What is the relationship between Han Ziqi and Shuihan Clan? Why are all the people in Shuihan Clan a ghost, but he is the only one who has become a resentful ghost?
And they are also in opposition to each other.
Li Ting didn't know the reason for this, but he knew that Han Ziqi was not a good person.
It was impossible for him to return the black pill. If Han Ziqi could really snatch it away, he would not use such a negotiating tone.
Han Ziqi's vines swayed back and forth, and Li Ting slowly backed away, trying to reduce the sound he made and widen the distance between him and the vines.
As Li Ting retreated, he used his magic power to activate his yin and yang eyes and observed the slowly extending white vines.
From the special perspective that allowed him to see resentment, what Li Ting saw was a red strip composed of several red silk threads.
The red color seems to be flowing, sometimes brighter and sometimes darker.
No, if that's the case, doesn't it mean that the resentment in the vines changes? Just like human mana? No, resentful ghosts also use ghost energy, but their ghost energy has their own resentment.
Li Ting kept thinking, trying to figure out the relationship.
At this moment, the vine lost its patience and hit the stone wall again with a swish.
After all, the vines are soft. Even if they can pierce the soil, they cannot pierce the hard stone walls, no matter how powerful Han Ziqi is.
Seeing this scene, Li Ting and Ye Ming breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
But the next moment, several vines shot out from the gap together, shooting out in a criss-cross direction.
Those white vines were extremely fast, and one even shot out from the ground. Li Ting took a step around, rolled on the spot, and managed to avoid it.
Ye Ming on the other side was carrying someone on his back. He was obviously not as agile as Li Ting, but fortunately there were not many vines shot out from where he was standing, so he could barely avoid it with Ouyang Song.
Ye Ming had also seen Yan An use vines, but his feelings were completely different from Han Ziqi's. Han Ziqi was like a spider, with a steady stream of white vines.
The vines that had been shot in did not withdraw, but quickly danced and attacked. One of them grazed Li Ting's ankle and almost wrapped around his ankle.
Li Ting knew that if Han Ziqi really entangled his leg, it would be broken.
The two tried hard to suppress their breathing and avoid these vines.
But at this moment, Han Ziqi's voice came from outside again, "Li Ting, I can be faster, I can send in more white vines, and I will slowly figure out your position."
Li Ting remained silent.
"I will eventually be able to kill you and all the living creatures in the cave, but this will not do me much good because I am in a hurry and I have to kill the ghost who stole my things. Give me the black pill.
I will go find it immediately, and you can take advantage of this moment to wait for the next ghost to open the jade slab and escape.
You know how much I laid out to kill it, I won't lie to you.
Please return the black elixir to me, I will leave immediately, I don’t have time to hurt you anymore."
White vines were twisting and swaying in the cave, and Han Ziqi persuaded Li Ting word by word, his tone even more sincere than before.
But Ye Ming knew that the more Han Ziqi said this, the less Li Ting would agree...
The black elixir contains most of its power, and who does it want to kill with it? It wants to kill Yan An, so how could Li Ting let him kill Yan An?
Even though Yan An is very low-key, Ye Ming has heard of his name because of his excellent medical skills.
In other words, many people have heard the name "Yan An", but only Ye Ming can be sure that he is the legendary fox doctor Yan An.
Because Li Ting is Chen Shi.
So Yan An must be Yan An, the fox doctor.
What is the concept of being a close confidant of Chen Shi for two hundred years? Chen Shi and Xie Yiyin have only been friends for eighteen years.
Now the enemy was right in front of him. Faced with the revenge of parricide, Ye Ming felt that Li Ting must want to crush Han Ziqi to ashes. How could he give it the strength to kill Yan An again?
Sure enough, Li Ting's expression was not shaken at all, and a pair of
His eyes suddenly stared at those white vines, or rather at the flow of red resentment inside the white vines.
One of these white vines was lying on the ground. Li Ting's eyes flashed with determination as he walked towards the vine.
Ye Ming:?
Even if you want to take revenge, you shouldn't take the initiative to go there.
Li Ting stared at the white vine on the ground, looking for the pattern of bright and dark blood. Then in the next moment, when the red on the white vine was darkening, he whipped it with a bamboo whip.
The bamboo whip used by Li Ting had a slightly pointed head. This whip was filled with 100% of the mana and nailed the vine firmly to the ground.
At that moment, Li Ting saw that the red color of the vines had faded several degrees, and they were tensing up.
Han Ziqi was stunned instantly, and other vines swept over wildly.
Li Ting was unwilling to accept it, and took out the bamboo whip and whipped it towards the white vine whose resentment was much less intense.
The white vine dodged, but not completely. After being whipped, it softened and fell to the ground. At the same time, Li Ting was also whipped away by another flying vine, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a loud sound.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he immediately rolled back without wiping it, got up and ran away.
The next moment, where he was knocked away, several vines shot out from the ground.
If Li Ting had not run, or if he had even hesitated for a second and run a step slower, he would have been shot through and tightened, and broken into several pieces.
Han Ziqi's vines are really sharp. As long as he touches someone, can he even predict where they will be thrown? Or is it because of the mouthful of blood he spit out?
Li Ting looked at the few drops of blood on the ground, frowned slightly, and wrote blindly on the paper: - Don't let the blood fall to the ground if you are injured.
Ye Ming glanced at it and immediately looked away. While observing Han Ziqi's vines, he carefully avoided them and nodded. If possible, he didn't even want to get hurt.
Han Ziqi's vines swung faster and faster, and its sharp roar came from above, "Seeking death!"
Li Ting swallowed a pill and managed to stabilize his body's injuries. Although he was injured, there was obvious joy in his eyes.
The vines in Hanziqi are driven by ghost energy. The stronger the ghost energy, the stronger the vines. However, its vines are too many and too scattered, so it cannot distribute the ghost energy evenly, so it can only flow the ghost energy.
, so that the location of the strong and weak ghost energy on a vine changes.
This can also cover up vulnerable areas, and if the flow speed is faster, it will not be easy for people to find problems.
Han Ziqi is a resentful ghost, and his ghost energy must be filled with resentment. The stronger the ghost energy, the more resentment there will be.
Therefore, the amount of resentment is the amount of ghost energy. When the red color fades, that is when Li Ting can pin the white vine.
Therefore, if it is not so fast that it cannot be distinguished by the naked eye, there will be no ghost energy flowing in Hanziqi.
Li Ting could see the concrete resentment, so no matter how cautious Han Ziqi was, he still had a test paper with answers marked in front of him.
Han Ziqi's reaction just now proves this point.
As long as you cooperate well, you can hurt it. After all, for ghosts, ghost energy and yin energy are closely related. If these white vines are cut off, Han Ziqi will be weaker.
Weak enough that he could go out and kill it!
Han Ziqi must die. If he doesn't die in Yan An's hands, he must die in his hands.
A flash of red hatred flashed in Li Ting's eyes, and he stared at the vines floating in the cave.