In the afternoon.

Bai Xiaofei returned home again, thought for a while, and took out the golden box under the bed.

He is about to go to the five-star hotel in Tang Bi. To be honest, he has not yet figured out his ability to ghost blood. It is hard to say whether he can withstand the attack of evil ghosts.

To be on the safe side, he decided to bring the box with him.

What if it is used.

If you really encounter an insolvent evil spirit, this box may be effective at critical moments.

His eyes narrowed, looking at the words that were still changing on the surface of the box.

"Let me out...I can help you, I can help you..."

Lines of handwriting emerge and disappear, full of temptation.

"What the hell are you? I will never open it if you don't say anything."

Bai Xiaofei stared at the box and said.

"Help you, help you..."

The box is still changing its handwriting.

Bai Xiaofei snorted coldly, looked at the lock on the box, and ignored it.

At present, it seems that the things in this box cannot be broken, otherwise, they would have broken the lock long ago.

Now he is more sure that this box is a special material, ak alloy.

Bai Xiaofei found a black cloth, wrapped the box heavily, put it in a backpack, and then carried it behind his back.

Suddenly, he frowned again, thinking about the ability of ghost blood.

"How did Zhao Zheng use it at the beginning? Cut his palm and it seemed that he could let the blood flow out..."

Bai Xiaofei thought.

After all, we are about to set off.

He didn't even figure out what his own abilities were, that would be too bad.

Although he knew that every time he used his ability, the resurrection of the evil ghost would deepen, he had to take the risk of experimenting at this moment.

He took a fruit knife and directly slashed towards the palm of his left hand.

puff!

Scarlet blood emerged, and the fruit knife dyed red, and dripped from the palm of the palm.

At first, Bai Xiaofei didn't think anything.

Suddenly, a huge cold force suddenly emanated from his body, like a sleeping ice beast reviving in his body.

A gloomy, strange aura erupted from his thousands of pores.

Bai Xiaofei's almost instinctive hair stood up, as if a strange and cold gaze was looking at him from the darkness.

then.

The blood in his hand began to emit blood, strange and mysterious, like a crystal agate liquid, and every drop shone with dazzling light.

Pick, pick, pick...

Drops of blood dripped from the palm of your palm.

His entire palm had completely changed.

The blood was covered with light, as if he was wearing a mysterious glove.

"The power of the evil ghost..."

Bai Xiaofei's eyes sterned.

Looking at the bloody luster on his hands, he felt like he was like a strange existence invisibly, overlapping his palm with his own.

Every drop of blood is like living, and every drop of blood is like a new life.

Never had this strange experience.

He felt that the dripping blood seemed to be able to come back at any time.

brush!

When he felt this way, sure enough, the blood on the ground began to flow back and rushed into his body one by one. The moment he came into contact, it disappeared automatically.

In this way, blood dripped on his hands, but the blood on the ground was flowing back to the soles of his feet at a speed visible to the naked eye, along the soles of his feet, and back into his body.

Continuous!

The blood is not dry!

"Strange, this is the power of ghost blood..."

There is a kind of so-called sense of sanctification in the flesh.

Isn’t this the feeling of becoming a sanctified in some classics? Blood is immortal, and the body is immortal!

"What about ability... is a bondage..."

Bai Xiaofei's eyes flashed.

As soon as I thought of the ability of ghost blood, two words couldn't help but appear in my mind.

Bondage!

It was like a strange life telling itself in the body.

Is this Ghost Blood taking the initiative to tell himself?

“Binding…”

Bai Xiaofei tried to control the ghost blood and rushed towards a chair in front of him.

brush!

Pieces of blood emitted from his palms, like a blood-colored rainbow light, rushed past and covered the chair instantly.

In an instant, there seemed to be a bloody network on the whole chair.

Bai Xiaofei thought about it, and the chair was wrapped in red light and flew backward towards him quickly.

Click!

As his thoughts fell, the chair automatically landed.

The blood and network above have not dissipated.

Just as a silk thread that controls a doll is firmly grasped by yourself, you can turn your mind and fiddle with it at will.

"What a weird feeling."

Bai Xiaofei talked to himself.

This is how the bondage of ghost blood is!

Able to control it freely!

But how long is this kind of restraint?

He removed the restraint of the chair, and the blood that had been wrapped around the chair began to retract towards his feet again, like a mud cow entering the sea, quickly disappearing from his body.

Bai Xiaofei continued to try the power of ghost blood in the room, trying to test out this distance.

He quickly tested it out.

Eight meters!

This kind of binding ability can reach up to eight meters!

A blood light will fall to the ground and turn into blood.

Within eight meters, you can distort and change at will, without any influence.

Bai Xiaofei thought for a while.

What about the time?

Is there a time limit to using the ability of the evil ghost?

Also, does the ability of the evil ghost really have no effect on the AK alloy?

He took out the AK alloy metal that was the king of his arms, threw the metal directly two meters away in front of him, and controlled the ghost blood to sweep over again.

A strange scene appeared.

The moment the blood rays wrapped around this metal, they automatically slid down and fell down, and even the basic attachment could not be achieved, let alone picking up the metal.

It looks like oil stains fall on the stainless steel and slides down automatically.

"Sure enough...it cannot affect AK alloy."

Bai Xiaofei talked to himself.
To be continued...