Let's Face Fear Together Chapter 131 The Specter's Party (5)
"Wow! Brother Luo, I'm so scared! I'm afraid I won't be able to see you! Wow wu wu wu..." The girl lay in Zhang Luo's arms and cried loudly.
Zhang Luo glanced at the slate ghost impaled on the ground and the ghost girl not far away, his eyes becoming more and more stern.
He helped Bai Su smooth her messy hair and said gently with a hint of apology: "Thank you, Su Su, for your hard work. You did a good job, very good, better than me."
Only those who have experienced it will know the despair. When Zhang Luo faced a fierce ghost alone for the first time, if Su Su hadn't called Qiao Xi, he would have died long ago.
This time, Bai Su faced two. It was delayed until his arrival, and he even solved one. It was hard to imagine that this was actually a weak little girl who loved to cry.
Of course, this may have something to do with the fact that the two ghosts haven't used their abilities yet. The two guys underestimated their enemy and thought they were just ordinary girls, but they didn't expect to have supernatural items in their hands.
But Zhang Luo didn't expect that the three women and the two wandering ghosts would actually chase Bai Su.
What? Bullying?
Zhang Luo's anger continued to boil out, and he was also blaming and upset himself. He was still too arrogant, and actually took Bai Su to run in such a dangerous place, without paying attention to her safety.
You shouldn't be separated from her.
The girl was still crying and talking about her fears intermittently. Zhang Luo didn't interrupt. Her emotions needed to be poured out. If she kept being tense all the time, she would go crazy.
"Can you get up?" Zhang Luo asked after her voice softened.
The little girl cried, "It hurts!"
Zhang Luo slowly helped her up and sat down, inspected her carefully, and frowned.
There was blood on the right knee, which had infected the fabric, and there were purple grip marks on the left ankle.
"We have to look at the wound." Zhang Luo said. There are no major veins in the knee, so there won't be heavy bleeding, but judging from the situation, it must be dealt with quickly, otherwise such a large piece of broken skin may even be broken, and there may be scars in the future.
It even affects walking.
The left foot on the other side, held by the ghost, may have been broken. He knew very well that the ghost's huge strength was completely unreasonable.
"But Brother Luo!" The girl said worriedly even though she was in pain, "over there..."
Zhang Luo raised his head and looked at the ghost girl who was unwilling to leave and still trying to move forward.
"Sit down." Zhang Luo also felt that he had to solve these troubles first before he could help Bai Su repair his wounds with peace of mind.
He glanced at the ghost girl with his sharp eyes, spread out the ancient book, and first collected the gargoyles that had no resistance. Then he pulled out the candlestick stuck on the ground. The ghost girl took a step back, and the weird smile disappeared.
"Get out!" Zhang Luo shouted.
The ghost girl backed away and disappeared into the mist.
Zhang Luo rubbed his head. If Bai Su hadn't been injured, he would have beaten him to vent his anger.
He took the samurai sword from the side and glanced at her: "Be patient."
The girl nodded, but her uneasiness could be seen in her pale face.
Zhang Luo used a sharp samurai sword to slowly cut a hole in Bai Su's pants around the knee area along the wound.
"Hiss!" Bai Su gasped, the wound was being affected and it hurt.
Then he peeled off the red-stained cloth from the wound in an instant, and the skin was peeled off, and it was bloody. Under the light, the knee was bright red, making the surrounding skin even whiter than jade. The wound was very hideous, like a white painting
There is a piece of mixed paint stuck to the paper, which is extremely eye-catching and dazzling.
"Yeah!" the girl gritted her teeth and said
He made a painful sound, whimpering like a wounded puppy: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Brother Luo..."
Zhang Luo's face was full of distress, he threw away his samurai sword and comforted the girl in his arms.
He became determined, as if he had made up his mind.
Open the ancient book.
Recovery: This is part of the disaster event. Obtaining it means that you have completely participated in the event. It lasts one hour and is the culprit level.
Skill introduction: You have the ability to restore everything to its original state. It can be used multiple times and is continuously effective. Although you have just recovered, its existence has proven that you are courageous and you are one step closer to your small goal of saving the world.
This was obtained by Zhang Luo when he killed the culprit-level ghost with perverted resilience in Liugu Academy.
Zhang Luo tore off the skill paper and said to Bai Su: "Take it, it will be ready later."
"Brother Luo, this... is very expensive, isn't it? You got it with great difficulty. I don't need it, just go to the hospital..." Bai Su declined hurriedly.
"Su Su." Zhang Luo's face was stern, and he looked gloomy and scary under the headlights. He said in an unquestionable tone, "Take it."
The little girl suddenly didn't dare to speak. She held the paper, but her heart was pounding.
Although Zhang Luo thinks these skill papers are very precious, it doesn't mean that he has to keep them there like a little hamster. He will still use them when they need to be used, especially now.
Although Bai Su seems to have just a flesh wound, it will definitely be troublesome to go down the mountain. If there is a fracture or dislocation, he will have to endure hardships. Moreover, he has to deal with ghosts, and Bai Su cannot be carried on his back when he is unable to move.
