Ye Zhengyang was frantically crushing Master Sa Wen's mental power, but he didn't expect that at this critical moment, Jiang Baihe actually raised the desk lamp and smashed it hard at Ye Zhengyang's head.

When the lamp was about to fall on Ye Zhengyang's head, suddenly, a red light flashed in the Soul-Retention Tower and instantly appeared beside Ye Zhengyang.

The red light disappeared, and Luo Xueyi showed up.

Luo Xueyi's black dance on her head suddenly wrapped around Jiang Baihe's wrist and the desk lamp in his hand, then threw Jiang Baihe and the desk lamp out together and rolled on the ground.

After Jiang Baihe was thrown away, he quickly got up from the ground slowly, picked up the broken table lamp, and continued to walk towards Ye Zhengyang.

In front of Luo Xueyi, Jiang Baihe couldn't even make trouble.

The long flying flying over Luo Xueyi's head swept away, controlling Jiang Baihe's hands and feet.

Although Jiang Baihe kept trying hard to move his body, he could not break free from Luo Xueyi's shackles no matter what.

Luo Xueyi also knew that Jiang Baihe was controlled by something. Strictly speaking, this person was his great-grandson, so Luo Xueyi naturally would not hurt his life.

It was Luo Xueyi's obstacle that interrupted the other party's plan.

With the joint efforts of Ye Zhengyang and the mysterious phantom, the opponent's power soon disintegrated and could not compete with the two of them.

Soon, Ye Zhengyang opened his eyes, and at the same time he felt scared, and at the same time he was confused who was helping him.

The surrender Master Sa Wen that Ye Zhengyang saw at the beginning should not be so strong. Now he can actually compete with his magic power. In other words, Sa Wen is very likely to have a helper.

Just when Ye Zhengyang was shocked and confused, the door of the house was suddenly knocked with a "bang", and Jiang Baishan's voice came from outside: "Master Ye, are you okay? Why did I hear the sound of fighting in the house?"

Ye Zhengyang had already restrained his breath, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and slowly stood up from the ground, glanced at the scarecrow that had turned slightly charred on the ground, then walked to the door, opened the door, and put Jiang Baishan and others in.

"Master Ye, what happened to him?"

Jiang Baishan asked as he entered the door.

"It's nothing, a little bit of trouble. Uncle San's dirty things were not handled completely. I'm helping him

examine."

Ye Zhengyang said perfunctorily.

At this time, Jiang Baishan's eyes fell on Jiang Baihe again. He could not see Luo Xueyi, but only saw Jiang Baihe holding a desk lamp in his hand, his eyes were dull, and he maintained a very strange movement.

Ye Zhengyang stopped talking and turned around and walked towards Jiang Baihe, unable to help but wonder.

The ghost possessed by Jiang Baihe has been swallowed up by Luo Xueyi. Why did he suddenly wake up from his sleep and attack himself?

With a heart full of doubt, Ye Zhengyang began to search Jiang Baihe.

Jiang Baihe had an extremely dull expression. When he looked at his eyes carefully, he saw a red vertical line in his eyes, which was actually a sign of being hit by a headshot.

I went, why didn’t I see you just now? I just slept for a while and why did I get hit?

Could it be that Jiang Baihe was planted and ruined early in the morning?

Immediately afterwards, Ye Zhengyang slapped Jiang Baihe on the back of the head, knocked him out, then took a stool and let Jiang Baihe sit on it.

Ye Zhengyang patted the Soul-Retaining Tower and put Luo Xueyi in again.

Luo Xueyi, a demon like this, feels cold in the room here, and I am really not used to it.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Zhengyang took out an evil-repelling talisman from his body, and then ordered Jiang Baishan to bring a bowl of clear water.

Ye Zhengyang took the clear water from Jiang Baishan's hand, and the evil-proof talisman in his hand shook slightly, and immediately turned into a ball of flame, burning into ashes, and all fell into the bowl of clear water.

The head-reducing technique is an evil technique. Ye Zhengyang used the evil-removing talisman. It should be no problem to untie the general head-reducing technique.

I am afraid that the other party’s method of lowering his head is too clever and that the general evil-proof talisman cannot be solved.

Ye Zhengyang opened Jiang Baihe's mouth and poured the bowl of talisman water into his mouth.

Ye Zhengyang poured all a bowl of talisman water into Jiang Baihe's mouth and then waited quietly.

Less than a minute later, Jiang Baihe suddenly trembled and stood up straight from the chair. He suddenly tiptoed and leaned his head upwards. There was a strange sound in his throat. It felt like someone strangled his neck with a rope from above and kept lifting it up.

Just looking at Jiang Baihe's appearance, Ye Zhengyang felt that it must be very painful.

And Jiang Baihe actually walked a few steps in the room on tiptoe, then suddenly rushed towards the wall.

It was a sudden talk, and then Ye Zhengyang flashed and blocked Jiang Baihe, pulled him, and then slapped him unconscious again.

"No, my evil-proof talisman cannot untie his head, so I still have to find another way."

Ye Zhengyang sighed.

"Didn't the ghosts attached to him just now have been cleaned up? Why is the third brother still like this and looks worse?"

At this time, Jiang Baihe also asked in confusion.

"The other party not only put a plaque on Uncle San, but also seemed to have given him a blow. We didn't show it just now."

Ye Zhengyang explained.

"What should I do?"

Jiang Baishan suddenly grabbed Ye Zhengyang's arm and said, "Master Ye, the third brother offended you so much. I hope you don't care about him for the sake of the old man."

"I'll apologize to you for the third brother, please help me save the third brother!"

Ye Zhengyang helped Jiang Baishan up from the ground and said, "Uncle Jiang, you are too polite."

"Don't worry, I will definitely cure my third uncle."

"Then the relationship is good, please!"

Ye Zhengyang looked at Jiang Baihe who was in a coma sitting on the stool and said, "Let me see if I can force out the headworm in his body."

As he said that, Ye Zhengyang pressed his palms on Jiang Baihe's chest, and then a faint light lingered in Ye Zhengyang's body, and a golden light floated in the palm of his palm.

After a while, Jiang Baihe suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes as dark as ink, his body began to tremble violently, and white smoke rose from his head.

Ye Zhengyang frowned, sweat began to appear on his head, Jiang Baihe's expression began to distort, he opened his mouth, and made a "合合合合" sound. He always felt like something could crawl out of his mouth for a while.

However, after a few minutes, no one saw anything crawling out of his mouth. Instead, blood began to flow out of Jiang Baihe's nostrils, and it kept dripping along his lips on the back of Ye Zhengyang's hand.

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