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Chapter 1,790 You really are not afraid of death!

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    Yan Wanxi looked at Zheng Baojun and asked, "Are you okay?"

    The ghost aura on her body has almost dissipated. If Yan Wanxi had been slower just now, even the last breath of the ghost aura would have been sucked away by the black mist.

    Zheng Baojun looked at Yan Wanxi, shook his head weakly, and said, "Thank you, master, am I about to lose my mind?"

    Although he has just become a ghost, Zheng Baojun is very clear that if the ghost state completely disappears, then the soul is gone and it is impossible to save it.

    Yan Wanxi stretched out her hand, tapped her forehead, and said, "Don't worry, you won't die yet. Ghosts don't die that easily. If you still want to see your parents, just hold on!"

    At this time, she can only rely on herself to support herself.

    After listening to Yan Wanxi¡¯s words, Zheng Baojun, who had originally had a pair of ghostly eyes, suddenly had light in his eyes again, and asked: ¡°Master, is it really possible?

    Can you let me talk to my parents?  "

    Yan Wanxi glanced at her and said: "If you want to talk to your parents, then you have to hold on and stop talking. I will make you a Yin Gathering Formation. You have a good rest first. What's the matter?  Let¡¯s talk about it later!¡±

    Zheng Baojun nodded towards Yan Wanxi, but he was very cooperative and didn't say a word.

    After Yan Wanxi set up a Yin Gathering Formation for her, she also set up a protective formation on the side.

    If anything comes close, the formation will be triggered, and Yan Wanxi will know about it.

    After finishing all this, Yan Wanxi took out the little white snake from her bag. She looked at the little white snake and asked, "Can you feel the resentment in this room?"

    The little white snake spun around in her hand, and then spun around in every corner of the room.

    Immediately, he looked at Yan Wanxi and motioned for her to follow him.

    Yan Wanxi was walking forward behind it.

    But halfway through, I found someone walking in front of me, it was Xing Zhimo!

    When Xing Zhimo saw her, he hurriedly asked: "Wanxi, are you okay? Where is the female ghost?"

    Yan Wanxi shook her head slightly, and was about to say that Zheng Baojun was okay, but she saw the little white snake spinning at Xing Zhimo's feet.

    And she bared her teeth at him.

    Yan Wanxi frowned slightly, but at this moment, she lowered her head and looked, only to see Xing Zhimo holding her hand, which turned into a black mist!

    And that black mist is now tightly wrapped around Yan Wanxi¡¯s hand!

    Yan Wanxi's expression changed and she looked up.

    Wherever there was Xing Zhimo's figure in front of her, it was clearly a big ball of black mist!

    At this time, the black mist was tightly restraining her.

    Yan Wanxi suddenly felt that she couldn't breathe. Perhaps when she saved Zheng Baojun, she had consumed too much spiritual energy. Now she was stuck by the black mist, and she couldn't use any strength at all!

    Just as she was in a trance, she heard a man's voice, "Humph, a mere little girl dares to steal food from me!

    You really are not afraid of death!

    However, if you really want to die, then I will help you!  "

    After saying that, Yan Wanxi felt that she had no strength left.

    At this time, the little white snake was spinning around Yan Wanxi's feet, but it was a spiritual creature and could not speak human words yet, so it could only spin anxiously on one side.

    It wanted to resolve the resentment on Yan Wanxi's body, but it turned around for a long time, but still failed to help Yan Wanxi dispel the fog on her body.

    Just when Yan Wanxi felt that she was about to suffocate, she suddenly heard Xing Zhimo's voice: "Wanxi, Wanxi!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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