The moment Xiao Yanbao spoke, the black ghost suddenly turned around and looked up, its dark eyes fixed on Xiao Yanbao's direction.
Then, as if she had lost her mind, she waved the fruit and rushed towards Xiao Yanbao, just like when she rushed into the venue before.
"Die! Die!"
At this moment, Xiao Yanbao finally understood what those angry roars meant after the man rushed into the venue. Xiao Yanbao's eyes narrowed, and he brandished his long whip to bind the black ghost figure.
The sharp spikes pierced deep into the ghost's body, and at the same time, the spikes seemed to come alive, rapidly drawing out the little ghost energy left in the ghost's body.
Just then, a faint flute melody drifted in through the window from outside the building, and at the same time, a series of dark, ghostly figures, like cats attracted by the smell of blood, rushed into the conference room through the half-open window.
"Waaaaah...waaaah...waaaah!"
After hundreds of black ghostly figures entered the meeting, the eerie flute music instantly turned into a mournful wail. Xiao Yanbao showed no fear of the scene before her, and was even a little curious.
She was very curious about how the other person could control so many ghosts with a flute, and how these ghosts could suppress their instinct to fear sunlight under the other person's control.
Just as the ghosts were about to touch the transparent light barrier in front of Xiao Yanbao, a long, narrow blue spear, accompanied by a booming sound as it pierced through the air, whistled and pierced into the bodies of the leading ghost figures from behind Xiao Yanbao.
The blue spear passed through six or seven ghostly figures before its momentum slowed, and it finally stopped inside the eighth ghostly figure.
Xiao Yanbao turned around and saw that Li Muhao was walking in with a big sister who had a neat ponytail and was wearing a short-sleeved shirt embroidered with red cloud patterns.
"Give me a gun!"
The older sister spread her right hand and gave a soft shout to the blue spear that was hovering in the void. The blue spear emitted a soft hum, which, though not loud, made one's heart tremble.
Then the spear left a blur in place, and when I looked up, the spear was already in the older sister's hand.
"You two watch out! I'll kill all these disgusting things before I send you home!"
Before Xiao Yanbao could explain, he saw the woman holding a long spear, her feet moving steadily and rhythmically through the ghostly conference room, her movements like the graceful steps of a startled swan.
The owner of the flute seemed to have noticed the woman's presence, and the flute music stopped abruptly. Just as the woman gave the flute owner a disdainful sneer, a loud metallic clang came from outside the window.
Then hundreds of ghosts, as if possessed, charged toward Xiao Yanbao and Li Muhao without regard for their own lives. It seemed that the owner of the flute regarded Xiao Yanbao and Li Muhao as the woman's weakness.
Seeing this, the older sister, who was constantly eliminating the ghost shadows, turned slightly cold and angrily threw her spear at the ground in front of Xiao Yanbao. Then she stomped her foot and her body flew to Xiao Yanbao and Li Muhao's side with the spear.
At that very moment, a short flute melody rang out, and it was as if a giant whale appeared outside the window, sucking all the ghosts in the room out. Then, the figure in the void flickered a few times and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"What are you two little kids doing here? Where are your parents?"
Xiao Yanbao was surprised that the valiant older sister's voice was so sweet. For a moment, she couldn't think of an explanation. Li Muhao, who was standing next to her, carefully tugged at Xiao Yanbao's arm.
Then, she smiled apologetically at the other person, feeling embarrassed, and then grabbed Xiao Yanbao, trying to run away. He had already developed a psychological aversion to this older sister.
Just as Li Muhao was trying to use a magical artifact to open the corridor that was sealed by magic, this sweet-voiced older sister kicked him in from behind.
Furthermore, after witnessing her fiercely charge in and out of the horde of ghosts seven times, Li Muhao felt even more awe towards this sweet older sister.
Just as the two of them turned around, the woman reached out and blocked Li Muhao's feet with her spear.
"What is your relationship with this person? Why do you look so alike?"
The photo on the older sister's phone screen was none other than the fourth son of the Li family—
Xiao Yanbao's fourth uncle, Li Qichen...
End of this chapter
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