The Great God of Exorcism, please take me to fly

Lu Nanqin was sent back to Lu's house by Hua Xingming. After being raised at home for a few days, he wanted to run back to Ling Guang's house for a stay. Hua Xingming said that he was mean, but he didn't refute it.

In fact, he felt that it would be worth it if he could save Ling Guang by being so cheap.

At the beginning of the year, Lu Nanqin's mother, Lin Xiao, had arranged for a friend's daughter to meet Lu Nanqin at home, but Lu Nanqin refused to answer, causing embarrassment for her friend.

In fact, Lin Xiao thought that Lu Nanqin and Ling Guang had lost contact for so many days, and thought that they could finally bring his son back on track after breaking up, but he didn't expect that Lu Nanqin has become so serious now that he doesn't even bother to do superficial efforts.

Lin Xiao ordered Lu Nanqin not to go out until he recovered from his cold. After all, it was the beginning of the year and they were all on holiday. She didn't believe that there was any work that required her to work these few days.

Lu Nanqin stared blankly at the night, and continued to call Ling Guang with a new number——

Ling Guang blocked his number and all contact methods, his heartlessness made him feel sad.

Even when he was furious, he never thought of deleting Ling Guang's contact information.

The connection over there was quickly connected, and it was Ling Guang's polite greeting, "Hello? Hello!"

Lu Nanqin kept silent, he was afraid that Ling Guang would hang up if he made a sound, so he listened carefully to his light breathing in silence.

Ling Guang was a little strange, and said hello again, "Hello? Hello! Who are you looking for?"

Lu Nanqin's mouth was full of bitterness, his Adam's apple slid up and down, his voice was low and hoarse, "Xiaoguang..."

Ling Guang was silent for a while, then sighed, "Is it interesting for you to do this? Aren't you tired with so many numbers?"

"I just want to hear your voice." Lu Nanqin said in a low voice, "Where are you now?"

"I'm on a mission outside!" Ling Guang said impatiently, "Don't bother me anymore."

In their line of business, they still have to pick up unfamiliar numbers. What if there is a task?

But Ling Guang didn't expect that Lu Nanqin persistently changed several numbers to call him, and he was convinced.

Sure enough, after knowing that it was Lu Nanqin, Ling Guang quickly hung up the phone and refused to say a word.

But what he didn't expect was that in the days without Ling Guang, Lu Nanqin would fall asleep relying on Ling Guang's impatient call recordings.

And Ling Guang also encountered a difficult problem here. He went to a forest in Z city to play a dungeon, but unexpectedly met a ghost king, a high-level ghost who had sucked the wraith that he looked at, and was stronger than him. What he encountered in the past was even more vicious, and the outburst of fierce resentment made him feel chills all over his body, and he felt like retreating.

He has never encountered such a high-level ghost alone. He is inexperienced in hostility, and the high-level ghost has a certain amount of wisdom and is very cunning. Ling Guang spent a night with it before barely winning. During the process, the scars on his body were actually infected by the domain ghost.

The fierce and resentful air entered his body, and collided with his own spiritual power. His whole body was in excruciating pain, the wounds on his body were cracked, and the blood flowed continuously. There was a trace of black air in the wounds, and the death of the ghost was all in his mind. The former "Jie Jie" laughed loudly.

This is a parasitic domain ghost. Through the opponent's scars, it injects its own breath into the opponent's body during the battle, fights again in the opponent's body, and finally devours the opponent's spiritual power, thus resurrecting from the dead, the spiritual power is even stronger.

Ling Guang didn't know how many unlucky ghosts he was, all he knew was that he was really on the verge of death now, even though he strongly resisted, his scarred body couldn't stop the circulation of spiritual power for a moment, and his whole body was in pain. Rolling on the ground, Ling Guang almost felt that he was going to explode and die.

"Help..." Ling Guang rolled on the ground in pain, his voice hoarse, but this place was deserted.

Is it really going to die here?

Ling Guang didn't want to give up, but he felt desperate.

Black air spread from his body, his eyes were red with blood-red light, his skin was black and black, covered with black lines, like a resurrected murderous corpse.

what to do?Could it be that he really wants to be devoured and become a new domain ghost?

No, no, how can you be worthy of grandpa if you give up like this?

How could he be worthy of the Qilin God Venerable?How can I be worthy of the person who keeps encouraging me to become stronger?I'm even more sorry for saving his brother with his life.

No, never give up!

Ling Guang sat up, desperately suppressing the fierce and resentful aura that was chasing in his body, but the aura was so exciting and powerful that he alone was not an opponent at all.

Ling Guang opened his blood-red eyes, and vaguely saw someone walking towards this side. Ling Guang hoped that he was just an ordinary person, and he would definitely be regarded as an evil spirit with his appearance.

what to do?Do you want to avoid it first?

Ling Guang's thoughts changed sharply, and the person walking slowly in the forest finally gradually saw clearly. He was dressed in black, with a wide brim covering his eyes and eyebrows, and a black mask covering half of his face, as if living in the darkness forever same as in.

"Save...save me..." Even though he couldn't tell whether he was an enemy or a friend with this mysterious person, every time Ling Guang met, he felt a kind of kindness, and each time it became stronger.

