After getting rid of the heads-downs on the three people, Lu Fan felt that the blood jade in his hand was almost hot, as if the energy had been replenished to the extreme and was on the verge of saturation.
The three of them were lying at the entrance of the corridor, guarded by Zhao Yuelin.
Lu Fan himself stood in the middle of the pile of corpses, staring at the bones in his hands in trance.
It was obvious that the bone in Su Mei's hand was the key to finding the items for the wizard behind the scenes.
This is more like a medium that can help her better control these living puppets and find the one she needs among the corpses that fill the entire cave.
Lu Fan even has reason to believe that this white bone itself was spread from here. Now its descendants are looking for it through it, maybe just to find the body that belongs to it. After all, for these head-dropping masters,
There is no spiritual medium more suitable than the corpse of a powerful evil god.
Zhao Yuelin also nervously held a flashlight and shined it around.
She had just witnessed with her own eyes the scene where Lu Fan used Shen Nong's Wish to beat the three of them to death.
This completely subverted her three views and understanding of science.
He also suspected that there might be something unclean in this strange cave, so he held a flashlight in one hand and a gun in the other. The slender figure under the police uniform stood upright, but his eyes did not move.
, dare not leave Lu Fan for even a second.
Suddenly! She felt as if something hit her behind. Her face turned pale and at the same time, she felt a sweet sensation in her throat, and she fell out.
"ah!"
Zhao Yuelin screamed and hurriedly got up from the pile of corpses.
Then she hurriedly turned around and raised her gun, only to find a person lying down where she had been standing.
Wearing a dark blue police uniform, his hands and head were covered in blood. He lay motionless on the ground, as if he was dead.
"Chen Ming?"
Zhao Yuelin recognized the other party's identity at a glance. The muzzle of the gun was still pointed at the exit of the corridor, and the person had already pounced on him.
"Chen Ming, how are you?"
Zhao Yuelin hurriedly helped the person up from the ground. She never thought that her most valued subordinate would become like this.
His whole head and face were covered in blood, and there was still fear and panic in his eyes.
Life hangs on a thread.
Lu Fan hurried over and took the man from Zhao Yuelin's hand.
Putting his fingertips on the pulse of his neck, he whispered: "The breath is very weak. He probably lost too much blood. We need to take him out quickly to treat his injuries and stop the bleeding."
However, at this moment, a burst of intense gunshots suddenly sounded in the corridor.
Immediately afterwards, four or five uniformed policemen ran out of the corridor with panic on their faces, stumbling along the way. Like Chen Ming, their bodies were covered in blood, and their faces were full of extreme fear.
"Captain Zhao, Captain Zhao, there is a ghost here, there is a ghost!!"
