I have something to say about the invisible population of schools

Yang Xiaofeng just drew a few formations, and it was Ji Songze who made the effort.

Now it's my turn.

Firstly, he wanted to ensure Ji Songze's future safety, and secondly, he also promised Bai Hong that after tonight, he wanted to ensure that He Bin had no power to fight back.

Yang Xiaofeng remembered that in the memory Su Yu gave him, there was a way to destroy other people's spiritual power.Replace all psionic energy on the opponent with the psionic energy of the caster.

This is a way that hurts both sides. No wonder it was marked as a forbidden technique, because normal people would never use it.

Yang Xiaofeng thought to himself mockingly: he is the only one who is not normal to use this.

Yang Xiaofeng suddenly thought of the word "harming others will eventually harm oneself" inappropriately.

He sneered, thinking that this word should not be used on him, and He Bin was suitable for this word.

But it doesn't matter, as long as He Bin can be brought down, psychic power is not important at all.

Not important at all.

But speaking of it, he seemed to have never seen Su Yu again, and he kept delaying the thank you.

Don't think about this for now, Yang Xiaofeng shook his head a few times, secretly thinking that there will always be a chance in the future, so let's settle the matter in front of him first.

He went to the sink to get some cold water, splashed it on his face, looked at his face in the dark mirror, and made a cheering gesture.

To perform this technique, one needs to write the person's name and horoscope on a piece of talisman paper, and then use one's own blood to seal the formation, in order to be successful.

As for how much psionic energy you can take away from the opponent, it depends on how much you have.

Yang Xiaofeng felt that it was fair to exchange as much as possible.

As for the horoscope, it is not difficult.Bai Jing's USB flash drive recorded He Bin's birth date, and Yang Xiaofeng thought it was useful at the time, so he wrote it down.

Now comes in handy.

Yang Xiaofeng took out a talisman paper prepared in advance from his pocket, on which He Bin's birth date had been written neatly.Then he took out a primitive blade and cut open his left middle finger, fresh blood dripped out drop by drop.There are many details in the magic circle, which is complicated and difficult to draw. Yang Xiaofeng couldn't find any other suitable tools for a while, so he could only use the little finger of his right hand stained with blood to draw in the air.

The wound was small, and the blood coagulated quickly, but the magic circle hadn't drawn much yet.Without blinking, Yang Xiaofeng raised the blade and slashed his middle finger again.

A total of fifteen knives before and after, and the magic circle has just been drawn.One middle finger was definitely not enough, so in desperation he had to split a few more knives on his index finger and little finger.

Yang Xiaofeng also felt pain at first, and it became numb when rowing.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as tonight is over, everything will be fine.

He comforted himself like this, the last wound on his left hand was still oozing blood, he casually rubbed on his pants a few times.The rough denim scraped across the still-scarred wound, making him grin in pain.

The magic circle had already formed, Yang Xiaofeng took a deep look at Ji Songze, took a deep breath, and put the talisman paper into the center of the magic circle.

Yang Xiaofeng was a little excited, his hands trembling slightly.The man who killed his parents with his car and made his lover suffer for 13 years can finally say goodbye.

Although many of this ability is not his own.

Yang Xiaofeng shook his head, forcing himself not to think about what was there and what was not.He focused all his attention in front of his eyes and made a mudra with his hands on his chest.

The blood that was forbidden in the air suddenly began to flow, gradually emitting a strange red light.

The red light is much softer than the golden light just now, and it is not dazzling if you keep staring at it. However, in just a few seconds, the hands were sealed. The center of the paper is swept away.

The yellow talisman paper has been soaked with his blood, and now what he sees is just a piece of wet red paper floating up and down.

Yang Xiaofeng frowned looking at this piece of talisman paper, feeling strange, thinking to himself that it has been a while, but it still doesn't work, so it must be a mistake.

Then I made more than a dozen cuts in vain.

At this moment, a thin coquettish red light burst out from the center of the talisman paper, rushing straight towards Yang Xiaofeng's heart.

It was still just a thin line, but as soon as it touched Yang Xiaofeng's body, it greedily absorbed the spiritual energy around him. The red light became thicker and thicker, and gradually became a red beam of light, covering the whole body.

Yang Xiaofeng's whole body was exhausted, and when he looked down, he could even clearly see a little white light glowing from the spiritual energy around his body, converging along the veins in his body and converging towards the red light at his heart.

The spiritual energy passed away quickly, and the whole body seemed to be scorched by fire. It felt like the blood in the whole body was about to boil, and it was actually a hundred times more difficult than the last time in the fire scene.His limbs couldn't move at all, and he didn't feel pain, but the powerlessness of the whole body collapsed made him feel frightened and uneasy.

Through the red light, Yang Xiaofeng could vaguely see He Bin, who was still working overtime in the office, suddenly fell to the ground, convulsed all over, covering his heart with one hand, and grasping the carpet with the other.

He struggled so violently that his back hit the desk one after another, and the papers on the desk couldn't bear the force, and they fell lightly and scattered one by one.

He Bin firmly grasped the paper on the ground, his eyes widened, his eyeballs were bulging, and his eyes were full of red light. He punched the ground angrily, and shouted three words furiously.

