Then the black sword sliced ​​horizontally, cutting open half of his belly, and a large amount of Netherworld power escaped from it.

This battle was a lose-lose situation, with neither side gaining any advantage.

"Hold on, young master, we're coming to save you."

Suddenly, six strange figures jumped down from the rooftop; they were all dressed as guards of the Leng family.

They joined the battle directly, attacking Sister Peach and several other Tree Ghosts.

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

Sister Tao's ghost body was unstable and she was no longer able to fight. The other tree ghosts were also seriously injured and were no match for the newly arrived Leng family guards.

We have no choice but to retreat for now and figure out a solution later.

Otherwise, I might die here today.

The Tree Demon Clan finally retreated, and the Leng family guards stayed by Leng Manjin's body without pursuing them.

Leng Manjin is in a very bad state. His ghost form has become semi-transparent and could collapse at any time.

It didn't care and, under the protection of its guards, left the scene to return to its mansion.

"Why are you back? Where is everyone?"

"That human wasn't in the room. We searched the entire restaurant but couldn't find him."

"What?"

Leng Manjin's eyes widened suddenly. "Weren't you the ones shouting from the rooftop just now?"

The guard said, "We didn't shout anything!"

Leng Manjin suddenly froze on the spot, realizing that he had been deceived.

But who exactly is the other party?

Is it a Tree Demon Clan member? Or a fake that escaped earlier?

Sister Tao and several Tree Demons fled all the way, not daring to return to their dwelling, for fear of being found by the Leng family.

They fled to a wilderness on the floating island, a pre-arranged location, where they waited for another group of tree spirits to carry out the mission.

They were all injured at the moment, especially Sister Tao, whose ghost body was severely damaged and urgently needed to recover.

They sat cross-legged in the weeds, absorbing the ghost money while silently refining it.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the shadows behind Sister Tao, and a hand quietly patted her shoulder.