"Be careful!"
Wei Long stretched out his arm and pulled Lu Ran behind him.
Wei Hu dropped back even further, the two brothers flanking Lu Ran from front and back.
Meanwhile, between the upper and lower staircases, Deng Yuxiang and Sun Zhengfang were locked in combat with the children.
"Wuu waaah!"
The Ghost Talisman Doll let out a chilling cry, its hollow eye sockets "staring" at Sun Zhengfang as it flailed its little hands about.
Suddenly, streaks of black talisman paper appeared out of thin air, hurling towards Sun Zhengfang.
Sun Zhengfang stood resolute, his hand swiftly assembling a shield out of branches.
With two soft taps, "tap tap," the black talisman paper was already sticking to the shield.
Then, crimson runes began to glow on the black talisman paper, their light growing ever more blinding.
"Crack! Crack!"
A loud bang!
Bursts of blood mist exploded, the stench of blood assailing the nostrils.