Of course, he didn't want to explain so much to Bai Su. At this time, it was better to spend time on recovery.
The supernatural power was indeed powerful, and Bai Su's wounds disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Bai Su also opened his eyes wide, watching the wound recover, and was so surprised that he couldn't speak.
This power is so weird that it doesn't comply with any laws of physics at all. It has refreshed humankind's understanding of the world and slapped traditional medicine in the face.
"Stand up and see if there is any discomfort." Seeing the girl's wounds disappear, leaving only her smooth and jade-like knees, Zhang Luo patted her twice and said with a smile.
Bai Su tried to stand up, but as expected he was able to move without any hindrance: "It's really amazing, Brother Luo."
"Yeah." Zhang Luo nodded and stuffed the skill paper back.
It only takes a few minutes and can be used later.
"Then let's go deal with the other ghosts," Zhang Luo handed the candlestick to Bai Su's hand, "Take it and protect yourself."
"Brother Luo, what should we do with those two Sang women?" Bai Su asked.
"Don't worry about them. Whether they die or not has no effect on us." Zhang Luo became much more indifferent again.
Regarding Bai Su's matter, he told him that it was better not to meddle in other people's business and just protect the people around him.
He couldn't imagine what he would do if Bai Su was killed by a ghost this time. He would really feel guilty for the rest of his life.
As for other people, if they have nothing to do with him, he shouldn't pay too much attention to them, not to mention those two people are still hostile to him.
Fortunately, I just heard a ghost howl and rushed over, so it wasn't too late.
This is actually the inside of the shrine, and I don’t know how Bai Su got in.
But Zhang Luo was simple. He picked up the samurai sword and took Bai Su's hand to cross the chopped wooden fence.
He raised his head and looked across the yard: "I don't know what the fighting situation is like over there."
Throw away those two
A guy who has been making trouble for himself - this explains why the two who appear to be the toughest on the scene have been standing by and watching. The main battle is still between the four ghosts in the yard. As for the ghost girl.
Zhang Luo wanted to mess with her, but this guy seemed to be a little timid. When he was helping Bai Su with his treatment, even leaving his back to her failed to tempt this guy to take action, and instead completely retreated.
"How can we repair it? Trouble." Zhang Luo saw the unfavorable battle situation on the field, and he no longer had much confidence in accepting these ghosts. He was already considering whether to burn these guys to eliminate future troubles.
In the two ghost realms, without the restraint of ghosts who also had realms, Wuxin seemed to be unable to deal with the blood rain ghosts. She stood on the wall and watched the blood in the realm getting higher and higher.
The world has become scarier.
"Click——!"
The sky was still raining blood, and scarlet lightning struck down, illuminating this terrible world.
Since the scope of the ghost realm cannot be seen from the inside, this is the infinite world of ghosts. At a glance, the blood sea is boundless and magnificent, but it slowly unfolds as time goes by.
"Wow——!" The first wave hit the wall.
The middle of the courtyard has turned into a whirlpool. As it keeps spinning, it stirs up blood waves more and more. The sound of water surges with great force, like the sky pouring down.
The waves swept away a large amount of foam, and the bloody smell in the entire space was extremely strong. Drops of blood rain dyed the world scarlet. This is a bloody world!
The small yard and the red maple trees are like isolated islands and rocks, being washed away by such huge waves but still standing, which is very magical.
After all, these are projections of the real world and will not be destroyed, but it is not necessarily true that they are targeted unintentionally.
In a short period of time, except for this courtyard, the rest of the place was filled with waves of blood, constantly beating against the courtyard walls and impacting the red maple trees. Many of the waves had already exceeded the tops of the tall cherry trees. Each one of them
The red maple is like the hand of an innocent soul struggling from the sea of blood and is gradually being submerged.
This scene became more and more out of control, and even the battle between the white mist ghost and the puppet was forced to stop. Looking up, the entire white mist world became translucent.
But even though it was illusory, Zhang Luo was shocked by this scene, feeling his own insignificance and fear, while Bai Su was stunned and paralyzed.
Of course, a mere ghost can't achieve this kind of scene in the real world, but in the weird ghost realm, everything is possible!
But even in such a grand scene, Wu Xin remained unmoved as she stood on the wall, with the wind stirring her palace clothes and the waves of blood roaring beneath her feet.
She is so small. Looking from the sky, the yard is just a small nail in the huge whirlpool. Wu Xin is not even an ant in this world.
If the matter has developed to this point, if others are to deal with it, it will be difficult to end it without using the culprit-level power to behead him, and he will have to run away.
Experienced destiny practitioners all know that in the ghost's own domain, a quick victory is always required. Waiting for the ghost to fully mobilize the power in the domain is tantamount to becoming an enemy of the world.
However, Wu Xin just looked down at the center of the whirlpool, seemingly in a trance.
Her palace clothes, which were not stained by blood at all, were gradually eroded, and the blood-colored stains seemed to be wetted by the waves.
The hanged man was still hanging high, as if he didn't care about the waves at his feet. The crow with its eyeballs in its eyes shook its feathers, but there was not a drop of blood on its body.