Li Wugui felt that he had not seen clearly what was going on, and a scream came from his ear, and the instant penetration almost made Li Wugui tinnitus.

He frowned, his facial features twisted together, and he reached out to rub his ears before he recovered.

The young boy of this age has little recognition of his voice, but his voice is brighter than the other, and his screams are also extremely lethal.

Li Wugui was "hit" without paying attention.

Yan Feiyang was still calm, and the expression on his face had not changed at all, as if he had not heard the boy's scream.

After looking at the boy for a few seconds, Yan Feiyang took the initiative to speak and said, "Can you speak?"

The boy came back to his senses and looked at Yan Feiyang blankly. His mind was a little unresponsive, but his body had already reacted. He opened his mouth slightly and subconsciously made a sound from his throat.

After coughing twice, the boy suddenly realized that he could hear his voice! He looked at Yan Feiyang with surprise, forgetting that he could say a few more words.

The boy kept winking Yan Feiyang, as if he wanted the other party to feel his joy.

He could actually speak. He was obviously not able to do it just now, no matter how hard he used, he couldn't make any sound. But now it's different, his voice is back.

Yan Feiyang looked at the boy's ecstatic appearance, a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and nodded as if he heard the other person's words.

The boy was so happy that all his previous worries were left behind. He forgot everything. He finally could speak. He shook his arms excitedly.

After realizing that, the boy's arms were a little sore, and he realized that his body could move, but it seemed that the amplitude was not very large, and only his limbs could move flexibly.

The boy was able to speak just now and was not very adaptable. He felt something was wrong with his body. His first reaction was to lower his head to check. He just felt as if he was stepping on cotton, empty and insecure.

As soon as he lowered his head, the boy was frightened by himself. He was floating now, his feet were off the ground. Although the distance was not very far, he felt like he was about to fly.

There was also a very surprising thing for the boy, the big red robe on his body disappeared.

The boy was floating naked now, he was suspicious and annoyed, his cheeks were flushed, and he didn't know whether he was shy or angry.

The next second he realized that he looked for his clothes everywhere. Although the big red robe was very tight and uncomfortable to wear on his body, he got used to it over time.

The boy lowered his head and didn't see the Hongpao's heart immediately became empty, as if someone had taken away some precious treasure.

The boy had thought of taking off the Dahong Pao and finding another suitable one by himself, at least not as bright as the color.

But he couldn't take off this red robe himself. After trying it many times, he gave up helplessly.

The boy felt disgusted when he opened his eyes and saw his clothes. He was a serious man, and wearing bright red clothes would definitely be laughed at.

For a while, the boy thought it was because of his red clothes that the other guys in the cemetery despise him and isolated him, and they would leave bored whenever he appeared.

Gradually, the boy got used to it. He had no choice but to wear it even if he didn't like it.

The boy dreamed of taking off this big red robe for a while, but when this wish finally came true, he felt nervous and uneasy.

The boy didn't know what was wrong with him. It should have been something to be happy about, but he just couldn't be happy.

Yan Feiyang and Li Wugui's eyes were always focused on the boy. Yan Feiyang was fine, with a focused expression, but his performance was not obvious.

Li Wugui was different. He seemed to have discovered something amazing, his eyes turned slightly, but his eyes never left the boy.

Li Wugui looked like something surprising on the boy.

Maybe Li Wugui's gaze was too straightforward and the boy could not ignore it. He looked at Li Wugui strangely and found that the other party had not noticed his eyes at all.

There was no way, the boy was embarrassed to ask, so he had to look down at Li Wugui's gaze.

Is there something on me? His red robe is gone, is there anything else to see?

The boy muttered in his heart in confusion, looked down and was frightened by himself the next second.

"What is this? How could this thing be there on me?"

The boy looked down at his upper body incredibly, his voice a little hoarse, and even the words he said were a little difficult to recognize.

It wasn't a surprise to the boy. His upper body was almost covered with red marks, densely packed as if wrapped in rattans. But the marks on his body were even more creepy than the rattans, because the marks on his body were all of blood-like colors.

He didn't even dare to look at it too much, and he didn't know how these marks came about. He felt scared and looked at Yan Feiyang like he was asking for help.

Yan Feiyang also withdrew his gaze at this time, looked at the boy with a firm look, and said, "Don't be afraid."

It was strange that Yan Feiyang only said three words, but the boy felt much more at ease. The feeling of being at a loss just now gradually calmed down. He plucked up his courage and nodded vigorously.

