"You're talking nonsense!" People often have irrational minds when they look excited. Even Hua Jun is no exception. He shouted: "He is not dead yet!"

Zhao Han didn't want to continue this meaningless debate with him. He just thought that you are still a doctor, especially as a miracle doctor, but you can't even tell whether you die or live?

"Come here and help." Hua Jun tried a few times and found that he was willing but not capable enough, and urgently needed someone to help. There was no one else around, so Zhao Han could only help with this.

"No, you are not you!" Zhao Han's heart suddenly rose to his throat. It was already scary to encounter a coffin lying on the way. Now Hua Jun wants to let him move the dead? This is a great disrespect to the dead!

"You, don't pull me up if you are confused." Zhao Han naturally didn't want to fight against Hua Jun. After all, whether his life will be smooth or not depends entirely on Hua Jun. But he really couldn't help with this: "Senior Xu Qi has already gone, please let him go with peace of mind. Otherwise, he will be in the nine springs..."

Before the words "Until Impressed" were expressed, Hua Jun choked back: "Bastard, shut up!"

He understood the grief of his relatives' death. Zhao Han kept his mouth honestly and stopped making personal remarks. He thought, maybe Hua Jun just needed time to calm down and think about it and then he could return to normal.

However, Zhao Han's thoughts were really naive. Xu Qi's life and death matter became Hua Jun's inner demon. Now people are right in front of him. If you don't really find the enemy who has a wronged and a debtor, how could Hua Jun give up?

Hua Jun raised his fingers and tapped Xu Qi's slightly stiff upper body a few times. Although the posture was far apart, Zhao Han could still vaguely tell that every time Hua Jun blinked his finger, he was straight up on the acupoint.

Even if you don’t die, you have been imprisoned in a place for so long, and it is a dream to achieve something through these few efforts.

Hua Jun also understood the power, so he quickly took out a few yellow talisman paper from the collar of his shirt. This was the first time that Zhao Han saw Hua Jun use the rumored witchcraft, so he had to widen his eyes and not blink.

It was as if this witch doctor technique had begun to work.

But with a slight sound, the yellow paper that was just plain before immediately stained with Mars. Then in a blink of an eye, Mars rose and burned into a ball of flame.

Witchcraft is not something that ordinary people can compare with it. The flame is not as red as it is, and it is bright blue and purple in the darkness.

"How come this looks like a ghost fire?" Zhao Han couldn't help but say something because of fear. Even though the world has washed away all the injustice for the witch doctor, Zhao Han's reaction is the norm when facing such a power that human power cannot afford.

"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense." Hua Jun was not in a good mood. He could barely judge by his witchcraft that Xu Qi was indeed not dead.

But he was not sure how to help him get out of trouble and awaken Master Xu Qi's consciousness: "If you stand there again, not only will you not help, but you will also say sarcastic words. When I finish the matter here, the first thing is to tear your mouth apart."

His tone was indignant, not at all joking. Moreover, based on Zhao Han's understanding of this strange-tempered Doctor Hua, the other party may not be unable to do such a thing.

To tear your mouth apart and then sew it as before, isn't it equivalent to being intact. With this concern, Zhao Han also obediently stopped his mouth.

I heard about the profoundness of witchcraft earlier, but I had never been there, so I didn't understand the mystery of it.

Although I haven't seen the real chapter yet, just looking at the blue flame seedlings, Zhao Han knew that no wonder this magical witchcraft had a reason to pass on the world. Unfortunately, after experiencing such a huge change in the middle, I have to spend more time and energy picking them up one by one.

The blue flame gently wiped Xu Qi's face, and under the power of manpower, it was suddenly broken into strands and drilled into Xu Qi's pupils and nostrils.

Even if the witch doctor has not experienced this disaster, this scene is probably no different from a demon in the eyes of ordinary people. Good and evil are really indistinguishable: "Hi." Zhao Han was about to make a sound, but he remembered what Hua Jun said just now. He couldn't help but hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, leaving only two eyes staring at the strange and changeable scene next to the coffin.

"Cough, cough." This place is spacious and there are two living people who can breathe, namely him and Hua Jun.

Zhao Han looked carefully. This cough was definitely not caused by Hua Jun, who was devoted to Xu Qi. He couldn't help but be alert: "Doctor Hua, have you heard any sound? I'm afraid someone is coming."

Hua Jun was really focused and had no energy to respond to Zhao Han.

"Cough!" The next sound was long and long, as if some monster was about to break through all the shackles and rush out with a fatal blow.

Following this long tone, Zhao Han finally found out the source of the sound without any effort.

Xu Qi, who had a pale face and had been dead for a long time, shook his shoulders violently, as if he was really about to be resurrected.

Yes, birth, old age, sickness and death are the most painful things in the world. Throughout history, countless people have exhausted their lives and have obtained a way. A way that can make a person's life span long. Even if they cannot live with heaven and earth, they will have to last for at least a thousand years before they can be content.

But after witnessing the resurrection with one's own eyes, is it more joy than fear or is it more fear?

Zhao Han has now got the answer to this question. His eyes suddenly widened, and his words could not even be a complete sentence: "Fraud, a zombie!"

The zombie in his mouth was exactly what Hua Jun liked to see the most at this moment, so he finally took some energy to pay attention to Zhao Han: "Don't howl, if you howl again, I'll lie in this coffin." But his remarks seemed to be all about suppressing Zhao Han who was so frightened because he was too scared.

Xu Qigu's thin body gradually recovered some strength, and he slowly opened his eyes. Although his face was still haggard and tight, he still tried to smile when he held the corner of his mouth: "Hua Jun, don't scare him. It's not easy to find a successor to the witch doctor's technique."

Before Xu Qi's accident, the witch doctor had not suffered a ruthless injustice. However, this witchcraft was already difficult to survive, and it was his own reason for him to say this.
Chapter completed!