Chapter 90 Chapter 90 Family (XII)

How could Ning Helan not notice Fang Hui's eyes? She guessed what he was up to. When Fang Hui made a false move to attract Ning Helan's attention, Ning Helan flew forward to block Fang Hui's hand that was about to touch her. Fang Hui

tutted unwillingly. He took a step back and used magic. The light around him seemed to be sucked away by him. It was even darker now.

Ning Helan and Qin Yang shared vision, and no matter how good Qin Yang's vision was, he was just an ordinary person. As the surroundings became darker, he could not see.

It was sunny outside, but the house was covered with a black cloth. Apart from the faint light of the magic circle on the ground, nothing else could be seen.

Qin Yang suppressed his heartbeat, but the living room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Qin Yang's heartbeat became louder and louder. He held the talisman paper tightly in his hand and forced himself to stay calm.

The talisman paper would dissipate into powder in a short while. Qin Yang had to hold it tightly and replace it with a new one. He didn't know if it was because his spiritual power was too weak. When he saw Ning Helan using it before, the talisman paper disappeared only after the matter was over.

Ning Helan's pupils glowed a faint blue light in the dark. He held his breath and concentrated, paying attention to the movements around him.

Suddenly, a chill came from behind. Ning Helan turned around quickly, but only had time to block the attack in front of him. He was blown away by the force and hit the wall behind him.

"Xiao Lan?" Qin Yang couldn't see what happened. He only saw a flash of light in front of him, followed by a muffled sound, as if something hit the wall.

When he tried hard to see the situation around him, the barrier was suddenly hit by a "!", which almost scared Qin Yang.

The barrier lit up, and then there was another "" sound, and the barrier shook obviously.

The surroundings were so dark that Qin Yang couldn't see anything clearly. Ning Helan didn't make any sound. Qin Yang wondered if he should go out to take a look. He took a step forward and then pulled his legs back. Forget it. No one with a normal mind would go out to cause trouble for Ning Helan.

However, after not hearing Ning Helan's movement for a long time, Qin Yang was still very panicked: "Xiao Lan?"

Instead of hearing the expected response, he heard a sneer. With a snap, the barrier was hit again. Qin Yang turned his head and saw Fang Hui's bruised face stuck to the barrier, showing him a weird smile.

Qin Yang was startled and stepped back. Then he saw Fang Hui raised his hand and slapped the barrier fiercely.

"!"

The talisman paper in Qin Yang's hand turned into dust again. He quickly grabbed a new one and wanted to hold it in his hand, but "Fang Hui" suddenly exerted his power, and a force made the ground shake. The strong vibration made Qin Yang lose his grip on the talisman paper in his hand, and he fell to the side.

Without the help of the talisman paper, the spiritual power in Qin Yang's body could not be exerted at all, and the translucent streamer barrier just disappeared.

"Oh no!" Qin Yang hurried to pick up the talisman paper on the ground, but was hit by "Fang Hui". The whole person was like being grabbed by an invisible hand and thrown out, and thrown into the corner of the wall, "Ugh!"

Without the barrier's obstruction, "Fang Hui" stepped forward, grabbed Fang Cheng's hand, and pulled it out violently.

Although this five-element formation did little harm to him, Fang Hui still wanted to slowly inhale it in a safe place.

Fang Cheng, who was originally unconscious, woke up at this time. He opened his eyes in a daze, and it was pitch dark around him. He felt someone grabbing his arm, proving that there was someone next to him. A strong feeling surged up, and he didn't know why he instinctively blurted out: "Xiao Hui?"

Fang Hui, who had been grabbing him fiercely, was startled. Not to mention how Fang Cheng could see him in such a dark environment, and Fang Cheng's voice just now made Fang Hui feel that this body was suddenly out of control.

Fang Hui wanted to drag Fang Cheng away, but he didn't expect his body to become stiff, and it seemed that something was constantly squeezing his soul out.

He secretly cried out in his heart, "Fang Hui"'s soul and consciousness were originally suppressed by the ghost and fell into a coma, but unexpectedly, Fang Cheng called him and he regained consciousness.

"Fang Hui" was previously emotionally unstable, and the ghost took the opportunity to sneak in, causing his consciousness to be trapped in a dark and narrow place and unable to move.

"Xiao Hui?"

The familiar voice of his father came, and Fang Hui, who had lost consciousness, suddenly saw a ray of light in the endless darkness. He ran towards the light desperately.

Unexpectedly, a black figure appeared in the light, and "Fang Hui" recognized that this person was the ghost that possessed him.

