I was talking to Luan Shiqi, but what I was paying attention to was the scene around me.

Now, Luan Jingfan is not a problem;

Luan Shiqi is not a problem;

The ghosts raging outside are not a problem either.

The biggest problem is how I persist until Luan Jingfan dies.

At this time, as long as the Hidden Sword gently pushes up on my elbow and moves the candlestick in my hand about an inch further, Luan Jingfan will definitely succeed in overcoming the catastrophe and transform into a ghost.

At that time, we would really have no place to die.

I quickly hid in the corner and pressed my body against the wall.

Doctor Luan Shiqi didn't see Zang Jian take action for a long time, so he couldn't help shouting: "Zang Jian, what are you doing? Take action!"

"Do you want to betray the master of the family?"

Hidden Sword's voice came faintly: "The killer keeps his word! Regardless of whether there is an oath or not, I will keep my promise."

The sound of hiding the sword appeared, but the direction the sound came from was in another corner of the secret room.

It deliberately distanced itself from me to avoid misunderstandings.

But I don't dare to relax at all. God knows, can a killer's promise be trusted?

Luan Shiqi roared: "Bullshit promises, hidden swords, are you crazy?"

"With the absence of the head of the family, the Luan family is cut off. We are all sinners of the Luan family!"

Zangjian said in a deep voice: "I promise to serve the Luan family, but the premise is that I cannot violate my principles."

"Yes, yes..." Luan Shiqi laughed angrily and said, "I forgot, you are not a member of the Luan family, you are just a ghost and god who was mercifully raised at home by the ancestors of the Luan family."

"Back then, you owed the family master your life, and you should repay it now."

"Is this considered your promise?"

Zang Jian said: "I have repaid his life countless times."

When Luan Qiyi was still arguing, Ye Yang's sword light flew from outside the door and pierced Luan Qiyi's chest in an instant.

The doctor lowered his head to look at the hole in his chest, and suddenly he let out a long roar, his body exploded, and the wind filled with phosphorus fire blew out in all directions from where he stood.

The doctor tried his best to drag Luan Jingfan forward even an inch.

Once the doctor's plan is successful, the candlestick inserted into my left hand will completely crush my palm and push the iron thorn on the lampholder into Luan Jingfan's heart.

At that time, even if Luan Jingfan cannot completely become an immortal, he will become a being equivalent to a ghost!

Luan Shiqi was afraid of death, but before he died, he made a desperate move to save Luan Jingfan and the Luan family. This was a result that no one expected.

By the time I reacted, it was already too late.

I only felt a strong airflow pushing towards me, and my left hand immediately let go of Luan Jingfan's shirt, and both hands moved back at the same time.

Luan Jingfan's body moved forward rapidly, driven by the air current.

At the critical moment, I suddenly felt a cold light sweep across the palm of my left hand with a bone-chilling chill, and the iron thorn on the candlestick was immediately cut off by the cold light.

Hidden sword?

It turns out that Hidden Sword was always hiding in the corner behind me, and the sound coming from the opposite corner was just the result of his secret technique.

While Hidden Sword cut off the candlestick, he swung his palm and knocked Luan Jingfan's body several meters away.

When the remaining half of Luan Jingfan's body fell to the ground, a loud noise was heard outside the hall.

Ye Yang and Feng Ruoxing rushed to my side at the same time, grabbed my arms one on the left and the other on the right, and pushed me to the ground.

I just raised my head slightly and saw dazzling flames spurting out from the door.

Wang Xiaohuan, who was guarding the door just now, deliberately moved the white lamp and let the ghosts in. The stone pillars in the hall were originally a formation, and combined with Wang Xiaohuan's white lamp, it naturally caused thunder and fire in the hall.

Harsh ghost cries were heard one after another in the hall, but the fire in the hall never stopped for a moment.

With Ye Yang's help, I slowly sat up and faced Luan Jingfan, who had not yet died, and said, "I can take over your business now."

Luan Jingfan couldn't help but laugh miserably: "If we reached an agreement from the beginning, you wouldn't kill me, right? You might even help me overcome my calamity and become an immortal, right?"

"Yes!" I nodded and said, "Just like you said, there was no need for us to fight to the death."

"It's just that we only started to trust each other at the last moment."

Luan Jingfan looked at the sky with dull eyes: "You are right!"

"My father has always told me: If a warlock wants to live longer, he should not put his life in the hands of others."

"The first time I handed over my life, I trusted the wrong person!"

"God gave me another chance and asked me to hand in my life, but I didn't believe in the person I should have believed in."

"I figured it out, but it's too late."

Luan Jingfan said quietly: "I want to know why you have three companions who can commit their lives?"

"If your plan goes a little awry, you will be the first to die!"

I responded: "Maybe my life is better! I have met so many friends who can trust me with my life. There are eight more such people, but they have not come."

Luan Jingfan said: "Why is God so unfair? He has given you so much, but is so stingy to me? I won't accept it."
Chapter completed!