Zhu Bajie and Nezha didn't care about Jiang Fan's reminder at all. After all, with their strength, they would have spiritual power to protect themselves.

Unlike what Jiang Fan understood, the protective spiritual power of Nezha and Zhu Bajie can be completely materialized and even achieve the effect of hurting people.

Seeing that the two of them didn't care at all, they rushed up directly. Jiang Fan did not choose to retreat, and rushed up behind them.

“This place is very evil!”

Jiang Fan looked around, his eyes full of surprise. Nezha suddenly took a step back and stared at some seemingly messy patterns on the ground.

Jiang Fan was a little shocked just after taking a look. He seemed to have similar patterns on his body. Xiaowu!

"Xiaowu! You come out! Xiaowu!"

After Jiang Fan thought of this, he first asked Zhu Bajie and Nezha to come back, and then began to shout at him. After more than a dozen times, Jiang Fan only felt a burning feeling coming from his chest.

This burning feeling was extremely surging. This was the first time Jiang Fan took the initiative to let Xiaowu appear from his body, so Jiang Fan was very uncomfortable.

"What are you doing, you guy? It disturbs my dream!"

Xiaowu looked very angry, but after saying this, before Jiang Fan could answer, Xiaowu seemed to feel something was wrong in this place, and then he actually began to turn around and observe.

"What are you doing here? How do you find this? Get out of here quickly."

Xiaowu's sudden frown made Jiang Fan's heart instantly raise. No one expected that Xiaowu, who had always been fearless, would have been nervous.

Xiaowu's illusory figure slowly came to Jiang Fan, pointed at Yan'er, who was hanging up not far away, and said something to Jiang Fan beside him that everyone present was surprised.

"That doll was taken as a sacrifice."

After Xiaowu said this, the faces of the three people, including Nezha and Zhu Bajie, became ashen, and Jiang Fan became even more anxious.

"Xiaowu, you are knowledgeable and think of a way to save Yan'er."

Jiang Fan looked at the man in front of him who was 70% or 80% similar to him, and actually started to speak soft words. Xiaowu stared at Jiang Fan in surprise.

"It seems you like her a little bit?"

Xiaowu joked, then turned around and walked towards Yan'er, but he only got closer and did not save Yan'er.

Seeing this, Jiang Fan hurried to Xiaowu's side. He was about to continue praying for Xiaowu to save people, but Xiaowu spoke first.

"The only one who can save her is you."

After Xiaowu finished speaking, his face stared at Nezha and Zhu Bajie behind Jiang Fan with a uglier expression. Nezha was a little surprised, but Zhu Bajie was a little dazed, because at the moment just now, Zhu Bajie seemed to have seen the figure of his senior brother.

"Xiaofan."

Zhu Bajie subconsciously shouted, but he didn't say the following words, and then he just said something simple, be careful.

"Okay, you walk over slowly. The cannibal flowers will slowly fade away when they feel the breath on your body. In addition, you need to communicate with them so that they can feel your sincerity."

Xiaowu continued to say to Jiang Fan. At this time, Xiaowu's face was full of inconsistency. Jiang Fan couldn't believe why his breath made the cannibal flower retreat? Could it be that he was also a flower?

Nezha seemed to have thought of something, and just wanted to stop it, but Xiaowu handed it over, and Nezha didn't say anything, just stared at Jiang Fan with some concern.

Although there were thousands of questions in my heart, Jiang Fan still took the first step, and Yan'er was almost unconscious.

In fact, Jiang Fan was always very confused. Why was Yan'er a ghost and could still be caught by the man-eating flower? Jiang Fan didn't know that this man-eating flower was not a man-eating flower in the true sense, but a soul-eating flower that specializes in eating ghosts.

Jiang Fan walked slowly over, and the spiritual power on his body slowly spread out according to Xiao Wu's words. After feeling Jiang Fan's breath, the vines that were originally wandering around actually slowly retreated.

After discovering that this method was effective, Jiang Fan gradually accelerated his pace and looked up at Yan'er, which was getting closer and closer to her at this time.

But when Jiang Fan walked less than two meters away from Yan'er, the vines that had retreated seemed to feel the danger and started to move randomly.

Moreover, they had only one target, that was Jiang Fan. Wherever they looked, they were all vines approaching him, and Jiang Fan's face immediately became ugly.

There was no time to turn around and ask what Xiaowu should do. Jiang Fan subconsciously pulled out a knife. The knife was purchased randomly from the Xianwang store when he met Yi Anhai.

But I felt that the knife was too heavy, so I kept throwing it into the corner of my backpack. In a hurry, Jiang Fan actually took it out.

The Guan Dao, who thought he couldn't lift it, felt that it was not very heavy at this time. After cutting off some vines, Jiang Fan heard the sound of whistling behind him.

Inject spiritual power into the knife, and in the next minute, I will control your body to teach you a set of sword techniques. Remember! Don’t try to resist! Remember this set of sword techniques with your heart.

After hearing the sound behind him, Jiang Fan stood there with a knife in his hand, waiting for Xiaowu to control his body. According to Xiaowu's words, Jiang Fan had no resistance at all.

Nezha and Zhu Bajie immediately understood that Xiaowu wanted to teach Jiang Fan some skills.

Holding a huge Guanjian in his hand, Jiang Fan's figure was actually very fast, and he was extremely brave, completely like a different person.

No one knew how surprised Jiang Fan was at this time. Seeing his body performing actions that he could not even imagine, Jiang Fan was even a little excited!

"A minute has passed, and you can solve it yourself."

The sound of roaring appeared in Jiang Fan's ear again. Then Jiang Fan felt that he staggered and almost fell to the ground. After stabbing the knife in his hand, he stabbed the ground and stabilized his body, a howling wind came from behind him.

Jiang Fan jumped aside. When he looked back, a vine as thick as a wrist just hit the place where he was standing just now, and the ground was hit with traces of the depth of his fist.

"I haven't married yet! Do you want my life?"
Chapter completed!