Mysterious Recovery: Starting at Caesars Hotel

Chapter 51 The End
  "Ahem, it looks like he's going to die this time."

Fang Shiming coughed up a mouthful of blood, dragged his broken body, and held the squashed Guizhu, feeling very uneasy in his heart.

Shrouded in candlelight, the ghost candle is slowly consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye, suppressing the ghost wind that is about to move within the body, while isolating supernatural attacks from the outside world.

But the gloomy candlelight couldn't bring him a sense of security.

"Mr. Fang, let's withdraw."

Liu Dong struggled to get up from the ground, looking like he was about to die.

He was seriously injured. Not only did he lose an arm, but also part of his chest. He just fell from a tall building and hit his head, which dented a large piece of his head and damaged his skull.

Ordinary people would have died long ago after suffering such serious injuries, but Liu Dong was still breathing. But the head was damaged, and the dead head's restlessness suddenly became stronger. If the head was not treated later, the dead head would be revived.

Fang Shiming said with a gloomy face: "The other party's ghost is still there."

His connection with Gui Yaren becomes more and more blurred. Once this connection disappears, the supernatural balance will be broken, and it will also announce that the other party will soon find him.

Although the third ghost has not been used yet, that ghost is specially used to save lives and is not suitable for attacking.

After fighting to this point, he knew that he had lost.

suddenly.

There was a strange feeling in his heart, and the connection between himself and Guiyaren was severed at this moment.

The ghost he controlled was taken away.

The ghost candle's fire exploded, and the green candle light expanded rapidly, consuming one-tenth of it in just a few seconds, barely balancing the two ghosts in his body.

Fang Shiming's face turned ugly. Seeing his body deteriorating rapidly, he could only use the power of the third ghost to save his life.

His skin color began to change, strangely transforming into terrifying black and white. Relying on the help of candlelight, try to create a supernatural balance between the two ghosts.

At this time, Liu Dong's eyes were full of anxiety and he suddenly shouted: "Who is there!"

Outside the green candlelight, a figure appeared at some point, and a person was wandering within the candlelight range.

Liang Tian approached step by step with an expressionless face at this moment, but encountered a resistance near the candlelight. His dark eyes looked at the candlelight blocking him, and he raised the lamp that had just imprisoned the ghost.

The seven petals on the lamp are in full bloom, and the firelight diffused by the burning seven ghosts blends together perfectly.

The eerie red and green firelight crazily pressed past, and the ghost candle's candlelight began to shrink continuously, and the coverage area became smaller and smaller.

At the same time, the ghost candle in the green candlelight began to burn at an incredible speed as if hot oil had been poured on it.

Furnace fire can burn supernatural bodies, but the materials used to make ghost candles are ashes, corpse oil, and blood...

In just two or three seconds, all the crushed ghost candles were consumed.

Without the protection of Guizhu, the scorching fire light squeezed in from all directions, covering Fang Shiming and Liu Dong in an instant.

The ghost attack came so fast that they barely had time to react.

This time, Liu Dong was sent into the depths of the ghost world in the blink of an eye, leaving only a shriveled and rotten head.

It was such a shriveled dead head, but its eyes were still moving without any pattern.

The fire flickered, bringing terrifying heat.

Fang Shiming's skin color was terrifying, showing a kind of black and white, like a person walking out of a portrait, isolated from the erosion of the firelight.

He rushed over decisively, picked up the shriveled dead head that was left behind, and pointed the head at the person approaching.

next second.

Liang Tian's figure disappeared like a bubble.

This is an illusion caused by the deceitful ghost, and it cannot be maintained immediately after being suppressed by the dead head.

suddenly.

Fang Shiming's pupils shrank, and there was a strong sense of death crisis in his heart, which would make him die in the next moment.

at this time.

In the swaying light of the fire, a red-skinned, hot palm pressed against his neck.

His skin color, which looked like a black-and-white portrait, immediately erupted with sparks and burned quickly like a photo that was set on fire.

The place licked by the tongue of fire left an empty void, with no flesh, blood or bones inside. Fang Shiming gritted his teeth and endured the terrifying burning. He suddenly turned around and stabbed the ghost scissors in his hand.

His hands were trembling, and his heart was trembling. The ghost scissors cut through the gloomy fire, but there was nothing behind it.

This result made him completely desperate.

Lost!

At this moment, the fire completely engulfed him like a portrait.

There was no movement in Fang Shiming's face during the fire. Like a burned photo, his whole person disappeared in the fire.

The once all-powerful boss in the circle of friends is dead.

There was a flash of fire.

Liang Tian walked straight into the blazing fire, grabbed a dim humanoid silhouette that was suppressed by the fire and curled up, and stuffed it into the lamp.

That is the resurrected ghost wind.

There were three other things in the fire.

A pair of scissors tangled in hair, a black and white photo that was set on fire, and a shriveled and rotten human head that was set on fire.

"I'm almost at my limit and it's time to deal with my own problems."

Liang Tian had just picked up these three things and stored them in the lamp. Suddenly, his body paused and a flame burned inexplicably on his skin.

Consciousness is out of control.

Luo Huo is recovering rapidly, and Guihe Zhan is also helping to suppress it. On the contrary, his control over Luo Huo's body is becoming weaker and weaker.

In the firelight, his figure gradually faded, and he disappeared from the spot and reached the rooftop.

In a pool of blood, his body, with its head and body separated, and its body split in two, was still lying quietly, full of loneliness and desolation.

"Once my consciousness gets rid of the furnace fire body and the furnace fire consciousness returns, I'm afraid I will revive on the spot."

Liang Tian's face was solemn, and he touched the mechanism of the petals without hesitation, pressed down the ten blooming petals one by one, and used gold to isolate the fire.

The flame of the lamp died down instantly.

Then he picked up his head, put it back on the broken neck, held the animal tooth pendant, and repaired the broken body.

The cold aura belonging to the deceitful ghost filled the air, the pool of blood on the ground disappeared, and the hideous wounds on the corpse were gradually erased. The pale and cold skin color of the corpse returned to ruddy color and became fresh again.

Wow.

A cold and damp atmosphere spread, and the sound of the river flowing rapidly echoed around.

The river that does not exist in reality rushes and washes away everything.

boom!
  For a moment, the sound of the rushing river was deafening.

Liang Tian put down the lamp and reached out to touch the body lying on the ground. His dark eyes began to fade.

In an unseen perspective.

From the body of the furnace fire, a dark, moist and cold humanoid outline struggled out like a soul, infiltrating into this unconscious living body along the places where they touched each other.

In addition, the curse of the resurrection of the tombstone is being transferred with the transfer of consciousness. The outline of an illusory supernatural room is appearing. The curse stained on the body of the furnace is separated and returns to the original body.

The darkness in the red man's eyes faded away. After Li Gui's consciousness returned, his shriveled gray-white eyes moved slightly, and his palms were squeezing the living person on the ground.

His prediction was correct, and the fire came to life on the spot.

But the river water that remained in the fire's consciousness began to affect the fire's consciousness. The red man gradually let go of his hands and turned back to the golden lamp with closed petals.

Suddenly.

Liang Tian suddenly opened his eyes without any warning.

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