Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

Ye Fan's eyes were closed, and the air machine kept locking the room.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and stared at the door.

His eyes were shining brightly, as if he could penetrate the darkness, and he thought to himself, "Is it finally unbearable?"

In the courtyard, a figure appeared at some unknown time.

The moonlight fell on it, like a layer of white gauze.

The figure floated back and forth in the courtyard, gradually approaching the door of the room.

In the blink of an eye, it came to the door.

The figure seemed to be hesitant, lingering at the door, as if hesitating whether to go in or not.

Suddenly, its eyes were fixed on the door, and it backed away in surprise, as if it wanted to leave.

"It's already here, why rush to leave? Why don't you stay and chat and enjoy the moon!"

When the figure was about to hide into the darkness and merge with the space, there was a sound of banter in the room.

Chapter 532 A drop of ink, a weird smile!

"Squeak!"

The door opened automatically, and a figure leaned out from behind the door.

The figure was tall and tall, with delicate and fair skin, and the moonlight shone on him, exuding a crystal luster.

A golden-blue luster emanated from that figure's body, and scorching air waves and biting chill erupted at the same time.

It seems to put people in the ice and fire, it seems to freeze the soul, and it seems to burn everything.

The figure in the courtyard let out a terrified scream, and before he had time to escape, he was enveloped in a prison of blood.

At the same time, one hand grabbed its neck and lifted it.

The true vitality, qi and blood contained in the cold air leaked out, turned into qi and blood handprints, and strangled its neck tightly.

Where the true essence passed, thick frost condensed.

The figure struggled a little, then stopped moving, and was directly frozen into an ice sculpture.

Strangely, the figure inside the ice sculpture was invaded by qi and blood, a wisp of breath drifted out, and finally turned into black water droplets.

The water droplets are pitch black, as bright as ink!

Ye Fan leaned forward and sniffed it, and said in surprise, "It turned out to be ink."

There was really a drop of ink in front of him, but he couldn't feel any resentment.

But Ye Fan would not think that the ink here is an ordinary thing, and it will never be ordinary if it can come out to harm people.

Ye Fan looked back into the room, Zhuge and his son were still soundly asleep, and didn't notice anything was wrong at all.

He sealed the entire room with blood, and only then lifted the ice that froze the figure.

When the ice lifted, the figure fell straight upright.

Its skin was like crisp skin, and it shattered instantly when it fell to the ground, leaving only a white bone.

There is no internal organs, let alone blood, only white bones wrapped in a layer of skin.

Ye Fan used his energy and blood to piece together the scattered bones like a marionette.

After putting it together, the white bones actually condensed Ye Fan's face.

It was a face covered with fine cracks, the corners of the mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a sinister smile.

The empty eye sockets seemed to be staring at Ye Fan.

The smile didn't last long before it shattered and turned into dust.

Facing the weirdness enough to scare ordinary people, instead of being afraid, Ye Fan showed a strange look: "You want to scare me with this kind of trick?"

Shaking his head, Ye Fan turned back to the room, his eyes shifted to the bed, and Master Wang was gone.

Ye Fan patted the table: "Don't sleep, people are gone, it's time to work."

He finally understood why Zhuge Feng was only a branch.

"Huh? What?"

Zhuge Feng sat up startled from his dream, his brain hadn't started working yet, and he looked at Ye Fan sleepily.

After a while, he patted his forehead and remembered what he was here for.

Noticing Ye Fan's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his old face flushed and he was extremely embarrassed.

"Brat, wake up!" Zhuge Feng patted Zhuge Yang awake.

"Is it dawn?" Zhuge Yang stretched his waist and asked with a sigh.

"Snapped!"

The answer to Zhuge Yang was his father's slap, and this guy instantly woke up.

"Master Wang has disappeared."