With a flash of Mr. Feng's figure, he quickly came to Ling Guang, stretched out his hand to feel Ling Guang's pulse, then raised his face, and looked into those blood-red eyes.

"This is..." Mr. Feng let out a long breath, took out a pill from his body and stuffed it into Ling Guang's mouth, then picked him up and quickly disappeared into the night.

When Ling Guang woke up, his whole body was stiff, and his whole body throbbed with pain when he moved a little. It had been a long time since he had suffered such an injury that required his whole body to be bandaged into a mummy.

Ling Guang struggled to get up, only to see where he was, this is a guest room, the space is quite large, there are not too many decorations.

Ling Guang clutched his chest, slowly moved to the door step by step, opened the door, and was about to go out, but was stopped by a strange man wearing a black casual overalls.

"Sorry, please go back to your room."

Ling Guang was a little confused, "What do you mean? Are you imprisoned?"

"Sorry, please go back to your room." The man repeated it expressionlessly.

"you……"

"what's up?"

Just as Ling Guang was about to get angry, another strange man walked in the corridor, also dressed in black, walking slowly towards Ling Guang.

When the previous guards saw him, they slowly lowered their hands and said in a respectful tone, "Mr. Ling is still seriously injured, so he is not suitable for walking."

The man nodded, "It's okay. If Mr. Ling wants to leave the room, he can do so at any time. Mr. Ling just woke up, and he must be hungry, so I'll tell the kitchen to cook something for you. If you feel stuffy in the room, I will Help you go downstairs?"

Ling Guang's face softened slightly, "Who are you?"

"Ah, it's like this. My name is Shaoqian. I'm Mr. Feng's personal assistant. If you have anything to do, you can tell me."

"Mr. Feng?" Ling Guang remembered that he had indeed met the mysterious Mr. Feng before he passed out, so he must have saved him this time.

Ling Guang sighed softly, and looked at Shaoqian, "Is Mr. Feng there? I want to thank him face to face."

Shaoqian smiled slightly, "Mr. Feng has something to go out and is not in the villa at the moment. You don't have to take this matter to heart, Mr. Feng won't care about it."

"Mr. Feng doesn't care because Mr. Feng doesn't care. But, out of politeness, I still want to thank you. Then, please tell me when Mr. Feng comes back." After finishing speaking, Ling Guang returned to the room.

This time the injury was serious, not only external, but also internal. With his recovery ability, the effect was still not very obvious, which shows that his vitality was really hurt.

It doesn't matter, after all, no one can guarantee that they will not be injured every time they go on a mission.

However, what made Ling Guang unbearable was that they confiscated his mobile phone, making him unable to communicate with the outside world. There was no computer in the villa, only a few TVs.

They treated him with respect.However, if you can't contact the outside world, you can't report your safety. I don't know if those people will be very worried if they don't contact me.

Ling Guang communicated with Shaoqian more than once, but Shaoqian just shook his head calmly, "Mr. Ling, please rest assured to recuperate here. You don't have to worry about other things."

Ling Guang was a little hysterical, and asked frantically, "I can't contact my grandfather and the others, they will be worried. What do you really want? What does Mr. Feng want? Has he not come back yet? You monitor me and imprison me, What is the purpose?"

"This, I have nothing to say."

"you……"

Ling Guang knew that no amount of verbal arguing would help, so he could only give up.

However, he just gave up arguing, but didn't give up and leave.

Ling Guang's body has already been well-fed, but there are many people here, and none of them are ordinary people. If he broke out directly, the possibility is very small, so he can only run out secretly.

He believed that Mr. Feng had no malice towards him.However, he didn't understand what Mr. Feng's intention was to keep him here?Now, he just wants to escape.

All his luggage was confiscated, but now he also knows that it is not time to worry about it, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't have any documents. The main thing is that he can contact other people, and just find someone to come and take him back.

Ling Guang jumped down from the window, avoided the patrolling guards, climbed over the wall, and galloped away.

The villas here are built in the mountains, and there are few people walking all the way. Trying to stop a car is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Finally out of the mountain road, Ling Guang was overjoyed and continued running when he came to the road below the mountain, and finally saw a car speeding towards him.

As if seeing a savior, Ling Guang ran towards the car while waving his hands.

The car was getting closer and closer, as if Ling Guang hadn't been seen. When Ling Guang got close, the driver suddenly stepped on the brakes. The distance between the front of the car and Ling Guang was very close. If he hesitated for a second, Ling Guang might be knocked into the air. .

Ling Guang's heartbeat almost stopped, until the car stopped in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief dripping with cold sweat, and looked at the driver in the car, "Brother, take me for a ride..."

Ling Guang's voice stopped abruptly when he saw the other party's face. The face that was frightened and pale was now even paler, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Why?Why is this face so familiar, and the familiarity scares him?

This face, how many times in the middle of the night dreamed back, woke him up, made him uneasy, made him unable to express the pain in reality, but in his dream, facing that face, he could cry unscrupulously.

He thought that in this life, he would only see this face in his dreams.However, with this face in front of his eyes, he couldn't believe it, nor could he accept that it would appear in front of him without warning.

"Who are you?" Ling Guang couldn't see anything else, his eyes were fixed on that very familiar face, his world was quiet, he couldn't hear any sound, but he heard the question he asked with almost all his strength That sentence.

who are you?