Bang! Bang! Bang!

The knock on the door did not disappear quickly like it did at Anle's door.

Instead, perhaps it was because of the response coming from within the room.

His voice also began to become more impatient and impatient.

Xu Sanchi was sitting on the bed, his whole body stiff and he did not dare to move at all.

"Sanchi, open the door quickly, it's me!"

A very familiar voice to Xu Sanchi came from outside the door.

He was sure that in normal times, he would be able to recall that person's name immediately.

But at this time, my brain was in chaos and I just couldn't get to the key points.

Even when he heard the familiar voice, Xu Sanchi remained highly vigilant and had no intention of leaving the bed. He just asked.

"Who are you?"

"Sanchi, have you even forgotten me?"

In an instant, the voice turned sad and deep, as if complaining about Xu Sanchi's ruthlessness.

"I'm Feng Yang."

"Feng Yang..."

Xu Sanchi whispered to himself, and the memory of this name emerged in his mind.

This is a friend of the same generation who joined the sect with him, and they have always had a good relationship.

"How could I forget him?"

Thinking of this, Xu Sanchi naturally felt guilty and subconsciously took two steps out.

But he vaguely felt that he seemed to have overlooked a very important point.

"Don't worry, I'll be right here..."

Halfway through his words, Xu Sanchi suddenly paused, and then his voice began to tremble: "Feng Yang, weren't you... dragged into the blood mist a long time ago?"

Deathly silence.

Suddenly, Xu Sanchi smelled a smell of blood.

He lowered his head and saw that a series of wet bloody footprints had already walked in front of him without him noticing!

When he raised his head again, a familiar and pale face appeared before him out of thin air.

Tears of blood flowed from the empty eye sockets.

"Why don't you come to save me?"

"Aren't we... friends?"

Xu Sanchi staggered back, trying to hide behind the protection of the evil amulet and magic circle, while speaking in a mute voice.

"I, I also want to save you, but... I'm too weak."

At this time, he thought of something and defended himself repeatedly.

"It's uncle!"

"Uncle, they don't want to save you. If you want to find one, go find them!"

"Hehehe...hehehe..."

A sad and sarcastic smile came from "Feng Yang"'s mouth.

"Yeah...at that time, they didn't want to save me."

"Now, they won't come to save you."

"We are the same..."

laugh--

The evil-proofing talisman burned crazily and collided with the evil spirit.

Magical weapons and magic formations are also being constantly worn away.

The most important thing is that Xu Sanchi was frightened out of his wits.

He fell to the ground, looking desperate.

But gradually, in the flickering light of the magic weapon.

The corners of Xu Sanchi's mouth gradually rose, and the panic in his eyes was taken over by growing joy.

"Yes, we are the same."

"Hee hee hee……"

****

The strange movements in other rooms fell into Anle's ears.

He didn't care much, he pinched a small gray-black figure the size of his palm, squeezed it hard, and smeared the squeezed mucus on his arm.

The cold ghost power seeped into his muscles.

Qi and blood roared and surged, as if boiling, and were swallowed up the moment it entered the body.

Along with Anle's aura, it also strengthened little by little.

Next to him, the strange snake Lao Mo watched him quietly, his eyes full of awe and horror, thinking to himself.

"This guy is probably a sneaky natural enemy!"

It is worth mentioning that.

Anle didn't use the precautions he did.

The strange snake faithfully fulfilled its promise and attracted two evil spirits that were neither too weak nor too strong.

Then, he watched helplessly as Anle drained all the ghost power from their bodies.

It's no different than death.

Of course, Lao Mo didn't feel the slightest bit guilty about this.

The relationship between evil spirits and ghosts is not a harmonious one.

Fighting and devouring each other is the norm.

However, because of the inn owner, it was kept within a controllable range.

This gray-black villain once bit off a section of Lao Mo's body, and today he got his revenge.

"Master, I am so happy to have accomplished such a great feat!"

Seeing that Anle had absorbed the ghost energy, Old Mo hurriedly spoke, his tone full of respect.

Before, it saw that Anle didn't object to the title, so it simply climbed up the ladder and directly assumed the identity of a servant.

A look of loyalty.

Anle felt funny in her heart.

Where did this evil spirit learn to be glib and flattering?

However, he knew very well that if anyone really took the nonsense told by the strange snake seriously, he would be close to death.

You still have to be on guard against it at all times.

Turning his head, Anle looked at the two evil spirits with weak auras on the ground, and suddenly thought.

"Xiao Xiaohong can eat blood flames, but will Xie Sui eat it?"

His thoughts moved slightly, and the figure of the woman in red floated over.

and immediately understood what he meant.

"No...eat!"

Xiao Xiaohong looked at the two evil spirits with a look of disgust on her pretty face.

Then, she turned around and glared at Anle.

The beautiful eyes were a little cold, and they floated to the side silently, as if...angry?

As the mysterious place went deeper and the amount of blood flames Anle fed her increased, the woman in red's expression gradually became more agile, and sometimes she even showed certain emotions.

Fortunately, Anle knows how to deal with this situation.

Bloody fire ignited.

Swallow evil spirits.

Xiaoxiao's red eyes were bright, and she floated back to him like flying, sucking the blood flame in small mouthfuls, very well-behaved.

Anle couldn't help but sigh: "It's so coaxing."
To be continued...