Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

"It's finished!".

A shock to the spirit.

Wu Jian's palm was wrapped in a trace of ghostly mist, entangled in the two blood-colored handprints that kept flashing between the illusory and the physical.

The supernatural power adhered to each other, and the two handprints were carefully taken away from his sister's palm.

The pupil of his left eye contracted slightly, and after confirming that there were no supernatural remnants of ghost handprints in Gu Xiaoshi and Gu Xiaoyu's bodies, Wu Jian took a deep breath.

"Come back. "

The ghost mist injected into their bodies overflowed from their bodies and merged into Wu Jian's breathing.

The two lost the support of the supernatural power, their bodies weakened, and they fell into a coma.

Ignore the unconscious sisters.

Wu Jian's attention was all on the ghost handprints bound by the ghost mist.

This ghost mudra was unlike any other weird thing he had.

There is no substance in the medium.

If he hadn't used the ghost mist to freeze this thing, I am afraid that these ghost handprints would have disappeared into the air directly while separating from the two sisters.

After all, the handprint is only available when it is printed.

If it is not printed, He does not exist.

When they have no host, they disappear into reality.

Raising his hands, he aimed at the two handprints that were entangled in ghostly mist.

Wu Jian slowly covered his hands.

It was as if it had been pressed against a piece of viscous blood that had begun to cool.

The pair of ghost handprints covered the palms of Wu Jian in reverse at the same time as they touched Wu Jian's hands.

A chill accompanied by a tingling pain.

The blood-red ghost handprints began to seep into Wu Jian's skin.

"Hiss ......

".

clenched his fists uncontrollably, and Wu Jian's pupils suddenly dilated.

His consciousness was pulled away by some unknowable being.

Wow!

The

sound of the clash of shackles echoed.

Endless darkness appears in perspective.

In this darkness, there was a faint silhouette that seemed to be wriggling.

An unsettling aura rippled through the darkness.

It's terrifying.

What is it?

Wu Jian looked at this darkness and was slightly dazed.

The illusion of the ghost handprint didn't seem to have much spiritual power, just threw his consciousness into this somewhat strange darkness.

It made him a little confused.

But in the next second.

He saw a pair of large hands suddenly appear out of thin air.

Grabbed

his consciousness fiercely.

Choking, pain.

Obviously he was conscious, but Wu Jian felt as if he was really being grabbed by a pair of big hands.

Squeezed and unable to breathe.

His consciousness was also restrained by some kind of force at this moment, and he couldn't move.

In the room, with the change of Wu Jian's consciousness.

The body also had a terrifying feedback.

Depressions appeared on his flesh wounds.

His whole body seemed to be pinched by a pair of invisible hands.

Squeak!

Click!

There was a squeeze of bones, then a cracking sound, and his body began to twist and deform.

Blood poured out of his mouth and nose.

His pupils fluttered.

"Huh!".

A low roar.

The pupils spread out of Wu Jian, who had blue tendons on his forehead, suddenly contracted.

He forced his consciousness back into his body by his own will.

"Reboot!".

Time was reversed, and the supernatural power in his body was forcefully repulsed.

Wu Jian's distorted body blurred slightly, and then returned to its original state

"Whew!".

Sit on the ground with a butt.

Wu Jian looked at his palms with palpitations, and couldn't help but think of those terrifying big hands hidden in the darkness in his mind.

It was a strange body that left a ghost handprint.

Just now, while he was controlling the ghost handprint, he had a connection with this big hand hidden in the unknown darkness.

As a result, his consciousness was pulled into the darkness by the big hand.

He was almost pinched to death.

Wu Jian could feel that these big hands were not going all out to deal with him, but because when he controlled the ghost handprint, he had some kind of instinctive killing reaction.

This kind of murderous reflection is like being bitten by a mosquito and instinctively shooting.

Inadvertently, but deadly.

[Buzz!].

[Your luck is always good. 】

[I often provoke some very bad guys.] 】

[Those hands are very, very dangerous, even compared to the trick of time. 】

[However, if it were you, it might be possible to harness these hands.] 】

[Premise, you must be able to find Him.] 】

"Hands?".

Putting down the phone, Wu Jian raised his palm.

His palms looked the same as usual, with no changes.

But in the next second.

His palms suddenly turned blood-red, as if they were stained with blood.

Ghost handprints.

has been controlled and imprisoned by him.

Now he was able to use this mudra to suppress the weird.

At the same time, he could also feel that through this ghost handprint, he had a certain connection with the big hand hidden in the darkness.

This connection is intermittent, as if the signal is not in good contact due to the distance.

"Eye ......

".

"Breathe ......".

"Sword ......

".

"Hehe......

".

Shaking his head with a smile, Wu Jian suppressed the thoughts that rose in his heart.

He looked at his sister, who was still unconscious.

He got up and hugged them on the bed and covered them with a quilt.

Looking at the flesh and blood of the two of them, their left and right hands.

Wu Jian thought about it and released the Ghost of Time.

The power of time regression is in the palms of the two of them.

Their palms are retraced back to when they still had skin.

However, at this time, there was no longer a ghost handprint in their palms, and their complexion was no longer red, but returned to a fair appearance.

Looking at the two of them stretching their brows, Wu Jian nodded.

He raised his hand and looked at his hands again.

He hesitated and gave up on the idea of leaving contact information.

Since the two sisters don't want to be tricksters anymore.

Then it's best to keep them completely away from weird things.

From today onwards, they will live the life of ordinary people.