Now that we are here, the target of the ghosts will naturally shift to us.

They will try their best to get us to open the Luan family's ban and let them out of their cage.

That woman named Luan Jingchu should also know that her story full of loopholes could not deceive the charlatans.

She just needs to let Feng Ruoxing gamble and lead her to find Luan Jingfan.

Feng Ruoxing was betting on this opportunity.

Feng Ruoxing looked at the reflection reflected from the dragon's spine short blade and watched Luan Jingchu pat the bedside twice, then pushed out a pair of shoes from under the bed.

Luan Jingchu quietly exposed her two legs without feet from under her pants, and quickly inserted them into her shoes. She tried to move: "I've put on my shoes."

Feng Ruoxing gently waved to the back: "Follow me!"

As soon as Feng Ruoxing's voice fell, the short dragon spine blade in his hand flew out.

The two daggers struck the door with a disk-shaped black light up and down, and then hit the iron hook at the door amid the flying wood chips.

The iron hook hanging on the door broke on the spot, and the double blades of the dragon spine flew back the same way, and were pinched in Feng Ruoxing's hands respectively.

Feng Ruoxing ran out of the hospital without stopping and ran towards the exit of the hospital.

Although she was fast, Luan Jingchu, who came out of the ward, could not leave behind her.

He even stretched out his fingers behind her back and lightly touched Feng Ruoxing's vest.

Warlocks all know not to believe in ghosts easily.

Especially when the ghost is behind you, you cannot be defenseless.

Feng Ruoxing knew very well that Luan Jingchu behind him was like a bobcat trying to catch its prey, stretching out its claws again and again to test whether its prey was dangerous.

That’s what ghosts are like!

When they are deceiving people, if they feel that the prey is too dangerous, they will wait for an opportunity until they have an opportunity, and then they will stretch out their fangs.

Feng Ruoxing's steps suddenly stopped, and Luan Jingchu, who was behind her, lay completely on Feng Ruoxing's body, and her hands instantly hugged Feng Ruoxing's neck.

When Luan Jingchu's face gradually moved closer to Feng Ruoxing, Feng Ruoxing asked in a deep voice: "Have you seen that thing in front of you?"

Luan Jing, who was lying on Feng Ruoxing's back, was instinctively startled. She raised her head and looked forward, only to find a jar over half a meter high blocked at the end of the corridor.

Luan Jingchu trembled all over and said, "Why is that thing here?"

"We can't get out, we can't get out... That's the person in the yard. He wants to kill us."

"You have to help me find my feet! Find my feet so we can get out of here."

When Feng Ruoxing subconsciously looked at Luan Jingchu's legs hanging beside him, the shoes on Luan Jingchu's feet suddenly fell to the ground, revealing a pair of calves dripping with blood.

The scene was like Feng Ruoxing standing in the corridor carrying a man whose legs had just been chopped off.

After a while, the ground was covered with blood, and Luan Jingchu's voice became a little weaker: "Take me quickly and find my feet."

Feng Ruoxing also felt danger, but she felt that the fatal crisis did not come from the jar, but was hidden in this dark corridor.

Feng Ruoxing is also a killer and can completely feel the crisis brought by top killers.

If it weren't for Luan Jingchu, she would have fought to the death with him in this corridor.

However, with one person behind her, she could only choose to retreat step by step, trying to avoid the opponent's fatal move as much as possible.

Feng Ruoxing whispered: "Where are your feet?"

"It's in this building!" Luan Jingchu said: "I have to be close to the other party to..."

Before Luan Jingchu finished speaking, the sound of trembling iron ropes filled the corridor. When Feng Ruoxing turned around, hooks were hung in front of all the ward doors on both sides of the corridor.

The rusty iron hooks, like wind chimes touched by the cold wind, hung in the air and trembled.

After a moment, the iron hook was slightly raised under the influence of external force, and the tip of the hook was pointed directly at Luan Jingchu behind Feng Ruoxing.

Luan Jingchu trembled all over and said: "The hook has moved. Those hooks are trying to kill me. You should think of a way. If I die, you will never find Luan Jingfan."

Feng Ruoxing took two steps back and stood between the two wards, slapping his hands on the walls on both sides of the corridor at the same time.

The fierce infuriating energy flowed back and forth along the wall, and the door panels of the two doors were shattered into pieces on the spot.

The iron hook hanging at the door first flew forward half a foot due to the shock of the true energy. Just when it was about to hit Luan Jingchu behind Feng Ruoxing, it suddenly changed its direction and flew straight into the ward.

When the screams suddenly started in the ward, the chains behind the hooks tightened rapidly, and the people in the ward were pulled out alive and hung at the door like meat.

At this time, in the two rooms before and after Feng Ruoxing, there were patients hanging in the air, kicking their legs wildly and screaming in agony.

The faces of the four people were gradually distorted and deformed during the fierce struggle. After a while, they looked like they had been dead for a long time, but those people were still struggling.
Chapter completed!