When the group went out, it was empty outside and there was no one pedestrian. Only wooden buildings were scattered in the east and west.

The feeling of being monitored became stronger and stronger, and the aura of kindness that I sensed when I came was faintly revealed, as if countless pairs of invisible eyes were hidden between the heaven and earth and the plants.

Yu Xing walked in front of everyone, controlled the four wounded people with black fog, and grabbed one in his hand.

He pinched Alan's neck and dragged Alan to walk with them in a violent manner of threatening and forcing.

"If you have the guts, kill me. If you don't kill me now, when I find a chance, I will--" Alan's face was suffocated and she cursed in a low voice, and her limbs were also in a rebellious manner, struggling with all her strength, but unfortunately she was pressed by Yu Xing's paw.

Yu Xingliang glanced at her faintly, as if he was looking at a piece of raw meat that was about to be swallowed into his stomach. He chuckled jokingly and said quietly: "Don't worry, if you dare to indignate me, I will make you worse than death."

He squeezed Alan fainted with force and dragged it into his hand like a dead dog.

This was what they agreed to let Alan leave with them in a forced manner that he knew nothing, leaving a way out for possible subsequent changes.

At this time, Yu Xing looked like a "fox fairy". Not only was he covered his body with black mist, but he also covered his face with black mist with a layer of "fox mask" as in the morning. The fog behind him faintly condensed into a tail shape, with a weird and perverse temperament.

The others followed him and looked cautious.

It goes without saying who this is for you. The Master Wanban whom you have never met must be watching them in the dark. Since Jiang Po has been replaced long ago, Yu Xing's nonsense identity as "Fox Fairy" must have been seen. Instead of continuing to hide it, it is better to demonstrate generously. Maybe he can make Master Wanban be a little confused and do extra things.

It was not until he left the surveillance area near Jiangpo Tower and returned to the more lively main area of ​​Fengtou Town that Yu Xing restrained the black fog with an unhappy look, dissipated the fox's head, and let the others take a wounded person on their backs or carry a wounded person, resting in the nearest empty house.

After doing the whole show, Yu Xing kicked the gate of the courtyard in disgust and ordered: "Everyone, show some skills to see if they have any value to save them. If they have it, stay and kill them if they don't, so as not to be left as a disaster."

The four wounded people who were confused along the way subconsciously shivered. Zhao Dongxue, who happened to understand this sentence, raised her head in shock. Before she could make a sound, she was covered by the sirens holding her and entered the yard first.

After everyone was admitted to the hospital one by one, Yu Xing dragged Alan's soft body into it. Yu Guang noticed a man in a civilian who seemed to be picking up goods from a roadside stall and cast a vague look at them. Then he pretended to be boring about the goods and left in a hurry after five or six seconds.

The yard is quite clean, and the owner of the yard may have left or died shortly after he died, and many things have not been moved away.

Everyone placed the wounded on the bed in the house. Ren Yi used blood to create the word "天" and suddenly, strands of blood that were so thin that the naked eye could hardly see the yard, forming a barrier that was isolated from breath and sound.

Two "chirp" sounds, a gray fat mouse was sensed by the barrier. Guijiu immediately controlled the shadow and crushed it. Before it turned into pieces, the fat mouse's unsightly eyes stared at them in a dim light.

Now, there are no signs of life outside of them in the barrier, and no other objects given energy fluctuations. It is temporarily confirmed that there is no eyeliner.

As soon as Yu Xing let go, Alan woke up from the "coma" and became a bystander silently. She kept staring at the four poor black robes who had been sewn, with a hint of curiosity and a hint of pity in her eyes.

The Siren frowned: "What are they going to do?"

They stopped in such a hurry, naturally to solve the troubles of the wounded. They checked on the way here. The patch marks on the four people were very complicated. The thread penetrated the invisible soul and could not be recovered by simply breaking the thread.

The four of them lacked some of their souls and were not in Jiangpolou. They were probably sent to Master Wanban. The things that filled their bodies instead of their souls gave people a very bad feeling, and they were eroding their conscious souls like viruses.

If you want to help them recover their normal life, you can only retrieve their missing soul first. Otherwise, even if the thread is broken and the filling inside is taken out of your body, it will collapse due to the incompleteness of the soul.

In other words, before they go to Master Feng’s birthday party tomorrow and see Master Wanban, these people will not be able to get well.

Zhao Mou knew this, so he had a cold expression and just wanted to find out what they had experienced in Jiangpolou from the three people of the Zhao family. He looked up at the sky and said calmly: "I'll take the time to examine it when it's dark."

After a pause, he added: "Luo Yan, you can take it aside to study and see if there is any way to relieve his pain. These three Zhao family members are absolutely not honest. I will let them tell the truth."

Zhao Zhan was awake at this time and said with difficulty: "Why...we must make ourselves like this... to lie to you?"

"Zhao Mou...you take revenge on your own..."

Zhao Mou chuckled, showing a slight slight look: "If you take revenge on your own, I will suggest leaving you in that basement."

The remaining people looked at each other, tacitly picked up Luo Yan who was sewn into a ball, went to another room, and left the venue for Zhao Mou.

Yu Xing didn't stay. He wanted to see if there was a way to pick out those threads. It just so happened that his curse power was a relatively easy power system to be substantive. Perhaps he could replace the stitch with unknown material first?

In another room, the Siren tried to use the power of the ocean to relieve part of Luo Yan's pain. Ren Yi took out a paper and pen to observe while making records. He didn't know what data he got, and he was bored and watched with Alan, who couldn't help.

Yu Xing approached Luo Yan and met Luo Yan's increasingly turbid vision. He pressed Luo Yan's shoulder with his hand and whispered: "Don't be nervous, you have been rescued, you can relax first."

Luo Yan listened to his words and felt as if he was relaxing. He removed the tight force bit by bit. A faint water-colored halo appeared on his skin, which was the ability of the Siren to have an effect.

Seeing him relax, Yu Xing turned around and asked the woman standing aside: "Alan, you are from Jiang Po, you should have learned the art of soul repair."

"No, I just saw my mother-in-law saving others before, but she didn't pass on this craft to me. Everyone knows this." Alan shook her head, "So the fake mother-in-law just let me go out and didn't be too careful about me. At most, it thinks I will see the error of the repair technique, but it won't feel that I can use the real repair technique to interfere with its plan."

Yu Xing thought something and then narrowed his eyes: "That's it... Then at least you know what these silver threads and the mediums that fill the soul are?"

"Introduction, more details."

The people in front of her saved her and left Jiang Polou. She was very trustworthy and had a strong ability. Alan hesitated for only two seconds before cooperating: "This is a secret that is not passed down. This silver thread is made of other people's souls and is used to control the soul and body. We call it puppet silk."
Chapter completed!