How should the spirit master in the mental hospital save himself at the beginning?

"Pfft!"

The body is penetrated.

Blood flowed down the wound, the internal organs were punctured, and the blood flowed up the esophagus and filled the mouth.

"Ho ho..."

His throat was blocked by blood and he could not speak. Wang Heng looked at the scene in front of him quietly. His eyes flashed with pity, and then turned into indifference. Some things would eventually leave him.

Just when Zhao Feng pulled Wang Heng over, vines lurking underground swarmed out.

It turned into countless spears and stabbed Zhao Feng into a hornet's nest.

Because Wang Heng was highly nervous when he was pulled over, he used too much force and the vines that penetrated Zhao Feng continued to exert their force, and finally pushed Zhao Feng's whole body up.

Wang Heng was pulled forward and his center of gravity was unstable. Some vines spontaneously entangled Wang Heng, and some vines separated the two people to prevent Wang Heng from being accidentally injured by Zhao Feng's dagger.

Looking from a distance, Zhao Feng looked like an enemy soldier who was killed by a soldier's spear on the battlefield. He was heroic and miserable.

Wang Heng took a while to wake up.

He allowed the vines to lift him up, and then the vines hid themselves in the soil again, waiting for the monarch to call him again.

With a thought in his mind, Wang Heng gradually retracted the vines that Zhao Feng had planted. The land was soaked with blood, and the surrounding area looked like broken walls.

"Whoo~"

On a cold winter night, Wang Heng took a long breath.

"You can't blame me, it's all caused by these lovely plants."

"Master, master, what's wrong with you?"

Qingyi flew out of the Spirit Controlling Pendant. Seeing that something was wrong with Wang Heng's condition, he quickly spoke out.

"Nothing, just a little emotional. This old man is quite powerful, but he is still a little behind compared to me."

"Hehe, my master is the best in the world!"

"Hoho~"

Wang Heng grinned and pretended that he didn't know that this was Qing Yi's comfort.

When all the vines were retracted into the soil, Zhao Feng finally landed. Although his body was slightly broken when he landed, he would never die again.

Wang Heng walked towards Zhao Feng's body, and Vine picked up the dagger that Zhao Feng had just used to attack Wang Heng and handed it to Wang Heng.

The dagger was small and sharp. Wang Heng casually scratched the vines, and several sections of the vines broke.

"Tsk, tsk, that's great! Take it!"

Wang Heng looked at Zhao Feng with a strange look. Of course, it wasn't because of his sexual interest. He was not perverted to the point of necrophilia. This was not only a male corpse, but also an old man.

For such an awesome person, everything on his body should be extraordinary, right?

The red potion just now was pretty good, and the madness potion sounded pretty awesome.

After receiving Wang Heng's instructions, the vines swarmed towards Zhao Feng's body. Wang Heng once again looked at another pile of corpses that seemed to be human but not human.

That was Yan Qing, and this Zhao Feng was quite ruthless, mainly due to his good ability, which could actually trap people. Even if Yan Qing was not crushed to death, the air in the light curtain would be cut off from the outside world, and people inside would eventually die of lack of oxygen.

However, Wang Heng didn't feel any guilt towards Yan Qing, and he didn't kill him. This bitch still wanted to kill him.

Vines opened the body parts and took out some things such as wallets and mobile phones, and then the blood-stained Yueling Pearl. Vines collected all the belongings of the two people.

Cash is the least.

"Fucking pauper!"

Wang Heng cursed bitterly. Although he had a bank card, Wang Heng didn't have a password either!

No longer paying attention to the two corpses, Wang Heng looked steadily at the artificial lake. Under the ground of the entire artificial lake, everything was controlled by Wang Heng's vines.

As long as someone appears in this area, the vines will instantly sense it and feedback to Wang Heng.

The ground was shattered by the battle between the two men, and the vines spontaneously smoothed out the wrinkles on the ground, burying the blood-stained soil deeper.

Cleaning the battlefield seems to be the obligation and responsibility of every winner. No matter who of the three people present survives in the end, they will erase the traces of the battle. Ordinary people have no need or qualifications to learn the other truth of the world.

Qingyi flew into the sky, with his arms slightly open. Under the moonlight, the gleaming light fell like snowflakes. Wang Heng was a little crazy to see it.

"My Qingyi is so beautiful!"

The light fell to the ground, and the destroyed grassland began to grow. It gradually stopped growing when it reached the same height as usual.

"Qingyi, you are quite skilled in this business."

"Hehe, master, don't underestimate Qingyi!"

The traces of the battle gradually disappeared. Wang Heng waved his hand, and the vines twisted like a wild snake and began to shrink and squeeze, and finally turned into a bracelet and wrapped it around Wang Heng's wrist.

I don’t know when, but the bracelet Wang Heng made on a whim became more and more easy to use, and it was much smoother than usual for controlling the growth of plants on the ground!

Maybe it's because I'm usually close to Wang Heng and my relationship is good.

"Master, look!"

Qingyi suddenly pointed at the two corpses piled together and made a sound.

I saw that there were faint fluorescent lights on the two corpses!

Qingyi stretched out his hand to hold the fluorescent light, and two shadows actually flew out of the corpse!

"Fuck!"

Those two phantoms looked like Yan Qing and Zhao Feng just now!

The phantom stood in front of Wang Heng, somewhat dazed, and its height was exactly the same as the human body itself.

"This, what is this?"

Wang Heng asked Qingyi quickly.

"These are their two souls. The soul is also a kind of spiritual object. In ancient times, some people called this state a ghost, but the spirit masters call it a spirit body."

"Then, can I imbue them both with spirits?"

This is what Wang Heng is most concerned about!

If you could imbue two spirit beings with their abilities—

Isn’t that so cool? !

Wang Heng is not that greedy, just one is fine, just one!

"Of course you can, but to energize a human spirit body, it will consume a lot of spiritual energy!"

"Can it be more than that mandala?"

Wang Heng suddenly remembered the mandala that he had spent three whole days to successfully enchant, and finally found that the mandala had no effect in this battle...

Zhao Feng was directly stabbed to death by countless spears, without giving the poison a chance to spread.

"It shouldn't take that much..."

Qingyi was also a little unsure. She didn't know much. Each of the guides only had the most basic understanding of the spirit master. For other things, they could only rely on the spirit master to explore on their own.

After all, the Spirit Controller is already a cheating existence. If there are more guides who know everything, how boring and boring will the Spirit Controller's life be?

"Then try it!"

Wang Heng's eyes were switching between the two spirits. Should he choose the water control ability or the light screen, which was very awesome for Wang Heng?

"You two have a fist fight. Whoever wins, I will give spirit to him first."

Wang Heng, who had a difficult choice, gave the choice to two foolish and silly spirits.

Anyway, he wants them all, whichever one comes first!

Zhao Feng and Yan Qing's spirit bodies looked at each other, then raised their hands in tacit agreement and guessed their punches.

In their confusion, they felt a great sense of intimacy from Wang Heng. Yan Qing seemed to have forgotten that Wang Heng refused to save him, and Zhao Feng also forgot that Wang Heng killed him.

Zhao Feng: Fist.

Yan Qing: Scissors!

"ojbk! It's you who decides!"