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    "Hey, why is he gone? He was still here just now?" Wu Fan looked at the person who disappeared in front of him in confusion, but he was still here just now.  Wu Fan doesn¡¯t understand what ghosts are, but he knows that anything that is not human is naturally a ghost.  There was obviously an extra person in the room just now, and that person actually came out. This goes against common sense!  ¡°Maybe Wu Fan doesn¡¯t know what common sense is, but he knows that this should be wrong.  How can the people inside get out?  The iron door is closed, how can you get out?  Moreover, there was blood on this man's body, and he didn't even have his head.  ¡°Ghosts, they all rely on this terrifying scene to scare people.  People are 30% afraid of ghosts, and 70% of ghosts are afraid of people. This is the truth.  In the beginning, it was impossible for this ghost to carry sharp weapons and kill people like real people. People have three fires, one on the shoulder and the other on the top of the head. This makes the ghost afraid to approach, but it does not mean that the three fires cannot be extinguished.  For example, fear, looking back, fear, without the spirit to accompany you, how can the remaining fear be used against ghosts?  ??In the final analysis, ghosts are only attacks on the spiritual level and cannot attack physically.  Make you timid, scare you to death, or make you die while mentally confused.  "These little ghosts are different from the old ghosts in the underworld, and they are even worse than the overlords of the underworld. They have no magic power, and they only rely on terrifying tricks and some confusing mental attacks.  Unable to scare anyone, the kid chose another way to attack.  A layer of gray fog appeared in this dim haunted house, shrouding Wu Fan in it, but there was no fog at Wu Ming's side.  It will dissipate as soon as you get close.  Wu Fan was finally a little scared, his eyes were red.  But he still gritted his teeth to prevent himself from crying.  He was not afraid of ghosts, but he was afraid that he would not be able to find his parents and be alone here. The feeling of helplessness made him panic.  After all, he is just a three-year-old child.  "Hehe" There was laughter in the mist, Wu Fan quickly turned around and looked, but he didn't know that he turned around.  The Yang Qi in the body becomes a little weaker, and this so-called Yang Qi is courage.  In this gray fog, Wu Fan couldn't see anything, so he was timid, even though he knew his parents were nearby.  "Hehe" A different voice came from behind. Wu Fan looked back again, but still couldn't see anything.     At this moment.  Sounds began to come from all directions, including laughter and strange screams.  Wu Fan kept looking back, trying to find where those voices were, but found nothing.  "Husband, Fan'er" Dongfang Xue hesitated.  Wu Ming shook his head: "We'll wait and see. With just these few brats, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch Fan'er. Haha, don't worry. He has more than just a Qingfeng Sword." "You mean, Fan'er is not alone.  That pendant you gave him when his son was born? Could it be some kind of magic weapon?" Dongfang Xue asked in surprise. She had never known that Wu Ming had such a magic weapon, and she didn't even know about it.  origin.  Wu Ming nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, if possible, I hope Fan'er can use it for his own use. If it is there, I believe that few people can deal with Fan'er without us around." "That pendant  , could it be a magical treasure from the gods? Is it a spiritual treasure taken from the sea god?" Dongfang Xue only had this guess, as mortal magic weapons could not make her husband say such things.  Moreover, she also learned about the process of Atlantis and his party from Wu Bao, but she didn¡¯t know much about the matter of Mihundang. Everyone¡¯s experience was different. Wu Bao couldn¡¯t tell Wu Ming  What exactly happened, Wu Ming never said.  It's not that he doesn't want to talk about it, it's that he doesn't know where to start. It's a dream, a realistic dream. He doesn't know whether it is an illusion or a reality.  "No, it's an ancient Buddha from ancient Buddhism. You should have heard of him. He used to be called Ran Deng, but now he's called Qing Guang. The ancient lamp on the pendant is the coffin lamp of the ancient Buddha Ran Deng! I came from  Mihundang got it, haha, that world is too complicated, and I don¡¯t know whether it is a dream or a reality, so I would like to take this opportunity to see if I can let Faner activate the coffin lamp." Wu Ming explained.  .  Dongfang Xue trembled, the original body of the Randen Ancient Buddha?  The legendary first coffin lamp in the prehistoric period?  The legendary innate spiritual treasure?  ¡° In this way, Dongfang Xue felt relieved.  At this moment, a ray of mist suddenly rushed towards Wu Fan. After practicing the Holy Spirit Sword for three months, Wu Fan's reaction ability was still very good. He suddenly turned around and struck hard with his sword.  "Ah" The mist dissipated and a scream came out.  Obviously, the ghost did not expect that Wu Fan could react so quickly. You must know that this is just a three or four-year-old child. Think about how he was three or four years old back then.What were you doing when you were a kid?  If this were the case, I would probably have burst into tears.  "Huh, I'm not afraid of you. I'm not afraid. My father is the best master in the world. I'm not afraid of you. If you have the ability, come out. Come out" Wu Fan shouted, holding the  Qingfeng Sword slashed randomly, obviously his mind was still confused.  After all, he is still a three-year-old child.  "Bang" Wu Fan staggered, his eyes became dull, his body became stiff, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.  Then, Wu Fan ran forward two steps uncontrollably and almost fell down.  Inadvertently, the pendant on Wu Fan's chest flickered.  "I, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid of you" Wu Fan said in a stiff voice, breathing heavily.  After all, the tears in his eyes couldn't help falling. He curled his lips and seemed about to cry, but he forced himself to hold back.  At that moment, it was obvious that he had been attacked. There was a black and blue palm print behind him.  But the kid didn't seem to be feeling well. The sudden light from the coffin lamp seemed to protect him, but also injured him. Otherwise, this might have killed half of Wu Fan's life.  How could it be a simple slap?  At this time, Wu Ming's face became gloomy.  Unexpectedly, there is a big ghost hidden in this fog.  The so-called big ghost is just his name. It means that he has developed magic power and has more abilities than ordinary little ghosts, and can perform physical attacks.  In terms of levels, they can be regarded as century-old ghosts or thousand-year-old ghost kings, but Wu Ming doesn't know much about these.  He was just relaxing, but Wu Fan almost lost half his life.  In his anger, he was more curious about how the big ghost escaped his consciousness, and he didn't see clearly how it appeared just now and then disappeared again.  "Hey, Shadow Clan?" The Witch God exclaimed in a low voice, as if he saw something incredible.  Wu Ming¡¯s face was gloomy and he asked coldly: ¡°What is the Shadow Clan?¡±
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