Medicinal Immortal

As a ray of light gleamed in front of the two of them, they only felt their eyes slightly hot. They followed Tangning's fingers and looked forward. This look almost scared them to scream and jump up.

Elder Tang and Second Master Hong both widened their eyes at this time, looking at the scene in front of them with horror.

Previously, they only saw the people of that team resting, but now they looked at it again, but it was a different scene. The ghosts and ghosts wandered in the team, some hanging upside down and sucking. Some of the monks’ essence, qi and blood were wrapped around the monks’ bodies and biting around, and some tried to get on those monks’ bodies. Those hideous and terrifying grimaces, the cold and bloodthirsty breath in the blue and white, the blue and white scorpion. Teeth resembled that evil spirit and evil evil spirit, just looking at it like this had already caused a chill in the soles of the two of them.

It's not that they didn't dare to scream, but they covered their mouths with their hands, and their extreme fear and horror made them unable to make a sound. They could only stare at them with horrified eyes.

Hong Erye was away from the grass that was pressed by Old Tang, and he didn't know whether it was the instinctive reaction brought by the previous scene or what was going on. He faintly felt a cold breath near his neck, whizzing towards him. He made him stand up all his cold hair, and the small bald head over there gestured at him from the corner of his eyes, asking him to look back.

He paused, stiffening his neck and slowly turning his head. This look happened to be facing a blue and white grimace. The bulging pair of gray and white ghost eyes turned the whole eyeballs, and then moved closer to Na Hong. The second master seemed to want to test whether he could see it. But the second master Hong had already been shocked, and he stared at him and did not move a pair of eyes.

When the ghost wanted to get close to Old Tang, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the little bald head over there staring at it with a smile but a smile. Shengsheng was so scared that a pair of gray-white eyes protruded out, and he drew back abruptly, not daring to get closer. .

After a long while, Hong Erye took a sigh of relief, but he felt like he was caught from ice water. He turned his head, looked at the old Tang and the little bald head, and asked in a trembling voice: "We, are we going back?"

Tang Ning motioned and told them to retreat quietly, and she herself took another look at the front team, and then quietly retreated.

After the three returned to the team and sat down by the fire, Hong Erye felt that his body was still trembling. He looked at the dignified old Tang, and looked at the little bald head who seemed to be thinking about something with his chin. , Took a deep breath and asked: "Little Young Master Tang, are those ghosts sucking their essence and blood just now?"

"Yeah." Tangning nodded, and responded.

"But how come there are so many ghost evil spirits? Wouldn't the people in that team..."

Hong Erye seemed to have thought of something. He looked around their team, but saw nothing. When he thought that his slightly hot eyes would recover after returning, he could no longer see those ghosts. Question: "Are there any of those things in our team? Why can't my eyes see those things?"

"The eyes of the sky only opened for a while, and naturally you won't be able to see it when the time is up." She smiled, looking at his slightly pale face, and said: "Those things, it's better not to see them, or else the concentration is not enough. , It’s only me who is scared."