Gao Da took him and jumped out of the room. As soon as they left, the room was completely occupied by ghosts. After they came out, the view became wider and they realized how critical the situation was.
Countless evil spirits gathered around them, and the candlelight in the room was reflected on the ceiling, swaying from time to time in the wind. They had just analyzed Gao Xiao's note and found it correct, but this was undoubtedly a slap in the face. Perhaps the lack of ghost harassment in the past was just a show to lower their defenses and catch them off guard.
If it is about teasing them, then the male protagonist has really done it completely in this game.
Gao Xiao led the way in front, while Gao Da faced away to clear out the ghosts following behind.
Now it wasn't a question of fear or not; it was simply a matter of survival or destruction, making one's blood boil. Note: This was a genuine, superficial boiling of blood, because Fan Zhiyi felt as if the blood in his body was on fire. His eyelashes trembled, and he could only let Gao Da hold him by the waist and lead him along, without the energy to think or move.
Something terrible is happening... Fan Zhiyi thought.
There were more and more ghosts, and Gaoda and Gaoxiao were standing back to back, with Xiaoman who was unconscious in between.
Gao Da felt the heat coming from Fan Zhiyi's body and asked, "Are you okay?"
"fine."
Gao Xiaowu had no time to spare to look at Fan Zhiyi: "Don't you think the ghosts nowadays are much more powerful than the previous ones?"
"I have a feeling. Calculating the time, today should be our second night in this house." Gao Da responded. While he was speaking, he killed another evil ghost that stretched its ghostly hand towards Fan Zhiyi. Gao Da frowned, keenly aware of something, "Their target seems to be Yi Zhifan."
When Fan Zhiyi heard this, his heart tightened and he subconsciously clutched his tall robes tightly. He was afraid that the two of them would find him troublesome and simply abandon him to these vicious and twisted evil spirits to buy time to escape.
Unexpectedly, Gao Xiao didn't show any surprise after hearing this, and didn't even look at Fan Zhiyi for a second glance. "Tsk, this is tough. Let's go to an open area and create a barrier to put them down. Otherwise, I really can't perform this trick."
Gao Da nodded in agreement, and Gao Xiao grabbed Fan Zhiyi's arm, holding him against his chest, letting Gao Da carry Xiaoman up to the roof. He then leaped with Fan Zhiyi in his arms, only to feel the man in his arms suddenly shrinking. He reacted quickly and grabbed him by the collar.
Fortunately, Gao Da was quick to reach out and pull Gao Xiao, preventing Gao Xiao and Fan Zhiyi from falling into the torrent of evil spirits. During this time, Gao Da had to control the sword to strangle the evil spirits that emerged from the roof to make trouble.
So the current situation is that Gao Da grabbed Gao Xiao who was hanging in the air at the edge of the roof, Gao Xiao grabbed Fan Zhiyi, and Fan Zhiyi was struggling to pull his foot out of the grasp of the little ghost who appeared out of nowhere and was still being dragged down forcefully.
More and more ghosts climbed up along Fan Zhiyi's captured feet like a sticky and damp swamp, rising from the ground and forming a small hill.
Horrible faces were swaying below, and Fan Zhiyi didn't dare to look. He could only hold Gao Xiao tightly and hug Gao Xiao's legs, and his body was almost torn in half because of the pulling from both sides.
But even so, Fan Zhiyi could still feel himself falling down little by little, and Gao Xiao had to grab his arm instead. The tearing pain made him grit his teeth.
This can't go on!
In the critical moment, Fan Zhiyi forgot that he was still running a fever. He had no strength left, and his potential to burst out at the critical moment of life and death was infinite. He kicked the evil spirits with his feet like crazy, but it was a pity that there was no effect. In return, Gao Xiao said, "Don't move!"
Fan Zhiyi looked up. Gao Da's forehead was covered in sweat, and his expression was solemn. Gao Xiao, on the other hand, was also using his magic to strike the evil spirits below as they tried to climb up and fly into the air to pull Fan Zhiyi away. However, the enemy was too numerous, and whether they were crazy or what, they continued to come here in an endless stream.
If they continue to argue and delay, they will all die.
These ghosts are coming for him, the hero wants him dead, Fan Zhiyi thought.
He can't die, he can't die...
He doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die...
Fan Zhiyi grabbed Gao Xiao even harder and held him tightly.
He looked at them, paused for a second or two, and then abruptly let go of his hand. The pulling force from below became even stronger, and Gao Xiao failed to hold Fan Zhiyi for a moment.
Everything happened so suddenly. Fan Zhiyi saw Gao Xiao's expression finally cracked. His face, which had always been arrogant and disgusted towards him, was now filled with panic. He waved at him wildly, eager to catch him again.
But Fan Zhiyi avoided Gao Xiao's rescue and used his limited spiritual power to push him up.
Afterwards, the world fell into silence and darkness. Fan Zhiyi closed his eyes and was completely swallowed by the wave of ghosts.
Fan Zhiyi first felt someone dragging him along, and he was dazed and followed the other person like a zombie. Fan Zhiyi wanted to open his eyes and control his body, but he struggled several times and failed.
The body is sometimes hot and sometimes cold, but one can sense that the surrounding climate is cold and humid.
Fan Zhiyi frowned tightly. For no reason, he developed an obsession in his heart. That was that he must wake up, he must open his eyes to see what was going on and where he was.
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