infinite danger

Chapter 210 Revenge

The red on the tip of the moon became more intense, as if a layer of red rouge had been applied, smudged upwards, reflecting You Yun red.

Under the moon, the small, dead island became turbulent, and a strange red light appeared from the center of the island, spreading to the surroundings at an indescribable speed.

The source of the red glow was a young man suspended in mid-air, and entangled red threads emerged from his wrist, like strong blood vessels, frantically absorbing the surrounding Yin Qi.

The large army of wandering souls excited by the smell of blood had already tasted the taste of regret, and fled in a panic.

Drilling into the ground, hiding in buildings, floating up tree trunks... The wandering souls thought they could get rid of the tracking of the red silk thread in this way. The nutrition of the red silk thread.

"I was slapped on by the street boy, the chairman of the seminar. He said that ghosts are so powerful that ordinary people can't fight us, so they can only be slaughtered by us..." A wandering soul holding an umbrella ran and scolded: "Ordinary people are at our mercy." Slaughter is right, but this guy is a monster! We only have to be slaughtered!"

The little wandering soul who ran with him cursed: "I told you, don't trust ghosts from other districts, but you are all fooled by him. He said that he can sell the whole island to us, from the office. It’s so difficult to grab the territory in your hands, and you actually believe him when he talks about it!”

"Don't be an afterthought here, didn't you come too?" The wandering soul holding the umbrella was not convinced, and retorted: "And they did pull out a dragon pecking cone!"

The wandering soul passing by: "Don't push me, if you don't run away, you will die!"

"Run? I'm not running anymore!" The wandering soul holding an umbrella floated into the air and shouted: "That kid doesn't know how to do it well, we might have a chance of winning if we attack his body together!"

The umbrella ghost should have some status among the ghosts on Baietan Island. When he yelled, the nearby ghosts stopped and turned to face Ji Siwei.

Hundreds of wandering souls released Yin Qi at the same time, black air filled the air, and the water vapor in the air condensed into small frost. The temperature of the whole street suddenly dropped below ten degrees, and the nearby plants withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wandering souls who were passively fleeing turned into active attacks, using yin energy as a weapon, and rushed towards Ji Siwei again.

A cloud of ghosts rushed over with bared teeth, and it was quite scary to look at.

A large amount of Yin Qi poured into his body, making Ji Siwei feel cold all over his body, but his expression was as calm as water: "Very good, I'll chase after you."

After being nourished by Yin Qi and the energy of meteors for so long, the red silk thread has almost become a part of Ji Siwei's body. They actively formed a barrier, enclosing him and the two little guys, swallowing up the Yin Qi coming to his face. .

"Don't be cowardly! Fuck him!" Youhun put the umbrella away, and slammed it towards the barrier with the umbrella. The red silk thread stuck to the surface of the umbrella. Youhun's facial features wrinkled into a ball, and he pulled it hard... The red thread wrapped around his umbrella along the umbrella. Wrist, the next moment, he was wiped out before he even had time to scream.

The wandering souls who watched this scene were dumbfounded, and the yin energy from their bodies dissipated in fright.

A wandering soul stammered and asked, "Still... still messing with him?"

The other wandering souls reacted and ran away: "What are you doing, run away!"

What they didn't know was that just when they decided to fight back, they had already missed the only opportunity to escape.

After the warm-up exercise, the red silk thread has grown and matured, spreading several times faster than before, sweeping away all the wandering souls participating in the siege like a storm.

The wind turned and disappeared without a trace, and the noisy park returned to silence, only the withered leaves kept falling.

The satiated red silk thread slowly drew back, Ji Siwei's heart was almost frozen to stop by the excess yin energy, he switched the supernatural power in his body in time to protect the heart vein, and his overdrawn body fell lightly to the ground.

The yin energy collided in the body and merged with the energy of the meteor, and the internal organs seemed to be torn apart. Ji Siwei clutched his chest and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The little puppet surrounded him nervously and held his finger: "Master, how are you?"

The eight-tailed cat patted him with its paw: "Don't be so desperate every time, I'm terrified."

Spitting out this mouthful of blood, Ji Siwei felt a little relieved instead. He rubbed the corner of his lips with his thumb, looked at the blood on his fingertips, and waved his hand: "It's not a big problem, it's just that this hunting has exceeded the body's load. The backlash is a bit strong."

He raised his hand, and the red silk threads had already gathered to the length of his fingers, and some of them got into the wound on his fingertips following the smell of blood, and the color was particularly bright.

In excruciating pain, Ji Si pulled out the few red silk threads, and the wound was torn open, dripping with blood.

Ji Siwei couldn't care less about treating the wound, so he pressed the bud of the red silk thread back into the copper coin with his palm.

The little puppet felt distressed when he saw it, and hurriedly used blood mist to help him stop the bleeding. It raised its head and looked at Ji Siwei, and said seriously, "The little puppet doesn't want to see its master get hurt again."

The eight-tailed cat looked serious: "Did you hear me, don't get hurt again."

Blood stains covered almost the entire copper coin, obscuring its original appearance.

Ji Siwei smiled, and said in relief: "Don't worry, I will pay attention to propriety, and try not to hurt myself in the future."

"Promise." The puppet reached out to Ji Siwei.

The eight-tailed cat silently put its paws under the puppet's hand, glanced at Ji Siwei, and snorted, "Why are you standing still, hurry up."

Ji Siwei lowered his eyes, and covered the puppet's back with his bony hand: "Okay, promise."