Yang Xiaofeng couldn't hear it, but judging by the shape of his mouth, he felt that it was calling his name.

It was obvious that He Bin was not willing to sit and wait for death, and wanted to break free from the restraints desperately.I saw him trembling all over, still forcing his fingers into his mouth.

Yang Xiaofeng knew in his heart that he was going to cast spells on the face of blood, and he didn't want to let him succeed, so he simply preemptively raised his left hand and wiped it on his pants a few times.

The wound that had just stopped bleeding couldn't bear such rough treatment, and more than a dozen wounds opened again, and the blood flowed out again.

He didn't care about so much, and urged the whole body to speed up the spiritual energy to send it to his heart.At the same time, the bloody left hand was slapped away like the blood-soaked talisman.

The talisman paper was like a sponge that wasn't saturated with water. When it saw fresh blood, it impatiently stuck to it, as if it wanted to suck all the blood from his body dry.

Yang Xiaofeng's face became more and more ugly, and his vision became more and more blurred.

He held on, just to see He Bin's appearance.

He Bin's expression became more and more painful, and he forced to open his fingers, but he didn't have the strength to make any further movements.Yang Xiaofeng seemed to see a little bit of black energy emanating from his body, spreading outward from his body.

That's because too many forbidden spells were forcibly issued, a symbol of spiritual energy being backlashed.

He Bin reached out his hands in vain to catch the black air thrown out of his body, but it turned out to be in vain, the psychic energy had no substance, and he could only watch helplessly as his filthy psychic energy dissipated continuously, and there was nothing he could do.

Yang Xiaofeng looked down at himself, and found that his psychic energy was getting weaker and weaker, and the white light in his veins was not as pure as it was at the beginning, but mixed with strands of black impurities.

Where the half-black and half-white spiritual energy flowed, there were bursts of piercing pain from the bones.

Forbidden techniques are forbidden techniques after all, and there is always a price to be paid.

Yang Xiaofeng opened his mouth wide and took several breaths, wondering when it would end.

Damn He Bin, isn't he being backlashed? How come there are so many psychic powers, and it's not over yet.

Fuck, it hurts like hell.

He looked at the phantom projected in front of him, and saw that He Bin forcibly catalyzed a spell with the last bit of spiritual energy, and several fine red and black rays of light passed through the magic circle and went straight to his face.

Yang Xiaofeng dodged in a hurry, but his cheeks were still scratched. He Bin's gloomy voice came from a distance, and he roared, "Yang Xiaofeng——"

Only halfway through the words, the sound stopped abruptly, and the red and black lights in the air disappeared, and the blood he used to start the battle dripped all over the ground. There was even a bit of blood on the scene.

Yang Xiaofeng lay limp on the ground, smelling the faint smell of blood in the air, panting heavily.

Successful.

The merger has no spiritual support, so the spell is interrupted.

Yang Xiaofeng raised his scarred left hand and smiled silently.

After taking a short rest, he felt that he had regained some strength. He climbed up while leaning on the wall, and he had to finish the finishing work.

It's definitely not okay to leave this pool of blood in the women's toilet, it must be cleaned up, and Ji Songze will be sent back in a while, I just hope that no one finds it during this time.

The wound on the hand should also be dealt with, and make up a reason to hide it from grandma.

Oh, by the way, and Liu An's car that was out of gas had to find a way.

I don't know how Liu Yiyi is doing now, I hope she won't be in danger.

Yang Xiaofeng walked to the pool and stretched out his left hand to clean it.The wound hadn't healed yet, so it shouldn't be wet, but Yang Xiaofeng felt that his hands were covered with blood, and some of it had solidified. He couldn't stand the dirty look, so he frowned and washed it off little by little.

After drying his hands, he went to the tool room in the toilet and took out the mop to mop the floor. Now he only had one hand to use his strength, and the speed of mopping the floor was much slower.

Looking at the cleaned ground and the mop, Yang Xiaofeng wiped off his sweat, touched his pocket and only found the last hovering symbol.

He looked down at his body again, his spell still had a faint light, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, thinking to himself: Fortunately, there is still the last bit of spiritual power left, and I hope it can last until the hospital.

Yang Xiaofeng tore off the two broken talisman papers from Ji Songze's body, crumpled them up, and threw them into the toilet to flush away.Then he carefully peeled off the invisibility talisman on his body and stuck it on his body.

Then use the new hovering talisman on Ji Songze, and move down the stairs bit by bit.

Yang Xiaofeng didn't have any extra energy, so he called Mo Chensha feebly.

Seeing Mo Chensha's figure coming from a distance, although Yang Xiaofeng still harbored suspicions, he finally saw his acquaintance again, and a stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and his legs gave way and he was about to fall forward.

Mo Chensha quickly supported him: "What's wrong? It's only been half an hour and it's like this?"

It was only half an hour.

Yang Xiaofeng felt as if it was a lifetime away.He helped Mo Chensha stand up, looked at his phone, it was almost two o'clock in the morning, and thought to himself that he had to hurry back to the hospital.

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