The ghost's body temperature was very low, and a layer of frost formed on his face and body. After carefully looking at the ghost's appearance, Fang Hui suddenly remembered that he had seen it in the demon and ghost record given to him by Grandpa Ning...

The ghost wanted to suppress Fang Hui when he saw him wake up. He originally wanted to eat Fang Hui's soul, but Fang Hui's soul seemed to be protected by a force, and it would hurt people if he got close. There was no other way. The ghost had to use his magic power to trap Fang Hui's soul, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly wake up again.

Now he couldn't let Fang Hui take back the control of his body. Once he left Fang Hui's body container, he would definitely be beaten to death by Ning Helan.

The ghost thought about it and saw Fang Hui took out a book from somewhere and flipped through it while looking at himself, as if he was comparing something.

Ghost: ...

"Not this one... Not this one either..." Fang Hui couldn't find the corresponding ghost description page. The

ghost blew up a gust of wind: "Fang Hui, stop struggling. You are trapped here and you can't get out!"

"Oh, can you stop talking!" Fang Hui raised his eyes and glared at the ghost. The ghost was stunned and didn't immediately respond.

After flipping a few pages, Fang Hui's eyes lit up: "Found it!"

The real name of this ghost is Bingsha. As the name suggests, it is a person who was frozen to death in the freezing weather. It belongs to Yin and water, and water is as cold as ice. It has grudges and feeds on the essence of living people. It often appears at night. Someone once heard the voice of Bingsha in the wilderness in the freezing weather. It tricked him into sleeping in the snow and wanted to take the opportunity to seize the essence of living people.

"So that's how it is..." Fang Hui muttered to himself. He looked up at Bingsha over there. "How can you still move in such a hot day?"

Bingsha felt the corner of his mouth twitch unconsciously. He didn't expect Fang Hui to look at him with curious eyes: "Aren't you hot?"

"...It's quite hot during the day, so I go out at night," the zombie suddenly reacted halfway through his words, "Why am I telling you this, are you kidding me?!"

Fang Hui's face was full of undisguised ridicule: "I didn't force you to answer me."

Bingsha's eyes were red with anger. He raised his hand and sent many ice knives flying towards Fang Hui. Fang Hui wanted to run, but found that the place he was in was too small. There were air walls all around him. The space for movement was only the size of a bathroom. There was no way to hide in such a small place.

Seeing those sharp ice knives only a few centimeters away from him, Fang Hui shouted: "I don't want to die here!"

As he shouted, a beam of light burst out from his body and shattered all the ice knives. Bingsha didn't expect Fang Hui to do this, so he increased the intensity of his attack and conjured countless ice knives out of thin air around him again.

Fang Hui put his hand on the air wall beside him: "Wait!"

Bingsha abruptly retracted the posture of releasing the trick: "What are you doing?"

"Am I in my body? Is this my consciousness space now?" Fang Hui touched the invisible walls around him.

Bingsha looked impatient: "So what, now you and I are in your mind."

"In your mind..." Fang Hui couldn't accept this statement for a while. Could it be that he and this monster are now in the same consciousness form?

Bingsha was ready to attack, but heard Fang Hui shout "wait a minute". He stopped abruptly with gritted teeth: "What are you doing again!"

Fang Hui said curiously: "The space here is too small, not even as big as my toilet..."

Bingsha had to tell him unhappily: "The space here is small because your brain is not big, it's so small."

"Fuck! What did you say, you bastard?!" Fang Hui was so angry that his teeth were itching. He was actually mocked by a monster. He pointed at Bingsha and cursed, "You occupied my body and controlled my consciousness, and you still complain about this and that. Get out of my body!"

As Fang Hui roared, a force burst out from his body. Bingsha couldn't dodge in time and was hit head-on. He was actually forced out of Fang Hui's body.

Qin Yang, who was outside, stood up while rubbing his chest in pain. He saw Fang Hui's body glowing. A black shadow separated from his body and was hit by the light and flew out. It rolled on the ground for a long distance before stopping.

The light in the living room, which was originally pitch dark, suddenly returned to normal brightness. It seemed that the ghost's radiance had failed. Qin Yang quickly turned around to look for Ning Helan and saw him standing up from the ground with a cut on his forehead and blood flowing to the corner of his eye: "Xiao Lan!"

"Brother Yang, I'm fine." Ning Helan's tone was still calm. He wiped the blood flowing to the corner of his eye and glanced at Bingsha on the ground.

