So it chose to attack Fan Ling. As expected, Fan Ling was really weak.
The sound of "click, click, click" continued behind him, which made Fan Ling's heart stand on end.
He was getting tired of being chased by that thing for so long. If he kept running like this, the thing would catch up to him sooner or later.
When the time comes, the big scissors in its hand will come up and cut him in half.
Fan Ling shook her head just thinking about that scene. He was still so young and hadn't found a wife yet. He didn't want to die.
Now I don’t know where Shang Longyue and Luo Wenyu are. Even if I want to find them, I have to know their location.
He was not familiar with the Yuanqing Temple. If he ran around randomly and ended up in a dead end, he would be...
"No, isn't it?" he said angrily.
One second he was murmuring in his mind that he was afraid of walking into a dead end, but the next second he was at a dead end.
There was no way to go ahead, and the footsteps behind him gradually slowed down. He turned around and looked behind him, only to see the ghost approaching him leisurely.
It knew that there was no road ahead and Fan Ling could not escape, so it walked slowly to a position half a meter away from Fan Ling.
"Hehe...why don't you run away?" The voice was sarcastic, and the weird voice sounded in the dead end.
Fan Ling stepped back repeatedly and retreated to the wall, his back pressed against the wall.
My whole body was resisting that ghost.
"Why didn't you run away?" Its voice suddenly became sharp, and the harsh sound made Fan Ling feel as if her eardrums were about to burst.
Fan Ling's legs were getting weak and she was trembling, "You, don't come here!"
He was really scared, his face turned pale with fright, and the cold sweat on his back made his clothes wet.
"What are you afraid of? When you become like me, you won't be afraid anymore!" The thing's mouth suddenly cracked behind its ears, black blood overflowed from it, and the air was filled with a rotten smell.
Those eyes with only black pupils were staring at him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was absolutely malicious.
At this moment, Fan Ling no longer cares whether the taste is ugly or not, he is about to die now.
The thing suddenly rushed towards Fan Ling Express. The twisted face was getting closer and closer to Fan Ling. It might be in front of him in the next second. The big bloody scissors were shaking in its hands, and there were still residues on the scissors.
Pieces like skin.
No one knows what the scissors actually cut.
Fan Ling's pupils shrank suddenly due to fear, his lips wriggled slightly, and finally he closed his eyes tightly, "Princess, help! Ahhhhhhh!" Another beautiful tenor voice sounded.
"They can't protect themselves now, no one can save you!" the thing said with a sinister smile.
The moment the sharp scissors were about to touch Fan Ling, there was a loud "bang" sound, and the evil object that originally rushed towards Fan Ling seemed to have been immobilized.
It froze in place with fear and confusion in its eyes. Ghosts have no hearts, and it would not hurt even if it was penetrated. But now it felt a severe cramping pain coming from its heart.
The pain continued to increase.
It lowered its head and looked at its chest. Its ghost elixir had been beaten to pieces, a hole had opened in its chest, and black blood was constantly leaking out.
Not only was it shocked, but Yong Fan Ling was also stunned.
The next second the evil thing fell to the ground, its eyes before dissipating were filled with deep doubts and confusion.
It doesn't know how it died until it dies.
All the evil things in front of him disappeared, and Fan Ling did not recover.
His nerves were tense now, his face was a little pale, and he was obviously frightened.
He looked around nervously, his brain still in a "confused" state when faced with what was happening in front of him.
A pleasant ringtone floated into his ears, and the clear and melodious ringtone made his tense nerves relax a little.
He seemed to have heard this voice somewhere before... His eyes lit up and he clapped his hands. He had heard that voice from the masked heroine!
Could it be that she was the one who killed the evil thing?
Fan Ling looked towards the source of the sound. The person who appeared in front of him was not the masked heroine but Shang Longyue.
Fan Ling frowned slightly, with doubts in her eyes.
Shang Longyue gently fiddled with her hair, "Originally, according to your prince's wishes, you were allowed to practice your courage alone, but..." She paused, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, looking like she was in a good mood.
"The first thing you think of in a crisis is to ask me for help."
"I would really feel sorry for you if I didn't come."
When Fan Ling called Shang Longyue, she was holding Luo Wenyu and walking towards the direction of Yaolian. Not long after she left, she heard Fan Ling's screams.
She put a small paper man on Fan Ling's body to follow him, so she quickly found Fan Ling's location.
When Shang Longyue arrived, the evil thing was rushing towards Fan Ling very quickly, and the two big scissors looked like they were going to cut Fan Ling into pieces.
She immediately carried Luo Wenyu, who she had turned into a little fox, and teleported to the opposite roof.
She put Luo Wenyu aside, and a black psychic energy 98k appeared in Shang Longyue's hand.
She was lying on the roof. The 98k telescopic sight was attached to her eyes. A small formation appeared in front of her eyes, which was regarded as an auxiliary effect.
The sight of the Ling Neng 98k plus its own small eye array sight can be said to be perfect for Shang Longyue.
Shang Longyue pulled the trigger neatly, and after a loud "bang" sound, the evil thing's ghost elixir was shattered by the psychic bullet.
The whole process took her less than two seconds. In these short two seconds, she not only came up with an excellent way, but she also killed the evil thing in such a short time.
Next to him, Luo Wenyu was a little lost in thought.
Before he had time to react, Shang Longyue had already killed the evil thing that wanted to kill Fan Ling.
Shang Longyue looked at Luo Wenyu who was watching her stunned. She couldn't help but smile and said, "My lord, what's wrong with you?"
It took him a long time before he replied, "No, it's nothing."
Shang Longyue said, "Really? But I don't think the prince is okay."
"Is it possible that the prince was frightened by me?"