the more he struggled, the tighter the **** became.

The expression is angry, the voice is sharp and harsh, and the noisy person is inexplicably irritable.

After the noise for a while, water mist appeared in his eyes, he sniffed pitifully, and his voice was choked up.

"Mom, mom, save me, this sister wants to kill me."

"Mom, do you have the heart to watch me die? If I die, no one will give you energy anymore."

"You will soon return to the original situation of nothing, those people will laugh at you, bully you..."

...

The kid's voice was faint, and Jin Huiqiao, who was staying in the barrier, raised his head, his eyes were confused, and his lips twitched as if he wanted to speak.

Yan Zhixu poured a basin of cold water down, "Stabilize your mind, he is trying to confuse you."

Uncertain mind can easily be disturbed by reason. If the mind is bewitched, the mood will be abnormal at light level, and at worst, it will become a walking corpse that cannot think.

The status of the kid and the owner will be reversed, and the kid who will give the order will be the kid who turns over the slave.

"Not being honest."

Yan Zhixu slapped the little ghost with a sharp look in his eyes.

"Snapped--"

The force of this palm was not small, and the kid was knocked over to the ground and had to stop bewitching.