My Master is Lin Zhengying

It was discovered that the exhausted dantian had only a small amount of profound energy.

Very little, but [-]%.

The reason for this is because he was overdrawn before and has been in a coma these days.

And here, there is a lack of aura.

It is already very good to retain [-]% of the profound energy in the body.

However, [-]% of his profound energy was too small to allow him to cast spells comfortably.

What's more terrible is the injury on his body.

When he moved his body now, he felt pain in his chest.

Not to mention fighting, even if it's ordinary walking, I don't dare to be too violent.

Once the wound bursts, causing secondary damage to the body, the consequences are very serious, even fatal.

But what now?

Female ghost in front?Could it be that he just lay quietly on the bed waiting to die?

At this moment, Nan Chen kept thinking in his mind.

In the end, he passed his judgment on the situation on the spot.

Decided to sit on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit to stop.

Plan to ambush this female ghost.

On the surface, he still pretended to be lethargic.

Dispel the other party's vigilance.

It's good that the female ghost doesn't approach, and Nan Chen won't take the initiative to attack.

Moreover, in his current situation, he does not have the ability to take the initiative to attack.

However, if the female ghost dares to approach him.

Could it be that Nan Chen hit him with a thunderbolt.

Try to injure the female ghost with one blow, or kill her directly.

Otherwise, he might be the one who died.

Nan Chen planned in his mind, and quietly bit his finger, and then in his life, secretly drew a breaking evil talisman on the palm of his right hand.

And the female ghost in white who combed her hair was still humming:

"You are a lover, don't be a heartless person..."

Nan Chen's ears tingled.

Is this female ghost thinking of spring or what?Sing forever.

However, Nan Chen remained calm and lay quietly on the bed.

Secretly thinking that Qiu Sheng's literary talent is still not very reliable.

He recuperates by himself, and doesn't stick two spells on the door of his bed.

Well now, out of nowhere a female ghost came.

It's fucking terrible.

As a result, just thinking of this, the humming female ghost suddenly stopped.

The combing action also suddenly stopped.

The crooked Liu Yue's eyebrows suddenly frowned, and her nose twitched slightly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

"Hey! Why does it smell like blood?"

With a hint of doubt in his tone, he put down the wooden comb in his hand and turned his head slowly.

Seeing this, Nan Chen suddenly closed his eyes and continued to pretend to be sleeping.

Apparently, it was when he bit his finger and drew a talisman with blood.

Some bloody breath was exposed and was noticed by the other party.

And the female ghost, after putting down the wooden comb, had already stood up.

Her nose was like a dog's nose, and she quickly locked onto Nan Chen on the bed.

As soon as he turned around, he slowly floated towards Nan Chen...

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Nan Chen felt the cold approaching.

He knew that the female ghost was approaching him.

But for his own safety, Nan Chen could only continue to endure.