Zhang Xiaoxiao is very clear about his position. He knows that he is not the one who plays the main output, but the one who plays the supporting role.
And playing support doesn't mean he can paddle.
Do your best and obey destiny.
At this moment, all he had to do was to stay here and wait for Li Leping to come over.
But at this moment, the horror of the ghost in Fan Jian's body far exceeded the limit of what he could bear, making his face extremely ugly. He looked like he was gnashing his teeth, and his facial muscles twitched several times due to excessive tension.
He couldn't hold it anymore. The smoke he exhaled became thinner and thinner, and it could no longer cover his position.
The curse written in blood is about to find him.
"Zhang Xiaoxiao, you shouldn't come here to seek death."
Suddenly, a cold voice floated over from the other side of the smoke.
This is Fan Jian's voice.
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoxiao was frightened and subconsciously looked around, his whole body on guard.
"Am I looking for death?"
At the moment of life and death, Zhang Xiaoxiao smiled instead, but his smile was a little ferocious.
"You have done so many things to me, my wife and children, and my parents. Do you still want me to forgive you generously?"
"I can't hold on for long, and your teammate certainly can't hold on for long. Look at the miserable state you're in. I guess all the flesh and blood under that layer of skin has been scratched by ghosts, right? Even if I die here, dragging you with me
When the ghost recovers, you will definitely make a profit without losing anything."
"Anyway, I'm going to die, but it's worth it if you die faster."
Zhang Xiaoxiao's tone was cold, leaving no room for maneuver.
"You want to drag me to death?" Fan Jian smiled sarcastically, "Then I'll wait and see."
At the same time, the white smoke lingering in the community has almost been dispersed.
In the smoke, a figure could be vaguely seen.
Zhang Xiaoxiao hid in the smoke, avoiding the attack of the bloody words written by the ghost.
But now, he has no retreat, and only this little smoke is left around him.
"Got you."
Fan Jian's painful face showed a bit of viciousness.
He wanted to kill Zhang Xiaoxiao, and then go to Li Leping to settle the score.
"not good!"
Fan Jian can see Zhang Xiaoxiao, and Zhang Xiaoxiao can naturally see Fan Jian.
The lingering smoke was weakened and could no longer conceal him.
Inexplicably, an extremely cold aura began to hover around his body.
This strange breath seemed to take away his life, making his body feel a biting chill.
The white ghost smoke is being suppressed, and for Zhang Xiaoxiao, the ghost smoke is a life-sustaining supernatural being.
Once Guiyan is completely suppressed, it will be equivalent to killing Zhang Xiaoxiao's life.
At this time.
Zhang Xiaoxiao stood there motionless.
He didn't dare to run away, and he couldn't run away.
Because once he runs outside the range of the smoke, the curse written in blood will instantly lock onto him and take away his life.
However, he had no way to fight against this terrible blood word anymore.
He is just a ghost controller who accidentally acquired the ability to control ghosts, not one of those experienced ghost controllers who also have great luck.
To put it bluntly, all he can rely on is the ghost smoke in his body.
Other than that, he doesn't have any trump cards.
At this time, Fan Jian was like a powerful man, sarcastically saying: "Zhang Xiaoxiao, haven't you figured it out yet? How long has it been? Why is there no movement from Li Leping and why he hasn't come back yet?"
"What do you mean?" A trace of surprise flashed in Zhang Xiaoxiao's eyes.
Yes, how long has it been?
Why is there no movement from Li Leping?
It's obviously been half a minute.
No matter how much you delay, whether you are dead or alive, you have to give me a sure answer.
But now, since Li Leping disappeared, there are only a few collision sounds coming from the corridor entrance.
Then, there was no movement and everything became calm.
Why is this happening?
Could it be that Li Leping fell into the hands of the unknown ghost master? Was he killed?
"Zhang Xiaoxiao, Zhang Xiaoxiao, don't you think about it, after I wrote your name, wouldn't I also write his Li Leping's name?" Fan Jian's voice came through the mist.
"What?" Zhang Xiaoxiao was surprised.
Looking from his side, he could barely see a figure.
The figure lowered his head, knelt on the ground, and put a hand on his chest, as if he was suffering some kind of inhuman pain.
However, Zhang Xiaoxiao was not clairvoyant, so how could he see the bloody words on Fan Jian's chest through the smoke?
When Zhang Xiaoxiao saw the word "Zhang" written on Fan Jian's chest by Li Gui in blood, just in case, he directly used ghost smoke to cover his position, making Li Gui's blood-written curse unable to
Find him immediately.
However, who would have expected that this man with the surname Fan, who was not a man of martial ethics, would even add the words "Li Leping" after "Zhang Xiaoxiao".
"It's over."
For a moment, Zhang Xiaoxiao, who suddenly realized this, felt that all the strength in his body was exhausted.
This is a feeling of powerlessness that is even more torturous than premature ejaculation.
"Li Leping must be dead."
There was only one thought in Zhang Xiaoxiao's mind.
Because he has never seen such a dangerous supernatural attack.
He took the risk of the ghost reviving, but the smoke he exhaled couldn't last even a minute, and he was about to be dispelled by this supernatural attack.
He who was already on guard in advance was still so difficult to resist, let alone Li Leping who was not even prepared in advance?
How could he avoid this attack?
In the confrontation between supernatural beings, before the opponent's ghost ability is determined, the battle often depends on luck.
Maybe one face-to-face meeting can be enough to decide life or death.
Ghosts cannot be killed, but the people who control ghosts are very fragile.
A twist of the neck, or a shot to the head, can cause a person to become completely cold.
Especially for people like Fan Jian, who writes a name and then adds the word "death" after the name to launch a long-range attack on the opponent, it is simply impossible to guard against it.
This is like a stone suddenly falling from the sky and killing Li Leping. There is no information or warning at all. How to prevent it?
Maybe with hindsight, those who suffered Fan Jian's losses this time will not suffer such a big loss next time.
But this itself is a false proposition.
Because basically all the people who suffered this loss are dead. If only one person dies, why should we talk about the next time?
At this moment, the smoke around Zhang Xiaoxiao completely dissipated, as if it had been blown clean by a strong wind.
Zhang Xiaoxiao stood alone on the path, his eyes full of unwillingness and despair.
These ghost masters in Annan Nightclub are almost dead.
However, only Fan Jian, the leading ghost master, was left alive.
But instead of being able to kill him, he was about to be killed by him.
Suddenly.
An extremely cold breath enveloped Zhang Xiaoxiao.
"Am I going to die?"
Zhang Xiaoxiao stood there with only one thought in his mind.
He felt his body gradually becoming colder and his body temperature lowering.
The violent ghost smoke in the body also fell silent at this moment, as if it had been suppressed in some way.
His expression was full of despair. He wanted to do something more, but found that he had already tried his best.