Paranoid man asks for a hug every day

All the ghosts in the villa were greatly stimulated, and they attacked the bedroom, vying for Jiang Shuo's blood essence.

The young man stepped back, looking at the ghosts showing their true form, he felt his scalp tingling.

Are these the true appearance of ghost servants?

He tightly held the spell in his hand, and even forgot to throw it away. The black air was still spreading and troubled. It seemed that the more this breath spread out, the more real the ghosts would be.

The power of this spell is so powerful that even Shen Yu is affected, but he is the top strong ghost next to the ghost king after all, so he can still maintain his rationality.

"My lord, throw away the spell in your hand, quickly!"

The black gas is soaking into Jiang Shuo's body, the lines on his palms are slowly turning black, and tiny black lines like hairs are spreading little by little.

Seven or eight ghosts with green faces and long fangs rushed towards Jiang Shuo. They were like prey besieged by wild beasts. Shen Yu immediately released his ghost aura to resist, but only stopped the ghosts behind.

Jiang Shuo didn't move, and he didn't even have time to dodge. Suddenly, there was a severe pain in his head, and images that didn't belong to his life experience emerged, and they were bright red one after another.

pain!

His head hurts like it's about to explode.

And in the scarlet in his mind, there appeared a hill made of corpses, those pale and cold bodies were soaked in blood, Jiang Shuo saw his own face in the center of the highest point.

That was his dead body!

At this moment, Jiang Shuo was cold from head to toe, as if the blood in his whole body stopped flowing.

But the screen didn't stop playing. In the next second, he saw Lu Yuanming again. The man was in a sea of ​​blood, his sharp eyes were full of scarlet murderous intent, and he was staring resentfully and coldly at his own corpse on the mountain of corpses. .

"My lord, throw away the spell!"

Shen Yu's hoarse and broken roar brought back Jiang Shuo's consciousness. For a moment, the young man felt as if he had really turned into that cold corpse in the sea of ​​blood.

The moment consciousness returned, there was a livid ghost hand in front of him, and the sharp nails were about to pierce the eyes. A coldness swept over, the female ghost wailed and tore apart, and disappeared instantly.

"Xiao Shuo."

Lu Yuanming hugged Jiang Shuo from behind, grabbed his hand, and used his own strength to absorb and melt the spell in his hand.

A steady stream of gloomy black air poured into Lu Yuanming's body from the palm of his hand. Jiang Shuo felt as if something was being pulled away from his body. His mind was filled with sharp screams of ghosts, and a sea of ​​scarlet blood was rising. He drowns.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, relax, don't pay attention to those voices."

Lu Yuanming's voice was hoarse and low, Jiang Shuo couldn't see him, he could only feel the coldness like an ice cellar.

The ghost servant in front of him kept changing his form, for a while he had the ferocious appearance of an evil ghost, and for a while he was in his usual good-looking appearance.

Then with the disappearance of the spell, they changed back to their original form, but they no longer had a physical form and became ethereal.

They were all badly injured.

"Lu, Lu Yuanming, I'm sorry..."

The chaos in the room was over, Jiang Shuo turned around little by little, he knew he had done something wrong, he was flustered and at a loss, he didn't even dare to look at Lu Yuanming's appearance.

Could he also be affected by that black air?

Would he be angry at himself for causing such a mess?

Jiang Shuo hugged Lu Yuanming tightly, he was afraid that after the man was hurt, his strength would be insufficient, and he would lose his soul like that female ghost, without even a trace of his mark.

Scared, just thinking about it makes me feel scared.

He can't live without Lu Yuanming, they agreed to be together forever...

"It's okay, it's over."

Jiang Shuo didn't have time to see Lu Yuanming's appearance, the man's cold and wide palms covered his eyes, and together with the darkness, there was also a heavy sense of drowsiness.

"Hey, it's not your fault..."

The sound as soft as a feather passed by the ears, and then slowly floated into the distance.