High-Tech God

I saw something strange in almost every one of their photos. On their shoulders, there was a small pale hand.

The little hand seemed to be squeezing their throats. If you look carefully at the photo, you can see that their smiles were not so sweet. There was also pain in them, as if they were suffering from being pinched by that little hand.

What's going on? Are these two people possessed by evil spirits? Yang Yi frowned.

He couldn't worry about the two of them and immediately called Wang Anzhou.

Wang Anzhou is a resolute woman who always keeps her cell phone with her and will answer almost any call.

But this time the call didn't go through, and no one answered.

At this moment, Yang Yi's uneasiness became more intense. He was going to make one last call. If she still didn't answer, he would go directly to them to see what happened to them.

This time the call was finally connected, but it was not Wang Anzhou who answered the phone, but Ma Xiangyou.

Ma Xiangyou was very anxious and said with a cry in his voice: Hey! Is it Yang Yi? Something bad has happened. I don't know what happened to Xiaozhou. He suddenly fell into a coma today. The hospital has issued a critical illness notice. I don't know what to do. alright.

Yang Yi could tell that he was about to collapse, and quickly comforted him: Don't worry, I'll rush over and have a look, and you can send me the address.

Ma Xiangyou agreed and immediately sent Yang Yi an address.

Yang Yi didn't dare to delay and was ready to leave immediately.

As soon as he went out, he met Mo Jirou.

Mo Jirou was still dressed beautifully today. She and Yang Yi had a lot of fun at the Dinosaur Park that day. She couldn't stay at home, so she was going to let Yang Yi take her somewhere else.

At this moment, she saw Yang Yi's solemn expression and couldn't help but ask: What happened?

Now that time was running out, Yang Yi didn't have time to tell her in detail, so he directly took her hand and led her outside: We'll talk on the way.

This time they still traveled by spaceship and arrived at the South of Caiyun in less than five minutes.

On the way, Yang Yi told Mo Jirou the details. He originally wanted to inform Wang Yaer, but he thought that she would not be able to help him if she went there. If she knew about it, she would only be sad, so he did not inform her.

South of Caiyun, Huacheng Hospital.

Yang Yi and Mo Jirou immediately came to the inpatient department and quickly found Ma Xiangyou. At this moment, he had burst into tears and was sitting quietly next to Wang Anzhou.

The two walked in and took a look at Wang Anzhou, who was still unconscious. Yang Yi asked: What on earth is going on? How could she be in a coma when she is perfectly fine?

Hearing Yang Yi ask about this matter, Ma Xiangyou, who had finally calmed down, suddenly started crying again. He cried very sadly, twitching, and the words he said were incomprehensible.

Seeing that he was now incoherent, Yang Yi stopped asking him and turned to look at Wang Anzhou and her shoulder.

This sight startled him, and he saw that the white little hand in the photo was still on Wang Anzhou's shoulder.

Then he looked to the right of the horse and saw the little hand on his shoulder too.

Just as he was staring at the little hand, the fingers of the little hand suddenly moved, and then quickly shrank behind Ma Xiang to the right.

Immediately after the horse turned to the right, a small head appeared on the back of its neck. It was the head of a child, with no hair, pale skin, and a lot of blood on its face.

It opened its bloodshot eyes and stared at Yang Yi closely, and even grinned: Hehehehe...

The voice sounded particularly captivating, and Yang Yi had goosebumps all over his body.

Then Yang Yi looked at Mo Jirou beside him, wanting to ask her if she heard any weird sounds.

She had a heavy look on her face at the moment and seemed to have heard nothing.

Alas! Yang Yi sighed in his heart. He originally hoped that she could find something. After all, she was from the world of cultivation.

But now it seems that she has no hope.

After some thinking, Yang Yi felt that his immortal energy should have a restraining effect on these evil spirits.

Then he came to Wang Anzhou and prepared to test it.

He aimed his palm at Wang Anzhou's neck and released a stream of white fairy energy.

As soon as the immortal energy came close to the little hand on Wang Anzhou's neck, the little hand immediately let go of Wang Anzhou's neck as if it had been scalded by boiling water.

Wang Anzhou's brows immediately relaxed, and his expression softened a lot.

Seeing the effect, Yang Yi quickly continued to release the immortal energy and began to treat Wang Anzhou.

As soon as the immortal energy entered her body, the little devil no longer dared to stay on her body. With a strange cry, he ran behind Ma Xiangyou.

Ma Xiangqi felt unusually heavy on his body, as if something heavy had fallen on him, and the coldness on his body became even heavier.

He couldn't help but his legs weakened and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he held on to the wall next to him in time.

Seeing that he was swaying and about to fall, Mo Jirou hurriedly prepared to go over and help him.

Yang Yi stretched out his hand to hold her and said: Don't go there, help me look after Wang Anzhou!

Mo Jirou nodded and came to Wang Anzhou.

Yang Yi walked towards the horse to the right. In order not to disturb the two imps behind him, he tried to walk as gently as possible and did not rush over immediately.

But the two imps still felt his malice, and they merged instantly and turned into one imp. Then they drilled their heads directly into Ma Xiangsi's body, and Ma Xiangsi was immediately controlled by them.

At this moment, Ma Xiangyou's face became extremely ferocious, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and a gust of wind blew from outside, making people feel chilly.

Where did you come from, that stinking Taoist priest! Why are you meddling in other people's business? Ma Xiangyou said ferociously.

Yang Yi stared at it closely, knowing that the immortal energy in his body had a restraining effect on it, and he felt a little more confident.

Where did you come from, monster? Why do you want to harm my friends? Yang Yi stared at the ferocious horse and said to the right.

Ma Xiangyou said in a neither male nor female voice: This is none of your business, it's their two lives that should be like this. Today you meddle in this nosy matter, so you have to die too!

Mo Jirou saw that Ma Xiangyou suddenly became so ferocious and terrifying, and wanted to take action against Yang Yi. She quickly came to Yang Yi: You monster, how dare you do evil in the world, I have to accept you today!

After saying that, she waved her right hand, and a long sword with red light appeared in her hand, and she stabbed the horse to the right.

The power of Taoism in Mo Jirou also had a restraining effect on the two little devils. It did not dare to force the attack and quickly backed away.

Yang Yi was afraid that she would hurt Ma Xiangyou, so he quickly reminded: Xiaorou, please be merciful and don't hurt my friend.

Mo Jirou couldn't help but blush when she heard him call her Xiaorou.