The darkness faded away, and the scene before my eyes suddenly became clear.
They were still in the corridor. Yao Qianqian and the others were all injured, with scratches on their arms or thighs. The wounds were emitting traces of ghostly energy, which was absorbing their blood.
"Fuck! Am I dazzled? Am I hallucinating?"
Yao Qianqian was dumbfounded to see Wen Xi grabbing the evil ghost by the collar, her pretty face expressionless as she raised her hand and gave the evil ghost a big smack!
The evil ghost who was shouting and going crazy just now was like a weakling, being held in Wen Xi's hand, completely unable to move, with a look of shock and horror on his face, filled with grief and anger!
"Bitch, how dare you hit me again!"
Bang bang bang!
Another series of loud and clear big bangs!
"Nimma! Stop hitting my face! Wipe it off!"
Bang bang bang!
An emotionless big pussy-producing machine!
"Oh, oh, oh, my hero, my great master, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't have shrouded you in darkness, please let me go, don't hit me anymore!"
The evil ghost began to beg for mercy.
Bang bang bang!
Another loud and crisp slapping sound.
The evil ghost's cheeks were as swollen as a pig's head. He fell to the ground dejectedly and awkwardly, just like an awkward young wife, which immediately diluted his fear.
Li Gui's eyes were filled with tears. He pointed at Wen Xi with a trembling finger and accused her, "I've already begged for mercy, why are you still hitting me?"
Wen Xi raised her sore wrist, blinked her beautiful eyes, and said without apology, "Oh, I got so used to it that I couldn't stop for a while."
The evil ghost's eyes were filled with hatred, and he said in fear and anger, "I am an evil ghost! Ordinary people cannot use such simple and crude methods to attack my physical body. Who are you? Are you also a Xuanling Master?"
"Want to know?"
"Hmmmm!"
The evil spirit nodded madly.
Wen Xi smiled with curved lips, but there was a chill in his eyes. "Why should I answer an ugly ghost? Why don't you go to the underworld and ask your questions?"
She returned the words to the evil spirit in front of her, squatted down, and was about to poke his forehead with her slender white fingers.
Just one finger brought a terrifying pressure that scared the ghost. The evil ghost was really scared and shouted in fear, "No, Master, beauty, please leave my life, I still have value!"
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