Although he did not see Guo Hao's actions, the middle-aged Taoist still looked at Guo Hao.

Because everyone present was obviously stunned by the previous incident, and at this moment, they all looked different, with panic, doubts, and anger.

Only Guo Hao's face was calm, as if nothing had happened before, so there was no need to think that his yellow talisman paper bridge was broken and it must have a certain connection with Guo Hao.

Guo Hao's face was calm, as if he had not seen the middle-aged Taoist gaze, and he stood there calmly.

"Master, what's going on?" At this moment, Liu Yibing's cousin asked with a puzzled look on his face. His tone was very anxious. He didn't know if it was because he failed to attract the soul when he saw his master, or because of some other reason.

"It's okay, just a little accident." With a cold snorkeling, the middle-aged Taoist's expression changed, but it returned to normal.

He glanced at Guo Hao coldly, and then said confidently: "The old man's soul is too weak, so my guided paper bridge breaks. Fortunately, I have other means to ensure that the old man is safe."

While speaking, he reached into his arms and then found a flower.

"What is this?" Everyone looked at the flower and couldn't help but be stunned.

This flower is not a flower, but a flower made of silk paper. Everyone is familiar with this kind of white flower. They usually prepare some when visiting the tomb and place it in front of the tomb.

However, the white flower in the middle-aged Taoist priest's hand was very strange. The flower actually had a pale light.

Everyone looked at the pale white light and felt a burst of panic coming, as if a big white bone hand grabbed their hearts and would crush it at any time.

Seeing everyone's expressions, the middle-aged Taoist just said lightly: "Don't be nervous. This dead soul flower is just used to extradite the dead soul and will not cause any damage to you."

After hearing the words of the middle-aged Taoist priest, many of the people present breathed a sigh of relief.

Guo Hao, who was beside him, pursed his lips and showed a mockery look.

Although he didn't know what this Dead Soul Flower was, he could see clearly that after the Dead Soul Flower appeared, a stream of anger began to separate from everyone present, and then was absorbed by the Dead Soul Flower.

However, the limit of absorption of the Dead Soul Flower is limited, which will only make everyone feel tired at most. If you are weak and get sick, it will not endanger your life.

Therefore, Guo Hao did not stop the middle-aged Taoist priest, but just watched quietly.

But the middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly looked at Guo Hao and happened to see the scene that curled up the corner of Guo Hao's mouth.

Suddenly, a provocative look appeared in the middle-aged Taoist's eyes, as if saying: "Do you have the ability to continue to destroy?"

In response to this, Guo Hao just pursed his lips and smiled faintly.

Since you are like this, I naturally can't let you down, right?

"Go!" The middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly shouted, and the dead soul flower suddenly flew slowly, just floating at the place where the yellow talisman paper bridge was broken.

The next moment, everyone present widened their eyes and looked incredible.

They actually saw a little bit of blood-colored spots appearing on the white flower of the Dead.

The blood-colored spots became more and more dense, and finally the entire soul flower was covered with, making the soul flower look like it was salvaged from the blood.

Everyone looked at this scene and didn't dare to show off, for fear that one would not anger the ghosts and gods and cause disaster.

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked cold, but he glanced at Guo Hao in a demonstrative manner, and then pointed at the old man on the hospital bed: "Go!"

Suddenly, your blood-colored soul flower flew towards the old man's body, like a ball of ghost fire, which made people feel suffocated.

Around her, Liu Yibing suddenly became nervous. Subconsciously, she felt an inexplicable sense of crisis, as if this ghost-like soul flower fell on her grandfather, something very terrible would happen.

Subconsciously, she looked at Guo Hao on the side and asked in a voice that only Guo Hao could hear: "Little brother, is there really nothing wrong with this?"

Guo Hao nodded seriously: "What are you thinking about? Of course something will happen."

"Ah?" Liu Yibing was stunned, and her face turned pale.

She gritted her teeth and was about to rush to the hospital bed and stop the dead flower.

However, Guo Hao suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed Liu Yibing's little hand.

"You can't touch the dead soul flower, otherwise you will be the one who will get into trouble." Guo Hao said lightly.

"What should I do? No, I want to save my grandfather. Even if I encounter an accident, I can't let my grandfather get into trouble!" Liu Yibing was so anxious that she burst into tears.

However, Guo Hao's big hand was very powerful, and she couldn't break free.

"Don't worry, it's okay." Guo Hao suddenly chuckled, and then he took a breath, then "Ah sneeze" and sneeze hit the hospital bed of the old man Liu's family.

This sneeze seemed so abrupt when the atmosphere solidified.

And just under everyone's surprised eyes, the blood-colored dead soul flower that was about to fall on the old man of the Liu family was blown away as if he had encountered a strong wind and hit the wall beside him.

"roar--"

Just as the Dead Flower slammed on the wall, everyone seemed to hear a harsh scream, the screaming sound from the depths of hell, which immediately changed everyone present's faces, and the timid people were already trembling.

"It's you!" A roar sounded, but the middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly turned around, pointing directly at Guo Hao's peach wood sword in his hand, full of murderous aura.

"Ah, sorry, I couldn't help it and sneeze for a while." Guo Hao sniffed innocently and smiled, "But this is not because of failure, right? You are a living god. How can I, an ordinary person, affect you if you sneeze?"

When the middle-aged Taoist priest heard this, his face suddenly turned pale and turned pale, and his face looked so ugly.

"Otherwise, you do it again. This time I will definitely not sneeze. It will definitely not affect you, okay?" Guo Hao said sincerely.

The middle-aged man was speechless.

If you don’t sneeze, who knows how you will destroy me if you don’t sneeze?

However, his eyes suddenly turned, and a vicious look appeared in his eyes.

He suddenly pointed at Guo Hao and said angrily: "Everyone from the Liu family, this guy destroyed my spell casting again and again. Now the soul of the old man of the Liu family is almost dissipated. What should I do?"
Chapter completed!