The eight-tailed cat pointed to its own eyes with its paws, then pointed to Ji Siwei, and said like a domineering president, "I will keep an eye on you."

"Okay, okay." Ji Siwei's eight-tailed cat's round eyes turned cute, and his smile deepened: "Let's hurry up and find Ye Xiao."

The eight-tailed cat rubbed off a lot of yin energy, and its evil spirit increased greatly. It flicked its tail, and its body became the size of a tiger. It was majestic and majestic, and even its voice became much calmer: "Come up, I will take you to find him."

Ji Siwei rolled onto the back of the eight-tailed cat, and it stepped on the air and leaped into the air, following Ye Xiao's scent, it walked away through the air.

The enlarged version of the eight-tailed cat is like a plush toy, and it feels so good in the hand. Ji Siwei couldn't put it down: "Bawei, when winter comes, you can stay in this shape and sleep with me. It will definitely be warm."

"Nonsense... what are you talking about." The eight-tailed cat wobbled and almost fell with him: "I have a cat palace built by sister Siyun, you sleep by yourself."

Ji Siwei: "I thought you couldn't get used to sleeping in Maogong, didn't you sneak up on my bed to sleep in the middle of the night these two days?"

The eight-tailed cat was furious: "I just went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and I got lost on the way!"

Ji Siwei let out a long "Oh".

The eight-tailed cat stopped on a treetop, and its voice became serious: "Huya, the situation at Ye Xiao's side seems to be not very good."

Under a street lamp, Ye Xiao opened a semicircular golden barrier, and his old eyes were healing Lao Li who was lying on the ground.

A half-length doll, an alcoholic uncle with a lizard tail, and a pink fox are attacking the barrier.

Although Ye Xiao was expressionless, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and it seemed that he couldn't last long.

All the remaining cadres from the seminar are here, which shows that there are probably other evil spirits on the island who are as capable as them.

Ji Siwei opened his palm, and a red silk thread emerged from his palm, wrapped around the tree trunk, and brought him to the ground.

Ji Siwei smiled brightly: "Hi, long time no see."

"It's not long since I saw you." The pink-haired fox smiled but didn't smile, and the fox's eyes were curved into two unfriendly arcs: "We were worried that we would never have a chance to do anything to you, so you sent it to the door yourself."

"Hurp." The alcoholic uncle drank his last sip of beer and shook the glass bottle: "Damn it, just because of you, an idiot, the organization we worked so hard to destroy in one fell swoop."

The glass wine bottle was thrown from his hand, and he threw it at Ji Siwei with murderous intent.

The degree of danger of these people and wandering spirits are completely two concepts, Ji Siwei reacted quickly and waved a cloud of blood mist.The bottle was hit and exploded in the air like a ignited firecracker.

The blood mist filled the air, and the thick and greasy bangs of the alcoholic uncle were swayed by the river wind. He patted his belly, and a spiked whip appeared in his palm: "I want you to pay with your life."

"As I said, we will discuss revenge..." The pink fur fox dragged the blood sword forward, and said coldly, "I will swear to the death."

Ji Siwei said with a smile: "You want to die so much, how dare I stop you."

Ji Siwei spoke arrogantly, and the pink-haired fox laughed back angrily: "It's not certain who will die, I will burn incense for you next year on Qingming."

As soon as the words fell, the pink-haired fox disappeared in place, and suddenly appeared in front of Ji Siwei, with the blood sword wrapped in a sharp wind, and slashed towards his neck.

As the evil spirit passed by, Ji Siwei narrowed his eyes uncomfortably, raised his black knife to resist, and fought hand-to-hand with each other's eyes, neither giving an inch to anyone.

The little puppet quietly appeared beside Ji Siwei, a ball of flames sprang up from his fingertips, and he roared and pressed towards the face of the pink fur fox: "Bullying my master? No way!"

The pink-haired fox's expression changed, and he disappeared in place again before the fire was imminent.

Flames fell to the ground, burning a large hole in the tarmac.

This guy is a real person, and he doesn't know what to do, and he will make a big change every now and then.

"The little puppet will protect the owner." The little puppet patted his small chest.

"I believe you can protect me." Ji Siwei touched the end of his hair that was scorched by the fire, and said in a discussing tone: "However, when you set fire next time, how about staying a little farther away from my hair?"

The little puppet readily agreed.

Ji Siwei sighed, suddenly grabbed the puppet's body, dodged, and dodged the sword that struck the back of his head.

The ends of the scorched hair just now were cut off by the sword energy, and they floated freely in the air... Ah, poor hair.

The pink-haired fox failed in the sneak attack, and the blood sword slashed down on his head. The fox's eyes were bleeding red: "You are not wronged if you die by my sword!"

Ji Siwei raised the knife to hold the blade, and thick blood mist suddenly appeared from the palm of his hand, and it jumped onto the arm of the pink fur fox in the blink of an eye.

The pink-haired fox wanted to repeat the same trick, but could no longer disappear out of thin air.The sword in his hand was quickly swallowed by the blood mist, Ji Siwei grabbed his neck and leaned against the tree trunk, and said casually: "It's better to be humble."

On the other side, the eight-tailed cat has already fought against the alcoholic uncle.Although most of the eight-tailed cat's monster power has been suppressed, there is still a chance of winning the fight with the alcoholic uncle.

Ye Xiao stepped out of the barrier, swung a knife, and the golden light blocked the half-body doll who wanted to support him: "Where are you going? Your opponent is me."