The resentful spirit behind Zhang Yifeng rushed to stretch out his hand.

Together with Shen Wangshu, they grabbed Zhang Yifeng tightly and pulled him into the telephone booth.

Zhang Yifeng wanted to resist, but his eyes were flawed and he kept struggling.

His feet dragged their marks on the ground.

A shrill scream came from the blood ball. As if it had been summoned, it rushed towards Luo Mu.

Luo Mu closed his eyes and felt no danger at all.

The woman raised her eyes, raised her master, her lips squirmed, and said something.

The blood ball stopped in front of the woman's palm.

I heard strange laughter under the woman's skirt.

There was no wind, but the woman's skirt fluttered and something crawled out from underneath.

That's a doll...

It was not the curse doll that Wu Ling took out, but a rougher rag doll. It seemed to have fallen out of eyes and its mouth was sewn with thick red threads. It was wearing a gray skirt similar to a witch. Its hair was black cloth strips, flying behind its head.

It jumped up and opened its bloody mouth in an instant.

The thick lines broke, and I saw that its head was almost cracked in half. The inside of its mouth was black, like a black hole.

The blood clump screamed again.

It is being swallowed up.

"Ahhh!" Zhang Yifeng roared.

His body was already covered in blood and many nail marks were captured by the vengeful spirits.

He supported his body, but his upper body had already entered the range of the telephone booth.

Shen Wangshu bit off a piece of meat from the back of Zhang Yifeng's neck, swallowed it directly, opened his mouth and bit the wound.

"Ahhhh--" Zhang Yifeng roared, his body being pulled into the telephone booth.

Liu Miao let go of his hand and with a bang, the door of the telephone booth was automatically closed.

In the telephone booth, Zhang Yifeng, Shen Wangshu and the resentful spirits squeezed together, filling the entire telephone booth.

The blood on Zhang Yifeng's body kept flowing out, dyeing the glass of the phone booth red.

Liu Miao exhaled and turned to look at the blood ball.

The doll had eaten the blood ball. Its mouth returned to its original state and lay obediently on the witch's shoulder.

Luo Mu still closed his eyes and worked nervously, and blue veins burst out from his hands.

Liu Miao's eyes looked at another venue.

Suddenly, with a whoosh, something flew over from there at a very fast speed!

The witch suddenly turned her head, and the doll flew over and was directly pierced!

The light passed through the witch's body.

It seemed to be subjected to resistance, and it shifted through Luo Mu's shoulder.

Luo Mu was hit by this collision and was led forward to pounce and fell to the ground.

The light has not stopped yet!

The goal is the phone booth!

It wants to save Zhang Yifeng!

I widened my eyes and had no time to react. I only saw Liu Miao's reflex nerves suddenly move and reached out and grabbed them.

Blood beads splashed.

The light broke through the deviation again, slowing down the speed.

I saw the original shape of the object in the light.

A sword...

Flying sword?

What a joke!

What only appears in this kind of fairy tale drama...

Liu Miao has already fallen to the ground and has no time to start a club anymore.

If that sword hits the telephone booth-

The sword that emits a dazzling light stopped moving in my eyes. The flow of time became wonderful, as if it had just stopped.

My brain didn't think much in depth.

No thoughtful thought.

However, like Liu Miao's actions just now, an instinct broke out at this time.

I stretched out my hand and didn't catch the sword.

I have been following Liu Miao just now, and I am now at the phone booth.

As soon as I reached out, I touched the phone booth.

Time seems to be running again.

The tip of the sword hit the glass of the telephone booth. The glass cracked and made a crisp sound.

Everything is like in slow motion.

The tip of the sword and the body of the sword pierced into the telephone booth bit by bit, penetrating several resentful spirits. They were wiped out and left no trace.

There was hatred in Chen Wangshu's eyes.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes were filled with surprise.

The sword continued to move forward and touched the glass on the other side of the telephone booth.

The glass also shattered.

The sword pierced through the glass and flew out.

At this time, my ability in my body began to operate.

I'm slow, but it's OK.

My Yu Guang saw Luo Mu lifting his head and looking anxiously here. In Yu Guang, the witch's figure was disappearing.

The phone booth was crashing, but it didn't crash immediately.

I am extremely calm and sensible at this moment.

The ability was activated, the hole in the telephone booth was repaired, and the telephone booth was restored as before.

I had a gaze with Zhang Yifeng in the phone booth.

He looked at me in shock, his eyes immediately became angry and hatred.

But, it's too late.

His figure was swallowed by the phone booth!

It's done!

I was just as I was happy when I suddenly heard the sound of breaking through the air again.

I turned my head and saw the flying sword that was racing around.

I was shocked. This time I didn't see the pause scene or any slow motion. I could clearly feel the speed of the flying sword slowed down. But my reaction was slow!

The flying sword pierced through the telephone booth for the second time!

On the other side of the phone booth, a figure blocked there!

I looked at Liu Miao who was jumping from the ground in a daze.

"Erase it together!" Liu Miao roared, his face ferocious.

He grabbed part of the sword body of the flying sword with both hands. The whole sword body was trembling. Part of the sword tip seemed to have been inserted into Liu Miao's chest. Blood was leaking from Liu Miao's mouth.

I didn't have time to think too much, and I poured out my ability according to Liu Miao's orders.

The phone booth disappeared in the blink of an eye.

That sword hasn't yet!

I reached out and grabbed the sword that I wanted to escape and continued to use my ability.

The sword is resisting!

Moreover, its "lifetime" is too long!

It should have been made many years ago.
To be continued...