In the cold winter, heavy snow is flying.

The bitter wind swept wildly, making the air in the naturalized city even more dry and harsh.

Many men who came out to make a living in the cold wind could not withstand the cold climate and whispered a few times. They almost couldn't breathe by the cold wind, so they quickly pushed the cart away.

No one wants to come out of this kind of ghost weather, so the business is naturally not good.

Scream-

The flames burned on a torch wrapped in pine oil, dispelling the coldness of this area.

Captain Wang inserted four or five torches at the door of Wang Dong'er's boudoir, and according to what Zhou Han said, two burning torches were placed at the main door and the window.

Mrs. Wang went out and borrowed five or six braziers from her neighbors.

Charcoal emits warm heat inside, making the Wang family warm like spring.

"Qingqing, don't get close to here later. Go to the room next to Mrs. Wang, don't come out." Seeing Captain Wang and his wife busy, Zhou Han's face was solemn.

The strange spirit is not a demon, this thing is too weird!

At the beginning, in the alleys of the Hutongs in the ancient street, if Qingqing had not obtained the amulet of the monks from Hanshan Temple, it would have taken effect.

I'm afraid he had already died at the hands of "Phantom Child".

Little did they know that even a good man like Uncle Shi and Captain Wang who had been immersed in cultivation for many years would unconsciously look fearful when he heard the strange spirit.

This shows the power of the strange spirit.

"Brother, you have to be careful." Zhou Qing grabbed Zhou Han's arm and looked at him worriedly.

"rest assured."

Zhou Han took out a pair of black cowhide gloves from his arms and put them on, and walked towards Wang Dong'er's boudoir.

This glove was created by craftsmen from the Duan family. It has a flexible texture and looks thick. It is actually very light and thin, making it very suitable for martial artists.

"Brother Zhou, you are ready." Captain Wang hurriedly said when he saw him coming.

Zhou Han nodded slightly and asked him to intercept the strange spirit at Wang Dong'er's door. Mrs. Wang, accompanied by Zhou Qing, walked into another room to hide.

Once the fight begins later, the alien spirit is very likely to look for people nearby to continue possessing.

Mrs. Wang and Zhou Qing are both ordinary people, so it will be troublesome to be possessed by alien spirits.

"Brother Zhou, I, Wang Xiong, have only such a daughter, so I will ask you for everything!" Wang Xiong looked nervous and bowed to Zhou Han solemnly.

“I will do my best.”

Zhou Han didn't say anything, left this sentence and pushed the door and walked in.

hiss!

As soon as I walked in, a biting air flow came to my face. The temperature in the room was much lower than outside, and even the table seemed to have a layer of frost.

"Brazier!"

Zhou Han reached out and placed the braziers handed over by Captain Wang one by one in the room, closing the door backhand.

The charcoal burning in the brazier drove away the cold, and the temperature in the room gradually became milder. As the brazier increased, the temperature rose little by little.

Zhou Han then breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the layout of the room.

Wang Donger's boudoir has the atmosphere of an ancient unmarried woman, with various paintings and guqin decorations. It can be seen that she usually likes elegant objects such as qi, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The temperature in the room slowly rose, and Zhou Han came to the window.

The window was closed tightly, but you could still vaguely see ice and water stains remaining at the pole of the window. I guess this Han Ling came in from here.

After thinking about it, he moved the brazier and placed a burning brazier under the window.

This was done to prevent the alien spirit from escaping from the window, and at the door of the boudoir, there was no intention to set up a torch and brazier to leave a way out.

"Brother Zhou."

A crisp and pleasant voice came from behind.

Zhou Han turned around and saw that Wang Dong'er had woken up. He was staring at him blankly, as if he didn't understand why he appeared here.

Is it an illusion or a dream?

"Miss Wang." Zhou Han walked over, placed a brazier beside the bed, and smiled at her.

"Brother Zhou, you..." Wang Dong'er saw him approaching and wrapped her quilt on her body, her face turned red.

"You're sick."

Zhou Han stood there and explained, "Captain Wang is just guarding outside. I will use my energy to help you drive out the cold. Now you have a sleep and get better when you wake up."

Only then did Wang Dong'er notice the abnormal skin tone on her arm. Her little face nodded nervously and her body slowly shrank in.

After a while, Zhou Han heard her breathing slowly falling asleep.

She was weak by the cold air of the alien spirit. At this moment, she relaxed and the cold air appeared again and she could easily fall asleep.

bring it on.

Zhou Han took a deep breath, and the qi and blood in his body slowly circulated. The energy in his body penetrated through his body, landed on the bed, and reached out to press his hand on Wang Donger's lotus root arm.

In an instant, a biting chill of frightening cold came from her arm.

Sizzle-

Zhou Han put it on Wang Dong'er's arm, and a layer of frost slowly covered it.

In his body, the qi and blood were affected and were stagnant. The cold invaded, causing the bones and blood to freeze, and the chill was infiltrating!

The next moment, Zhou Han's eyes were slightly stern.

With a roar, the blood in the body surged, and the powerful blood that washed away by the modifier instantly drove the cold air out.

"Get out!"

Zhou Han shouted violently, and the masculine and hot martial arts energy flowed to Wang Dong'er's arm.

Qi was dredged along the arms and into the body. Wherever the surging qi and blood contained therein went, Wang Donger's skin, which seemed to be bruised, turned white and tender.

The sleeping cheeks became a little painful and struggling, as if they were having a nightmare.

Trepid!!!

A harsh scream came.

The next moment, a blue air flow without a fixed shape flew out from Wang Dong'er's eyebrows, making a painful scream.

As soon as this thing appeared in the air, ice slags instantly formed on the tent on the bed, and an extremely cold air emanated from its body.

A strange spirit!

Zhou Han's eyes were quiet, and this ghost thing finally came out of Wang Dong'er's body.

Swish!

Han Ling seemed very uncomfortable with the warm and hot environment in the room. She screamed in pain and rushed towards Zhou Han, wanting to attach himself to his body.

Good to come!

Zhou Han clenched his fist, and the hot energy circulated on it, and a heavy mountain blasted out with one move.

Bang!

A dull movement was made in the air, and was hit by Zhou Han's fist. Han Ling flew backwards and hit the window in the distance, making her body even more illusory.

In the brazier below, heat rose.

Han Ling finally realized that the human in front of him was not easy to mess with. With a swish, a blue light drew out to bypass Zhou Han and escape.

boom!!!

The door of the boudoir was broken and debris flew.

"Don't leave!"

Captain Wang, who had been guarding outside the door for a long time, shouted loudly, pulled out the Pu sword from his waist, poured all his energy into it, and slashed it out with one knife.

The sword energy was everywhere, and it did not hit Han Ling, but instead hit the torch on the ground.

With a bang, the burning flames on the torch flew all over the sky.

The hissing sound kept ringing, and the fire chips fell on the cold spirit, making it surging like a bowl of boiling water. The inhuman shrill sound made people stand up and down.

"Captain Wang, let's take action together!"

Seeing this, Zhou Han, who rushed out of Wang Donger's boudoir, quickly seized the opportunity, greeted him, and his body rushed out, and black air filled the cowhide gloves.

"One sword cuts black and white!"

Captain Wang's face was serious, holding a knife in both hands, and his feet were staggered.

One knife slashed out, and the sword light was like snow!

This sword contained the righteousness and justice that my husband had upheld for more than 20 years. All the energy and energy in his body were blessed to the sword energy. Before he could come, the cold spirit let out an overwhelmed scream.

But this strange spirit is indeed extraordinary.
To be continued...