Please, It's A Scary World

"Pfft!"

The steel needle pierced directly into the heavenly spirit of Wang Qinghe's spiritual body, and a gloomy blue light suddenly emerged from the needle's mouth.

Fang Ming's complexion remained unchanged, but he reached out and slapped Wang Qinghe's Tianling, completely slapping the steel needle into Wang Qinghe's body.

Seeing his actions, Hong Doudou and Granny Liu's eyes widened completely.

"Ming big brother, this is..."

Red Doudou's mind went blank.

To be honest, even though Hong Doudou's knowledge of supernatural powers is much more profound than Fang Ming's, seeing Fang Ming's method still makes her brain a little short-circuited.

She really couldn't think of any means in the gray world or the real world that could be connected with Fang Ming's current behavior.

Piercing the steel needle directly into the spirit of the sky, logically this is killing people!

Whether it is to the living or to the spirit body, the heavenly spirit is an extremely important part.

The steel needle just pierced in like this, and also brought in a thread of unknown substance that Fang Ming had just used.

This, no matter how it looks a bit weird.

But Hong Doudou insisted on covering her mouth to prevent herself from shouting.

Just now Fang Ming said, no matter what happens, don't shout, so as not to disturb him.

Red Doudou covered her mouth and took a sneak peek at Shayu next to her, only to see that the eyes of Shayu 390 were shining brightly, as if she had seen something interesting, she nodded from time to time.

The expression looked full of admiration.

"So that's how it is."

"He actually wanted to sew Wang Qinghe's spirit body together like a rag doll."

"It's just unbelievable, this kind of method is simply unheard of."

"Is this the means of unknowable existence? I just don't know if it will be successful.

The desire to kill turns a thousand times in his heart.

Originally, after she had just made a decision, it was basically equivalent to handing over her future development to Fang Ming. To be honest, although she was in awe of Fang Ming, she didn't have much trust in him.

After all, I don't know much about Fang Ming's methods, but I just know that as long as I get close to Fang Ming, I can't help but feel that he is easier to get along with, has no malice, and reduces the malice in my heart.

Also, the food he cooks is very delicious. I just saw his ramen posture, and I really thought he was hungry and wanted to fill his stomach first.

Looking at it now, the "unknowable existence" Fang Ming is not only weird, but also has extremely magical methods.

If Wang Qinghe's spiritual body can really be repaired, then the desire to kill will be completely relieved.

Because, with Fang Ming's method, it is definitely capable of helping her separate her body from her obsession.

Granny Liu, who was sitting on a chair in the corner, was much calmer. She only had a flash of light in her eyes, and then she lay back like an old god, as if she had fallen asleep with her eyes closed.

Then she only whispered in a voice that she could hear alone: ​​"My boy, so there is still such a skill. It seems that there is an extraordinary person in our old building."

Fang Ming was so engrossed in using the daily skill "Junior Tailoring" that he didn't notice the changes in the expressions of the three girls at all.

Under his control, the steel needle entered Wang Qinghe's head and wobbled like a swimming dragon, dragging the tail of the "dragon beard face" up and down in Wang Qinghe's body, left and right, back and forth.

Where the needle and thread passed, where Wang Qinghe's head was split, all were connected by densely packed silk threads.

It's really like sewing a doll.

This kind of craftsmanship made Fang Ming couldn't help but think of the "doll" in the Ping An Welfare Institute in the Seventh Brother's dream space, that mysterious little girl also had magical doll skills.

They also used dolls to save "Taozi"'s spiritual body.

"I don't know if the baby is still in the Ping An Welfare Institute."

"The orphanage doesn't seem to be very far from the cemetery and crematorium, but they were hunted down by Tomb Seven at the time, so I didn't have time to take a look."

"We can only wait for the next time."

"I just don't know when I can go out again."

"I hope I can survive this time."

Fang Ming sighed, quickly restrained his mind, pointed his right hand together into a sword, and directly pointed at Wang Qinghe's man.

"puff!"

(agef) There was a soft sound, and there was a flash of blue light, and the steel needle shot out of Wang Qinghe's spiritual body immediately, and was then caught between Fang Ming's two fingers. Silky warm and soft breath.

Fang Ming's eyes flickered, he held the steel needle, and with his right hand down, he stabbed again fiercely, piercing into the center of Wang Qinghe's chest.

"Puff~" muffled.

The steel needle disappeared in response.

But at this moment, the sewn-up parts of Wang Qinghe's spirit body emitted a majestic blue light, and it seemed that there was very little divine light, like a lantern in a lantern market.

It's just that this lantern is based on the human head, with flesh and blood as the thread, and strangeness as the light, which looks extremely intrusive.

But fortunately, the room was weird except for the ghosts, and the two living people, Fang Ming and Hong Doudou, were used to seeing these scary people.

Therefore, seeing Wang Qinghe's vision, everyone showed curiosity on their faces.

The next moment, Wang Qinghe's head trembled.

His mouth opened slightly: "Run~"

A slight cry came from Wang Qinghe's mouth immediately, and his tightly closed eyes began to struggle wildly, as if they would open suddenly in the next moment.

Hearing the two words he yelled, Fang Ming's face suddenly showed a soft look.

"This is a good old man."

"Everyone is almost gone, and the body is still thinking about telling everyone to run away."

"I don't know what he will think when he wakes up and sees that the white paper brother has changed from an enemy to a brother.

Thinking of this, Fang Ming couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

Like suturing a head, the steel needles frantically scurry through Wang Qinghe's spiritual body at an extremely fast speed, like a flickering green dragon, constantly stitching up the broken parts of Wang Qinghe's body.

Fang Ming, on the other hand, held his breath and concentrated, preparing to repair Wang Qinghe's spirit body completely in one go.

The other three people in the room also watched quietly, not disturbing Fang Lu.

What Wang Qinghe said just now made them completely sure that Fang Ming's method was effective, so they naturally wouldn't make any noise at this critical moment.

About fifteen minutes passed.

Fang Ming's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stretched out his hands and touched Wang Qinghe's chest.

Then press all the way, and finally stop on the dantian of Wang Qinghe's spiritual body.

"out!"

Fang Ming gave a soft drink.

I only heard "Hoo~" Like a strong wind, the steel needles, wrapped in green light, came out directly from Wang Qinghe's dantian!

The steel needle was caught by Fang Ming with one hand.

That is at this time!

Wang Qinghe's spiritual body suddenly released a blue light, illuminating the entire room.

"what!"

A growl.

Wang Qinghe's eyes.

Open it up!

"Mingge! Hide quickly! This monster can't beat me, leave me alone! Run!"

Wang Qinghe roared directly. .