Cecil stood at the stairs and looked up at the green-haired girl above.
No, it shouldn’t be called a girl at this moment.
The eyes were pitch black, the cheeks were bloodless and sunken, blood was flowing from the facial features, she was still a teenager, but her skin was like that of a person in his teens. From time to time, the terrifying face of the man's hatred flashed across her face...
——This is simply a monster that is neither male nor female!
The dull green hair flew in the air like the tentacles of a monster. The opponent's neck tilted and with a "snap", it was twisted into a 90-degree angle in the air. The dark pupils looked at them viciously and laughed, "You, found out."
Cecil looked solemn and cursed, "Damn it."
It seems that the other party is not going to let them go.
He grabbed the bag on the sofa, took out the prepared scriptures and cross from it, pointed the cross at her, and muttered something.
Dadong's face darkened and his eyes swept over the vase on the cabinet next to him.
The next second, the vase rushed towards the other party.
Fortunately, Cecil dodged it nimbly. He turned over and kept chanting ancient scriptures that echoed in the dark night.
Although ghosts in a place are under the jurisdiction of that place, Dadong has been abroad for a long time, and the negative energy in his body is forged by the surrounding environment. These scriptures are still somewhat harmful to him.
Although the power given to him by the young master was strong, it was also limited. Seeing that his soul state was slightly loosening, Dadong's face looked grim.
Since you can't beat this priest, just attack others.
His gaze fell on the uneasy Jodi, and his eyes flickered slightly.
I saw the chairs on the dining table begin to tremble and move, and the utensils in the kitchen began to move uncontrollably.
Cecil's face changed when he saw this.
not good!
"Watch your back!" he shouted.
But he was still a step too late. When Hou Liang turned his head, he only saw a flash of white light in his eyes. The sharp knife seemed to be controlled by something and rushed straight towards his heart!
[Oh my god! Hou Liang, please don’t die! ]
[I hope the car won’t flip over! No!!]
[Is the protagonist going to sacrifice himself for the plot? ]
Hou Liang originally wanted to dodge, but he was still holding Jiang Xi in his arms. His pupils shrank, and he could only barely turn sideways to block the knife. The knife stabbed into his arm and then was pulled out fiercely.
Blood gushed out instantly, Hou Liang's face changed suddenly, cold sweat oozed out of his forehead. He raised his bare hand to press down the blade, but the unknown force was still too strong, and the sharp blade approached his heart little by little.
"Dad!" Jody was horrified when he saw this and reached out to grab the handle of the knife floating in the air.
"Don't touch it, Jody!!" Cecil hurriedly stopped him. He pointed the cross at the knife, lowered his head and recited scriptures. The knife fell to the ground with a clang.
Hou Liang lost all his strength in an instant, his arms hung limply on the ground, and sweat dripped from his forehead.
Xiaodao was under control, but Qiao Xi on the stairs was gone.
Cecil looked around but still didn't see anyone. He didn't know what he was thinking of. His face changed and he exclaimed in a low voice: "Filia!!"
He raised his leg and wanted to walk upstairs, but he still looked at the injured Jiang Xi and others with concern.
After thinking it over, he took out some holy water from his bag and sprinkled it on the ground. He lowered his head and said to Jody in a serious tone: "Jyoti, no matter what happens, don't leave. If someone talks, just pretend you didn't hear them, okay!"
Jody nodded with red eyes: "Okay, I understand."
"Uncle will be back soon. Take the phone and call the police and the hospital. Take good care of mom and dad."
Cecil gave her the phone, touched her head and went upstairs.
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