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Chapter One Thousand and Thirty-Seven Sudden Appearance(2/2)

Who would have thought that those people would retaliate with kindness and leave us behind?"

There were tears in Liu Zi's eyes. She felt excited about escaping from death, but also felt happy about finding someone to support her.

"Oh, that's right."

Yang Jian was still very calm and didn't look the least bit angry.

His ghost eyes have seen a lot of information, and he has a general understanding of the situation here, and he is certain that there is no real supernatural incident here, it is just a man-made incident.

But one thing is certain, there are indeed ghosts here.

"This is not the place to talk. I will take you out of this building first." Yang Jian said.

As soon as the words were finished.

He took Miao Xiaoshan and two others and disappeared into the corridor. When he appeared again, he was already outside the building.

This method of instantaneously changing positions is surprising and unbelievable to ordinary people.

"How did you hurt your foot?" Yang Jian put Miao Xiaoshan down, and a chair suddenly appeared behind him, and he happened to sit on it.

Miao Xiaoshan said: "It seems that I accidentally twisted it while leaving."

"What do you think is going on?" Yang Jian took a look and knew that Miao Xiaoshan was hiding something again, so he directly asked Liu Zi next to him.

Liu Zi said: "She was hit by someone. Someone hit her and then sprained her. It seemed a bit serious. When we walked before, Sun Yujia and I were holding on, and then Wan Hao took advantage of our inconvenience.

At this time, we took action and snatched the candle, leaving us unable to escape without protection."

"The person who bumped into me was not Wan Hao. It was just that the scene was a bit chaotic and I couldn't find who it was." Miao Xiaoshan added, hoping that Yang Jian would not go to settle the score with the person who accidentally bumped into him.

Yang Jian didn't speak, just squatted down.

He reached out and grabbed Miao Xiaoshan's red and swollen feet, and pressed them with a little force. He heard a crisp bone sound, and the dislocated joints recovered immediately, but the congestion was still there, and he needed to rest for a few days.

Although Yang Jian could use supernatural means to clean up the congestion, he did not do so.

Even treating injuries is a normal bone-setting method.

In his view, supernatural powers have certain erosion and influence, and it is best not to use them if possible.

"It shouldn't be a problem to walk now." Yang Jian said, then he stood up and turned around.

at the same time.

A group of panicked people were leaving the building quickly. The person walking at the front was holding a red candle in his hand.
Chapter completed!
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