The burgundy Maserati galloped through the streets of the city.

Yang Xuming sat in the driver's seat, distraught.

The mother beside her was even more anxious, "Xiaoxue didn't even drive away, so nothing will happen, right?"

"Little bastard, do you really know where she will go?" Madam Yang looked at Yang Xuming with some distrust.

Yang Xuming in the driver's seat nodded repeatedly, "Sure, she has an old classmate in Guyuan City, and she said before that she would meet with him. This time she came out, she must have gone straight to find the old classmate."

In order to coax his mother to stay away from home, Yang Xuming did his best.

The total number of lies to my mother in this life is probably not as many as tonight.

My mother was dubious, "Then drive faster, and keep calling Xiaoxue."

"This girl is so beautiful, what accident happened when someone ran outside at night, how can we explain to her parents?"

Yang's mother was too anxious.

And Yang Xuming has indeed been calling Ying Sixue all the time, wanting to see if Ying Sixue can be connected.

At this point they had already left home for ten minutes, and Maserati drove several kilometers away from the community.

However, Ying Sixue's call was never connected.

It seems that the amount of pressure on her has not disappeared.

Yang Xuming was too anxious.

Is this mother's ability to control such a large range?

With this radiation radius, most of the ancient wall city has been shrouded in it, right? !

With such a huge control range, what kind of BUG-level ability is this!

Yang Xuming couldn't believe it.

Soon, Ying Sixue's call was finally connected.

On the other end of the phone, Ying Sixue's painful gasp came.

"Yang...Master Yang, did you drive away?"

After this voice sounded, the co-pilot's mother was indifferent and did not seem to hear Ying Sixue's voice.

Seeing his mother's reaction, Yang Xuming's heart trembled, and he immediately understood something.

"That ability hasn't disappeared yet?" Yang Xuming asked incredulously.

On the other side of the phone, Ying Sixue gave a wry smile and said, "No, I can't even move my fingers. Sister Li Zi used her shadow to connect me to the phone."

"We are now... estimated...cough cough... almost can't hold it anymore."

"I suspect that Auntie's ability is still in this room, and she didn't leave with Auntie."

"It is impossible to have such a large control range..."

"It seems that the thing is trying to kill me and Sister Li Zi first, you...you stop quickly."

"Now there is only one last resort."

Ying Sixue said diligently, "You stop the car and use your ghost abilities on Auntie."

"If Auntie is attacked by a ghost-related ability, maybe... Maybe this ability to protect aunt will immediately return to Auntie."

"But after that ability returns to Auntie's side, it may attack you first..."

Yang Xuming interrupted Ying Sixue directly, "I understand! I'll leave the rest to you!"

He parked the car directly on the side of the road, pulled the handbrake and put in gear.

Then the pale ghost fire was sprayed on my mother.

Although Yang Xuming's ghost fire has evolved, he can still continue to use the previous flame.

The white flame can increase the gravity that the target bears.

This is the most harmless attack for my mother.

Mother Yang, who was sitting in the co-pilot, saw the car stop. Before she had time to question, she felt her shoulders sink slightly, as if there was something heavy on it.

She was a little strange, "Huh? My shoulder..."

She stretched out her hand and rubbed her left shoulder, which was shrouded in ghost fire. It was strange, "Why do my shoulders suddenly become so heavy?"

Yang Xuming stared at her and said, "Maybe my shoulders are sore from playing too much mahjong recently?"

He fooled his mother, watching her movements with his eyes.

Mom looks like everything is normal.

Yang Xuming thought for a while, opened the door and got out of the car.

He was worried that something terrible would happen later that would accidentally hurt Ying Sixue's luxury car.

Yang Xuming shuddered when the cold night breeze came when his feet touched the ground when he pushed the door.

Then, he was stunned.

On the burgundy car cover, a dark black cat squatted silently.

When Yang Xuming got out of the car, the black cat was watching him silently.

The black cat's eyes are strange blood red.

Yang Xuming is a little familiar with the blood red.

These blood-red eyes are almost exactly the same as the father he met in Wangguanying...

Yang Xuming's body became stiff and he dared not move.

This black cat... is the incarnation of the ability to always guard his mother?

A relic left by dad?

Inside the car, my mother's confused voice came.

"Huh? My shoulders suddenly don't sink."

Mother Yang was confused, "It feels weird."

Yang Xuming's heart shuddered, he didn't need to look back, he knew that it was the black cat that lifted the ghost fire from his mother.

And now the black cat is looking at him, then the next target...is it him?

But now he doesn't use the power of a ghost, will this black cat still attack him?

Yang Xuming stood stiffly on the spot, staring at the black cat, not daring to act rashly.

But the next second, the black cat moved.

It suddenly uttered a harsh roar at Yang Xuming, that kind of creepy and weird meow, and heard Yang Xuming's whole body hairy.

In the next second, he only felt his body shook, as if he had been hit by a huge hammer, and the whole person fell forward and fell heavily on the ground.

The invisible pressure grabbed him tightly, making him unable to do it even with a flick of his finger.

Inside the body, as if ten thousand ants were squirming, blood was slowly overflowing out of the pores.

Having personally experienced the ability of this thing, Yang Xuming thoroughly understood the painful torment that Ying Sixue and Li Zi had suffered.

This kind of ability does not kill the ghosts all at once, but slowly kills people or the [existence] of the ghosts bit by bit.

When everything was wiped out by it, this person or ghost might not even be able to leave traces of existence in this world.

From the co-pilot, my mother's confused voice sounded.

"Huh? Where's that stinky boy Amin?"

In the sound of the door opening, my mother got out of the car from the other side, "Why are you missing?"

In the night breeze, Yang Xuming heard his mother's voice.

He neighed in pain, "Mom...I...I'm here..."

Yang Xuming's voice is not loud, but not small.

However, the mother on the other side of the car didn't notice.

She began to circle around the car, "Weird, why did this brat suddenly disappear? Where did she go?"

While Yang Ma muttered to herself curiously, she walked to the side of the car, came to Yang Xuming, and stood beside Yang Xuming.

The distance between the two sides is less than ten centimeters!

However, she was unaware of the son at her feet, still looking curiously at the remote street in front of her.

"This stinky boy... Did you run to find Xiaoxue?" Yang Ma said, standing beside Yang Xuming, curiously, "It's amazing that people disappeared in a blink of an eye."

And beside her, Yang Xuming looked pained, with one hand firmly grasping the heel of his mother.

The body surface began to hemorrhage outwards.