anger!
Outrageous anger.
Two lotus-shaped flames ignited in Lin Fan's eyes.
...
Outside the cornfield, inside a black SUV, the younger sister, who had been playing with the gold ring around her neck, suddenly looked up, a mischievous smile spreading across her face. The black in her eyes vanished, replaced by a sudden burst of white.
Clusters of illusory flames appeared around him, and the Hun Tian Ling instantly lifted them up, flying towards Bai Jinhan's direction.
In the blink of an eye, he had arrived in the city.
Immediately afterwards, she abruptly braked, tilted her head, and assumed a listening posture.
Her mother's voice was reaching her ears...
"Little one, don't worry. Let those who want to bully your brother deal with it themselves. Just protect your brother."
"Also... don't be angry. It's not your fault that your brother was tainted by death energy."
"Actually, your brother has already realized the problem, but he just doesn't want to admit it..."
"Go back and protect your brother..."
Hearing her mother's words, the younger sister grinned in the direction of home before reluctantly flying back into the car. The flames on her body quietly disappeared, she adjusted her posture, reached out and lifted her chubby little feet, and began to play earnestly with her plump toes.
...
Flames ignited in Lin Fan's eyes.
He stared furiously at the red veil fluttering before him, and lotus flames immediately ignited around him.
A gentle breeze swept across the fields, causing the flames on his body to sway in the wind, like a giant red lotus clustered on the surface of a black lake. A fiery red lotus rose up, like a fiery butterfly, and flew away from him, landing lightly on the corn stalk tentacles that bound his body.
coax...
As the flames exploded, the corn stalk tentacles on his body retreated rapidly, like a snake thrown into its den with realgar.
He ignored the tentacles and reached for the red veil.
Beneath the red veil, a face formed of black mist was screaming in agony.
Lin Fan pinched a corner of the red veil and pulled it casually.
"Don't want!!!"
Thirty meters away, the sorceress, who was performing a ritual while standing in the center of a red cloth bundle, cried out, her body trembled, and she fell to the ground.
She looked in shock in Lin Fan's direction, a helpless smile appearing on her face.
"This guy is really disobedient."
She quickly grabbed a handful of incense ash and stuffed it into her mouth, then grabbed two more incense sticks from the side, lit them, and rushed towards Lin Fan.
Those deathly energies were quite troublesome, and they had quietly established some logical connections with Lin Fan. Without the red veil to restrain them, they would be very fierce!
She had only taken two steps when the fortune teller stopped, stunned.
Looking at the firelight not far away, and the boy holding the black smoke by the neck in the firelight, her body couldn't help but tremble.
I just felt an itch on my neck, and a kind of unreal, suffocating feeling.
"This little guy is so cool!"
"I really want him to grab my neck and suffocate me..."
"Damn it! You shaman, you're getting more and more shameless! Don't bring scenes from porn movies into your life! Have some decency!"
"He's still a child!"
The fortune teller took several deep breaths, forcing her burning heart to calm down.
But that figure with an angry smile, his right hand outstretched, gripping the black smoke around her neck, was like a brand, etched into her consciousness, displaying an indescribable power.
...
Lin Fan ripped off the red veil, revealing a two-dimensional face composed of black mist.
It was ferocious and eerie, accompanied by a chilling, painful roar.
That face looked exactly like his.
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At the same time, in an instant, a flat neck quickly extended from beneath the flat face formed by black mist, followed by the body and limbs.
He transformed into a two-dimensional, life-size version of himself, composed of black energy, exactly the same as himself.
That was a half-dead version of myself.
It held something and roared at him incessantly, then lunged at Lin Fan with its claws outstretched.
Anyone would feel fear and break down if they saw themselves like that.
But Lin Fan doesn't.
He simply reached out casually, grabbed the dark figure that lunged at him, and naturally pinched its neck.
"You... you want to secretly drag me to my death?"
"Like those who died in Buckingham?"
At that moment, he vaguely understood everything.
The people I saw in Buckingham were all dead. They were just unaware that they were dead.
And this black mist is what drives the dead to continue acting like the living. It also deceives their senses, making them believe they are still alive.
"hiss..."
"ha..."
"Hiss..."
The black mist roared, its face began to shatter, and tentacles made of ice crystals and snowflakes emerged from its face, with strange things such as eyes, palms, and teeth at the front.
Her appearance was exactly the same as the female evil spirit he killed in front of the morgue of the First Hospital.
"So that's how it is..."
"You are not me at all."
Lin Fan chuckled. He slowly raised his hand and grasped the tip of a black ice crystal tentacle.
Tear it gently.
Sizzle!
He ripped off the tentacle and tossed it aside, where it quickly turned into black snowflakes.
As a snowflake drifted down, its six crystalline points spun and brushed past Lin Fan's face.
Immediately afterwards,
The second one, the third one, the fifth one...
Black, crystalline snowflakes danced around Lin Fan, enveloping him and making him look like a proud ice and snow king standing between heaven and earth.
He casually reached out and easily plucked the tentacles that looked terrifying to ordinary people, as if picking grapes, and then tossed them aside.
Snowflakes danced around him, accompanied by the painful roars of the dark figure.
Pain was like pleasant music, making Lin Fan laugh happily. Some snowflakes landed on his face, turning into black water from the steam. He reached out and wiped his face, drawing a strange and beautiful pattern on his cheek.
It resembles an abstract mask that has fragmented the face.
Wearing this mask, he laughed freely, like a little sister who had entered an amusement park.
Excitement, joy.
The sorceress watched in shock as he tore the half-human form created from death energy to shreds. Her mouth gaped open in disbelief.
In the cornfield, a black-faced boy laughs wildly, while a half-human, deathly figure is torn to shreds.
This incredibly impactful scene shook the shaman's already passionate and curious heart. That half-human, lifeless creature—if she hadn't secretly started her ritual before it discovered she'd been exposed, she wouldn't have dared to touch it.
For the first time, she understood why Ah-Qiong had chosen to recruit the boy into the Lingbao Squad after meeting him only once.
Such a person
Only when he was still insignificant was the Lingbao Squad worthy of him...
A breeze begins with a ripple on the water, and a wave is formed from a gentle ripple.
At this moment, this statement, which was already quite historical two months ago, has taken on practical significance and a life-affirming meaning in the eyes of the fortune teller.
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