Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness at the Beginning

“It’s done!”

Spirits shook.

Wu Ma’s palm was wrapped in a trace of ghost mist, entangled in these two blood-colored handprints that constantly flashed between the illusory and the entity.

The supernatural power was glued, and the two handprints were carefully taken away from his sister’s palm.

The pupil of his left eye contracted slightly, and after confirming that there was no spiritual residue of the ghost handprint in Gu Xiaoshi and Gu Xiaoyu’s bodies, Wu Ma took a deep breath.

“Come back.”

The ghost mist injected into their bodies overflowed from their bodies and merged into Wu Ma’s breath.

The two lost the support of their spiritual power, their bodies went soft, and they directly passed out.

Ignoring the unconscious sisters.

Wu Ma’s attention was all on the ghost handprint bound by the ghost mist.

This ghost handprint is different from the other weirdness he controls.

There is no material medium.

If he hadn’t fixed this thing with a ghost mist, this pair of ghost handprints would have disappeared directly into the air while leaving the two sisters.

After all, the handprint is only available when it is printed.

If it is not sealed, He does not exist.

When they have no host, they disappear into reality.

Raised his hands, aimed at the two handprints entangled in ghost fog.

Wu Ma slowly covered his hands.

It was as if pressed on a piece of sticky blood that had begun to cool.

This pair of ghost hand prints covered his palms in reverse while touching Wu Ma’s hands.

A chill was accompanied by a tingling pain.

The blood-red ghost handprint began to seep into Wu’s skin.

“Shhhhhh

Uncontrollably clenched his fists, and Wu Ma’s pupils suddenly dilated.

His consciousness was pulled into the distance by some unknowable being.

Crash!

The clashing sound of shackles echoed.

Endless darkness appears in the view.

In this darkness, there was a faint hint of some kind of silhouette creeping.

An unsettling aura ripples in the darkness.

It’s scary.

What is it?

Wu Ma looked at this darkness and was slightly dazed.

The illusion of the ghost handprint did not seem to have much power of spiritual pollution, but only threw his consciousness into this somewhat strange darkness.

It made him a little scratching his head.

But in the next second.

He saw a pair of big hands suddenly appear out of thin air.

Grabbed his consciousness fiercely.

Suffocation, pain.

It was obviously consciousness, but Wu Ma felt as if he was really being held by a pair of big hands.

The squeezed cannot breathe.

His consciousness was also subjected to some kind of strong restraint at this moment, and he could not move.

In the room, with the change of Wuma’s consciousness.

The body also had a horrific feedback.

Depressions appeared in his flesh wounds.

His whole body seemed to be pinched by a pair of invisible big hands.

Creak!

Duh!

There was a burst of bone squeezing, and then the sound of shattering sounded, and his body began to twist and deform.

Blood gushed from his nose and mouth.

His pupils were constantly fluttering.

“Eh!”

A low roar.

The pupils diffused by the bruises on his forehead suddenly contracted.

He abruptly relied on his own will to return consciousness to his body.

“Restart!”

Time was reversed, and the spiritual power in his body was strongly repelled.

Wu Ma’s twisted body blurred slightly, and then returned to its original state

“Phew!”

One ass sits on the ground.

Wu Ma looked at his palm with a palpitation, and the pair of terrifying big hands hidden in the darkness couldn’t help but appear in his mind.

It was a weird entity that left a ghost handprint.

Just now, while he harnessed the ghost handprint, he had a connection with this big hand hidden in the unknown darkness.

As a result, his consciousness was pulled into the darkness by that big hand.

Almost pinched to death by Him.

Wu Ma could feel that these big hands were not going all out to deal with him, but because when he controlled the ghost handprint, he had some kind of instinctive killing reaction.

This kind of killing reflection is like being bitten by a mosquito and instinctively shooting.

Inadvertent, but deadly.

【Buzz! 】

[Your luck is always good. 】

[I often mess with some very bad guys.] 】

[Those hands are very, very dangerous, even compared to time. 】

[However, if it were you, it might be possible to control these hands.] 】

[Provided, you must be able to find Him. 】

“Hands?”

Putting down the phone, Wu Ma raised his palm.

His palm looked the same as usual, and there was no change.

But in the next second.

His palm suddenly turned blood-red, as if it was stained with blood.

Ghost handprints.

He has already been harnessed and imprisoned.

Now he has been able to use this handprint to suppress the weirdness.

At the same time, he could also feel that through this ghost handprint, he had some kind of connection with the big hand hidden in the darkness.

This connection is intermittent, as if the signal is poorly contacted because of the distance.

“Eyes…”

“Breathe in…”

“Sword…”

“Huh…”

Shaking his head with a smile, Wu Ma suppressed the thoughts that had risen in his heart.

He looked at his sister, who was still in a coma.

He got up and carried them to the bed and covered them with a quilt.

Looking at the bloody left and right hands of the two.

Wu Ma thought about it and released the Ghost of Time.

The power of time backtracking was in the palms of the two of them.

Their palms are traced back to when they still have skin.

However, at this time, there was no ghost handprint in their palms, and their skin color was no longer red, but returned to a fair appearance.

Looking at the stretched brows of the two, Wu Ma nodded.

He raised his hand and looked at his hands again.

He hesitated, abandoning the idea of leaving contact details.

Since these two sisters no longer want to be tricksters.

Then it’s best to keep them completely away from weirdly related things.

From today, they will live ordinary lives.