Paranoid man asks for a hug every day

Su Xubai turned his head to look in the direction behind him, and Shen Yu's figure appeared from the corridor and came towards this side quickly.

"Su Xubai, what are you doing?"

The power emitted by the barrier hit Shen Yu, but he did not back down, but came to Su Xubai and grabbed his hand.

Seeing the dense spell formations on the ground, Shen Yu's expression became particularly serious.

"Did the people from the Ghost Hunting Gate sneak in? Hurry up, they are about to make trouble!"

Shen Yu picked up Su Xubai on his back and rushed outside as fast as he could, while sending a signal to tell the ghosts in the paradise to leave.

With his own strength, there is no way to take away so many ghosts, the most urgent task at the moment is to take Su Xubai away as soon as possible.

He is a hypocritical and fragile ordinary human being. If those stinky Taoist priests really attacked, even if he was not implicated, he would definitely be scared to death.

Su Xubai didn't even have a chance to speak, Shen Yu carried him on his back and ran all the way, hearing the whistling wind and a few unused spells hidden in his arms.

Now the man can completely slap a spell on Shen Yu's body, and leave him and other ghosts in this paradise, and let the master let him step into the road of reincarnation early.

But Su Xubai didn't want to do that.

He selfishly wanted to imprison Shen Yu secretly, he didn't want him to step into reincarnation, he wanted him to become a ghost raised by himself, a ghost that could only survive by relying on his own feeding.

With flames of desire burning in his eyes, Su Xubai weakly rested his chin on Shen Yu's shoulder.

"Did someone come to trouble the paradise? I'm so sick, my asthma seems to be going on, can you take me home?"

"Asthma? Then you should go to the hospital!"

"There is medicine at home, just take the medicine, you send me back first, and then go to Paradise to save your companion."

Su Xubai's voice at this moment is all ethereal, Shen Yu.

The speed of moving with all his strength is very fast. If he opens a dark path, he can send Su Xubai home in a matter of minutes.

The barriers of the Paradise have begun to spread, even if he goes back, there is no way to bring out the ghosts who have not escaped in time. The best arrangement at present is to send Su Xubai home to take medicine first, and then he will return to the City of Elysium , to report to Lord Ghost King.

"Okay, tell me where is your home?"

"At No. 79, South Stream Suburb."

Shen Yu opened the road to the underworld, a road that only high-level ghosts can walk.

They can adjust the direction at will, and shorten the distance appropriately according to the level.

Shen Yu is a top-notch ghost, but he arrived in front of a small self-built building in the suburbs of Nanxi within two to three minutes.

"Is this your home?"

"Yes, password 63111, after opening the door, send me upstairs to the bedroom."

Shen Yu entered the password, and carried Su Xubai behind his back into the Xiaolou villa.

He didn't feel anything unusual, and walked steadily all the way to the second floor, and opened the bedroom door according to Su Xubai's command.

At this moment, a golden light burst out, and it was directly replaced by a rope and tied to Shen Yu's body.

He couldn't move anymore, his body seemed to be frozen, and at the same time, there was a strong burning sensation, and he felt that his soul power was being slowly pulled away.

Su Xubai, who was on his back, landed on the ground smoothly, and his palms lightly pressed against Shen Yu's back, absorbing the power of the golden rope. Shen Yu no longer felt the pain, but his strength was weakened a lot.

"Su Xubai, what's going on here?"

Shen Yu saw one spell after another on the table in the room, and one after another the consecration artifacts, as well as the yellow Taoist robes that were hanging on the wall hangings.

That is the costume worn by Taoist priests of the Holy Master level, and the shackle power controlled by Su Xubai just now is also capable of repeating the powerful spells of top ghosts.

"Are you from the Ghost Hunting Gate?"

Shen Yu turned around slowly, and he looked at Su Xubai in disbelief, the man didn't look as weak as before, the power of the holy spell of golden light was suspended in his palm, reflecting that pale and weak face more vividly. sharp edges.