Haunting Spectre Road Chapter 67:

A vague figure suddenly appeared behind Zhang Zhenhong, Lone Xinghan's eyes shook slightly: "Little San..." A bright flash of light flashed past the appearance of Xiao San, his head hanging down and his teeth grinning coldly. With Zhang Zhenhong.

Zhang Zhenhong had an expression of despair and despair on his face, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "Yong——Yuan——No…" Xiao San’s bloodless white hand suddenly rested on him. On Zhang Zhenhong's shoulder, Zhang Zhenhong's pupils suddenly widened and opened his mouth, but no sound came out again.

Lonely Xinghan felt a cold ear and a transparent silk thread flew out from behind him and ran straight towards Zhang Zhenhong.

Luo Xinghan wanted to draw out the sword, but the thread speed was too fast.

"..." Lone Xinghan tasted despair for the first time.

The silk thread stopped in midair and stopped just one meter away from Zhang Zhenhong. The thread was still flying up and down like the tongue of a snake.

"Zhang Di..." Lonely Xinghan's eyes began to blur.

Zhang Di next to him stared blankly in front of him, but his right hand had already stretched out and tightly grasped the silk thread that appeared out of thin air.

How can he catch objects in the non-human world? Without waiting for Lone Starhan to think clearly, the silk thread immediately softened as soon as Zhang Di's palm was exerted until it disappeared.

There was still no expression on Xiaosan’s face. He attached his head to Zhang Zhenhong and said, "Go back—go—he—call—you—go back—go—" Zhang Zhenhong raised his head and was already full of tears. .

The tragic grief shocked the whole hall in an instant!

Luo Xinghan has already had tears in his eyes, who has always been confident in himself, for the first time he felt the grief of helplessness, especially such a disaster at hand.

"..." Zhang Di on the side took action and stretched out his right hand towards Zhang Zhenhong and ran over.

"You can't open the flute!" Lonely Xinghan said in shock: "The whirlpool will involve you! Come back soon and we can't save him anymore! I can't lose you anymore!" "He is very Painful, he wants us to save him to save him.

"Zhang Di’s voice was as clear as it was in his ears, but Lone Star Han clearly saw that Zhang Di’s lips had not opened, and even a slight tremor had not even been quietly closed.

How could this be? Lone Xinghan's mind was already unable to cope with such a change, his mind was completely blank, and he couldn't even remember the name of any spell.

For a while, Zhang Di has already ran to Zhang Zhenhong's side and Xiao San also began to pull Zhang Zhenhong to the center of the black hole.

Luo Xinghan gently drew out the sword life and the dead man and the ghost which is the lighter, which is a fact he knew when he was three years old.

Even if it is cruel, even if it is not close to humanity, even if the gods are angry, after all... he is dead! Now only by hitting Zhang Zhenhong and Xiao San until their souls disappeared and breaking the balance of the black hole can Zhang Di be rescued.

The life of Zhang Di is what he cares about most now.

"Sorry, forgive me!" Lonely Xinghan closed his eyes in pain and slashed at Zhang Zhenhong.

The Limang from the "clang" sword was bounced away three meters away! "Enchantment?!" Lone Star Han secretly cried out, I didn't expect such a powerful enchantment around the black hole.

Zhang Di has run into the whirlpool and eagerly stretched out his right hand to Zhang Zhenhong: "Catch me and I'll come-save you!" There was a faint joy on his face.

"Zhang Di——!!!" Lone Xinghan's heart burst open suddenly, and then the heart-piercing pain penetrated into the bone marrow and passed to every pore and every head as if a car had been cracked open. Tears finally came out of the eyes. Only the running figure of Zhang Di eagerly and eagerly ran towards the endless black hole with a shallow smile at the corner of his mouth.

When he came out from home and dragged him to the airport when he refused to go, "I knew there would be no good fruit with you! Lone Star Han, I hate you to death, I hate you to death!" The scene where Zhang Di hugged on the pole and refused to come down, with a look of shock and fear, has been hiding behind him, and his cautious movements passed by Lone Star Han's eyes like a movie.

Is it possible to see all the memories of the past when the pain is extreme? So detailed and so realistic that you won't miss a single drop?