As a ray of light swept in front of the eyes of the two, the two of them only felt that their eyes were slightly hot, and they followed Tang Ning's fingers to look ahead, which almost frightened the two of them to scream and jump.

Tang Lao and Second Master Na Hong both widened their eyes at this time, looking at the scene in front of them with a shocked expression.

Before, they only saw the people of that team resting, but when they looked at it again, it was a different scene, the ghosts and ghosts wandered in the team, some hung upside down and sucked the essence and blood of the monks, some wrapped around the monks' bodies and gnawed around, some tried to get on the bodies of those monks, the hideous and terrifying grimaces, the blue and white were full of bloodthirsty cold breath, and the green and white fangs were like the evil ghosts and evil, just looking at them like this, it had already made the soles of the two of them feel cold.

It's not that they don't dare to scream, but they cover their mouths with their hands, and the extreme fear and horror make them unable to make a sound, and they can only stare at them with a pair of frightened eyes.

Hong Erye was away from the grass that was pressed by Donald on the side, and he didn't know if it was an instinctive reaction brought about by seeing the scene in front of him, or what was going on, he faintly felt a cold breath on his neck swishing close, making his cold hair stand up, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the little bald head over there and motioned to him, asking him to look back.

He paused, stiffened his neck and slowly turned his head, this look, just to the last blue and white grimace, the bulging protruding pair of gray-white ghost eyes The whole eyeball turned, and approached the second master of Hong again, as if he wanted to test him, whether he could see it, but the second master of Hong was already stunned, and he froze there staring at a pair of eyes without moving.

When the ghost wanted to get close to Donald, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the little bald head on the other side staring at it with a smile, and he was so frightened that a pair of gray eyes protruded outward, and he retreated violently, not daring to take another half a step.

After a long while, Second Master Hong breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt as if he had been fished up from ice water, and his whole body was cold. He turned his head, looked at Donald and the little bald head, and asked in a trembling voice, "We, are we going back?" ”

Tang Ning motioned for them to retreat quietly, while she herself glanced at the team in front of her before quietly retreating.

After the three of them returned to the team and sat down by the fire, Hong Er Ye felt that his body was still trembling, he looked at Donald with a dignified face, and then looked at the little bald head who seemed to be thinking about something while holding his chin, and asked after taking a deep breath: "Tang Xiaogongzi, were those ghosts sucking their essence and blood just now?" ”

"Hmm." Tang Ning nodded and answered.

"But how can there be so many ghosts? If you suck it up like this, won't the people in that team ......"

As if thinking of something, Second Master Hong looked around their team, but he didn't see anything, and when he thought of the slightly hot eyes that had just returned, he recovered, and he couldn't see those ghosts anymore, and couldn't help asking, "Do you have those things in our team?" Why can't my eyes see those things anymore? ”

"The eye of heaven is only open for a while, and when the time comes, it will naturally not be visible." She smiled, looked at his slightly pale face, and said, "Those things, it's better not to see them, otherwise you won't have enough concentration, and you will only be scared of yourself." ”