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Following Su An's order, a cold light flashed in Luo Nu's eyes. He held Laidi's ghost body in his left hand, and pointed his right hand like a knife. It entered Laidi's stomach.

"ah……"

Laidi let out a scream, and a ghostly aura overflowed from her body.

"Crack, click," cracks appeared on the transparent water cups and cups placed on the bedside. At this moment, it seemed that a hurricane was blowing up in the ward. The door, which was already locked, creaked as if it was under a strong force.

With a wave of Su An's hand, his mental power surged out, forming a defensive shield to cover the screaming Laidi. Suddenly, the ward was calm, and Laidi's screams were completely blocked by the defensive shield formed by the mental strength.

But Zhaodi on the hospital bed was clutching her stomach at this time, rolling on the bed in pain, beads of sweat slipping down her forehead, and screaming in pain.

But neither Laidi's ghostly aura nor Zhaodi's painful rolling on the hospital bed could not change the expression on Luo Nu's face, and pointed at the hand inserted into Di's stomach like a knife. Like a knife, it slowly slid across Laidi's stomach, and said coldly: "The pain suffered by the companion soul will be passed on to the host without leaving a trace, so the one on the bed is also enduring the pain of being ripped apart at this time." Stomach pain, if you hold it back, you can live, if you can't hold it, you can only die!"

Speaking of this, Luo Nu stopped moving, looked up at Su An, and said coldly: "Continue?"

A trace of entanglement flashed in Su An's eyes when he heard the words, but after a while, he still said out loud:

"continue!"

When Luo Nu heard Su An's words, his face didn't change at all, and he continued to stop, but no matter whether it was Laidi's ghost body or Zhaodi, he could only endure the pain of being cut open again.

It's really a cycle of cause and effect, the pain that Xiaoye suffered when she gnawed and swallowed her arm before, fell back on Zhaodi so quickly.

Luo Nu's movements were fast, and his fingers like knives were like precision instruments. He completely cut open the belly of the ghost body of the future, revealing the inside of the belly.

As for Zhaodi on the hospital bed, she had already passed out from the pain, and the bed sheet under her body was shaped like a human being by sweat.

Su An led Xiaoye to Luo Nu's side, and gently lifted Xiaoye's arm. Seeing this, Luo Nu reached out and put his right hand into Laidi's open stomach.

Then he took out a piece of tissue with tooth marks and glowing black air, looked at it and stuffed it back on Xiaoye's arm, and then Luo Nu's hand penetrated into it again, every time he would be disembowelled there He took something out of his stomach and put it back on Xiaoye's arm.

Of course, there are also times when it is taken by mistake, and if it is taken by mistake, Luo Nu will stuff it back into its original stomach casually, but it is not known whether it will be put back in its original place.

Every time Luo Nu touched her hand, Zhaodi, who was already unconscious on the hospital bed, would tremble all over her body, clenched her teeth tightly, and let out an unconscious pained hum from her throat.

In this ward of this hospital, the thousand-year-old female ghost in the painting is performing an operation without any guarantee measures.

Searching and searching, piecing together, after a stick of incense, Luo Nu finally used the broken flesh and blood in Laidi's stomach to piece together Xiaoye's right hand, and finally Luo Nu cut out a section of intestines from Laidi's abdomen, and when Make gauze and generally wrap the right hand of the leaflet.

"Okay, it's done, I'm going back now if there's nothing else to do," Luo Nu shook his sore wrist, and the words disappeared into the bracelet on Su An's left hand.

Losing Luo Nu's control, Laidi's ghost body fell to the ground, with a big hole in her stomach, and wisps of black air drifted out.

At this time, Xiaoye was standing there in a daze, with a trace of confusion on his face, and the scenes in his eyes were changing from scene to scene. Su An was very familiar with this situation, and the current Xiaoye obviously entered someone's memory.

……

There are two figures in the baby bathtub filled with cold water, one figure has sunk into the bottom of the basin without breathing, while the other figure is struggling to float on the water with its tiny hands and feet, when suddenly a big, skinny hand like a ghost claw descends from the sky , unexpectedly pushed the little head exposed above the water into the bathtub.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the figure that had sunk into the bathtub and had lost its breath, stretched out his delicate little hand, and pushed the figure above his head up.

……

"Boom,"

"No one is feeding you, eat by yourself!" The woman said coldly as she threw the rice bowl in her hand on the stool.

I saw a small figure standing staggeringly beside the stool, maybe it was too small, she could only stand by holding tightly to the side of the stool with her small hands.

Smelling the aroma of the food in front of him, he stretched out his little hand to grab the food in the bowl, but when he let go of the little hand holding the stool, the little figure couldn't help standing unsteadily, and fell to one side. At this time, a black figure appeared behind him, reaching out his hand to support the falling figure.

"Yeah," the figure stretched out his small hand into the bowl on the stool, grabbed a handful of food and stuffed it into his mouth, then opened his mouth and smiled.

……

"Crack, crack, crack," the sound of a slap on the buttocks was very loud!

"To make you naughty, is that something you can move? It's good now, break it, make you disobedient, you lose money, disobedient loser, slap, slap, slap..." With the sound of cursing, a A thin palm hit the girl in front of her buttocks again and again, but what the old woman didn't notice was that beside the girl who was beaten, stood a black shadow that looked exactly like the girl, looking coldly looking at her.

……

"Mother?"

"Ah, husband, come quickly, my mother, our mother is leaving!" A figure of a middle-aged woman looked at the old woman who was lying on the bed but was no longer breathing, and a gleam of joy flashed in her eyes, but then her face turned pale. So he put on a mournful expression, screaming in his mouth, wantonly swaying the sadness that he couldn't fake anymore.

What she didn't notice was that in the mirror directly opposite her, the figure of the old woman was beating the mirror fiercely, shouting in her mouth: "Liu Hong, daughter-in-law, I'm not dead, I'm not dead, Mom is here, here," but no matter how the old woman in the mirror shouted, there was no response.

In the next few days, an inexplicable atmosphere enveloped the family, and everyone had a trace of sadness on their faces, but in the eyes of the girl standing in the corner, this sadness was fake, really fake, and I couldn't bear to confess. See.

The girl turned her head, looked at the unburied urn temporarily in the living room, turned her head to look at the figure of the old woman in the mirror behind her, with the corners of her mouth raised, and a smile flashed in her eyes.