Fang Hui used his strength to expel the ice evil from his body, although he didn't know how to use the strength. It was almost brute force, so now he seemed to be a little tired.

"Hu...Hu..." Fang Hui bent over and panted. He looked down and saw three people on the ground. His legs and feet were weak. He hurried over, "Brother! Sister! Dad!"

Fang Yi and Fang Yu were unconscious and looked ugly. Although Fang Cheng looked weak, he was still conscious.

"Dad, what happened to you? Dad..." Fang Hui held Fang Cheng in his arms, "Dad, why are you like this? I, I'll call an ambulance right away..."

Fang Cheng raised his hand to touch "Fang Hui's" face, Fang Hui quickly grabbed his hand and covered his face: "Dad..."

"Xiao Hui, I'm fine, you go see your sister and brother..." Fang Cheng is still worried about his own children.

Ning Helan added: "They are fine."

Although Fang Hui saw that Fang Yi and Fang Yu did not look fine at first glance, but after hearing what Ning Helan said, he seemed to have taken a reassurance pill, so he comforted Fang Cheng: "Dad, don't worry, they are fine."

Fang Cheng nodded slowly, Fang Hui looked at his family, could it be that the bastard Bingsha did it?

Bingsha got up from the ground. He had underestimated Fang Hui. He originally thought that Fang Hui was just under a protective barrier, but now it seemed that it was far from that simple.

He wiped the corner of his mouth and stood up. His chest was obviously injured by Fang Hui's force just now. The ice on his body shattered all over the ground. He closed his eyes, gathered his strength again, and his body began to freeze again.

Ning Helan did not give him this opportunity. She dodged and kicked him in the chest.

"Bang!"

The thin ice that had just condensed on Bingsha's body shattered immediately. Before he could stand firm, he was hit by Ning Helan's punch again, breaking the screen behind him and rolling a long way.

"You..." Bingsha spat out a large mouthful of black blood, staring at Ning Helan and yelling, "Ning Helan...if you want to kill me, just do it."

Ning Helan's eyes lit up slightly, and she jumped forward, clenched her fist and smashed Bingsha hard.

"Ah!"

Bingsha's screams echoed in the room. Bingsha wanted to use magic to escape. His eyes turned red, and his hands turned into icicles and stabbed Ning Helan's eyes. Ning Helan dodged to the side, and Bingsha took the opportunity to fly to the back and distanced himself from Ning Helan. Bingsha's

scarlet eyes glowed, and then he floated in the air. As a strong demonic aura emanated from his body, the temperature in the room became even lower.

"Brother Yang, take them out!" Ning Helan shouted to Qin Yang. If they stayed in this room any longer, they would be frozen to death.

Qin Yang stood up and patted Fang Hui on the shoulder: "Xiao Hui, the temperature in here is too low. Let's take them out first."

Fang Hui sneezed several times, sniffed and nodded.

The two dragged the three unconscious people out of the room. As expected, the temperature outside immediately became warmer as soon as they left the room.

Fang Hui rubbed Fang Cheng's hands and body, trying to raise his temperature. Qin Yang took out his phone to call an ambulance, but the phone was frozen and turned off in the low temperature. Qin Yang had no choice but to restart the phone. While waiting, he looked back into the house and saw that Bingsha's body had doubled in size, and his body was wrapped in a thick layer of ice, like a metal freezer in a morgue, emitting a cold and frightening light.

Bingsha raised his hand and conjured up several more than one-meter-long ice knives and stabbed Ning Helan. Ning Helan dodged and moved lightly, quickly avoiding Bingsha's attack. Bingsha seemed to be determined not to get rid of Ning Helan, and conjured up several times more ice knives than before.

Suddenly, Bingsha's ice blades were so numerous that they looked like bullets fired from a machine gun. The speed of the attack was so fast that it was hard to keep up.

"Ning Helan, if you have the ability to attract thunder, try it now!" Bingsha shouted arrogantly. He was now protected by an ice shell. Even if Ning Helan attracted thunder, the damage to him would be very small, even less than the backlash to Ning Helan himself.

Ning Helan flipped back several times and stood steadily on the ground. The dense ice blades just now did not cause any damage to him. His clothes were still clean, and even his hairstyle was not messed up.

Bingsha noticed that Ning Helan was slightly out of breath. He sneered. As expected, no matter how powerful the person in front of him was, he was just a mortal in his teens. How could he beat a demon who had cultivated for decades?

He raised his hand, and the ice debris around him gathered and gradually condensed into a thick ice cone, ready to kill Ning Helan with one blow.