Li Wugui looked at the crisscrossing traces on the boy's body, and his face showed obvious unbearance and heartache. The boy was still so young, and Li Wugui couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he thought of the suffering he had suffered before.

Although he had been mentally prepared before, Li Wugui was still surprised when he saw the red mark on the boy. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he wished he could immediately respond to the mysterious man.

Just now, Li Wugui was a little puzzled when he saw Yan Feiyang moving the dead tree. He didn't know what connection could be with a dead tree.

But after a while, Li Wugui looked at everything in front of him in surprise. Fortunately, he didn't want to blink once from beginning to end, otherwise he would have missed Yan Feiyang's magic.

The dead tree moved to the boy and stopped. Yan Feiyang continued to activate the mantra again. The dead tree swayed in the air for a few seconds, and the speed was too fast. Li Wugui thought it was dazzled.

The next second, something incredible happened. The boy's head and limbs, which had been slightly drooping, suddenly became as if he was energetic as he was stretched straight.

Li Wugui had sharp eyes and immediately found that the boy's movements were very similar to the dead wood hanging beside him, or even exactly the same.

The boy's limbs have similar postures to those of dead trees. There may be some details, but the boy's arms are all flesh, so it is not easy to do this.

It seems that as long as the angle is a little tricky, the boy's arm will break.

The boy's arm was still trying his best to adjust the angle. In Li Wugui's eyes, he tried his best to be consistent with the dead wood beside him.

Although Yan Feiyang did not explain, Li Wugui already had a guess in his mind. He felt that Yan Feiyang wanted to use a move to "steal the sky and change the sun".

It is to mix the boy with the dead wood so that the boy can get rid of the shackles of the big red robe.

Li Wugui felt that things could not be that simple, and Yan Feiyang's purpose would never be the only one. After all, the most important thing now is to get the boy back to normal.

Just by just switching the boy with the dead wood, at most, it can only solve the mystery of the cinnabar seal on the boy's body. However, this is already a big move forward.

If it weren't for Yan Feiyang, Li Wugui would have been able to stare at him here. His ability is useless here.

Li Wugui was anxious because he could not cause trouble for Yan Feiyang, so he had to stand quietly.

As expected by Li Wugui, Yan Feiyang's index finger and middle finger were put together, and his fingers gently stroked the air, and the left and right sides were adjusted in a row.

The positions of the boy and the dead wood changed instantly.

The dead tree that was originally parked in the air turned into a naked boy, and the boy in the red robe on the other side also turned into a dead tree.

Li Wugui was stunned by the changes in front of him, and was stunned and unable to speak. He looked at the boy and the dead trees.

Li Wugui was sure that he hadn't blinked just now and stared at the boy because he had a premonition that something would definitely happen.

But unexpectedly, he was so alert, but he only saw the beginning and the result. The process seemed to automatically accelerate and passed by his eyes.

In any case, Yan Feiyang has solved a big problem. He separated Dahongpao and the boy.

Li Wugui hurriedly observed Dahongpao carefully. He was afraid that if this thing was a bit weird, he might have any reaction when he noticed that the boy was thrown away.

As a result, Li Wugui saw something wrong with the Hong Pao. At that moment, Li Wugui held his breath and his heartbeat accelerated.

But after a few seconds, the red robe tightly wrapped around the dead wood, fitting without any gaps, just like when she was worn on a boy before.

Li Wugui was relieved now, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. It seemed that he overestimated Hong Pao's ability and was worried.

After Yan Feiyang felt that such an evil thing was useless, Li Wugui would definitely be the first to destroy it so as not to harm others again.

After the boy exchanged with the dead wood, Li Wugui finally saw clearly the cinnabar mark on the boy's body. It was no longer the point exposed on his arm, but was complete, almost dissatisfied with the mark on the boy's upper body.

Li Wugui looked at the cinnabar marks that looked like totem on the boy, and was several times more surprised than before. He immediately looked at Yan Feiyang, trying to find the answer from the other party.

Yan Feiyang's eyes never left the mark on the boy's body. He frowned and observed the complex patterns, as if he wanted to find some rules from above.

Li Wugui was just looking at the vine-like cinnabar marks, one head or two, and he was already confused. In his eyes, those things had no rules to follow, they were just randomly drawn.

When he saw Yan Feiyang's concentration, he knew that these cinnabar marks were definitely not simple. (To be continued.)
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