basement.
It was quiet.
After everyone heard what Yang Fan said, almost all of them showed expressions of astonishment.
After a moment, Zhao Lu suddenly asked curiously, "Master Yang, if it was the ghost you controlled that branded me with the Ghost Slave Mark, would I eventually become your ghost slave?"
Looking at Zhao Lu's clear eyes, Yang Fan asked instead of answering, "Zhao Lu, do you believe me?"
"Believe it!" Zhao Lu replied without hesitation.
"Haha, do you think I will turn you into a ghost slave?" Yang Fan couldn't help but chuckle.
"No!" Zhao Lu replied without hesitation.
At this moment, Yang Fan's eyelids couldn't help but twitch slightly, as if he had not expected that Zhao Lu would trust him so much.
However, Yang Fan still explained responsibly: "Zhao Lu, if I let Nie Xiaoyu leave the Ghost Slave Mark on you, then your life will be bound to Nie Xiaoyu..."
"In other words, if Nie Xiaoyu is still alive, then you will also be alive and well. If Nie Xiaoyu's soul is scattered, then your soul will also be scattered!"
"Zhao Lu, you have to think carefully. If you do this, you're essentially handing your life over to someone else!"
…
I thought Zhao Lu would hesitate for a moment, but she said without hesitation, "Master Yang, I've thought it through. Come on! I'm willing to put my life in your hands!"
Looking at Zhao Lu's determined face, Yang Fan hesitated for a moment before making a promise to her: "Don't worry, I will do my best to protect you and Nie Xiaoyu and won't let anything happen to you."
"Master Yang, thank you..." Zhao Lu suddenly laughed, and a hint of gratitude flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"In that case, let's start now?" Yang Fan looked at Zhao Lu deeply again and said.
"Yeah." Zhao Lu nodded, then looked straight into Yang Fan's eyes.
“Swish!”
Without any warning, a cold wind suddenly blew in the basement, and the surrounding temperature dropped a few degrees. Zhao Lu couldn't help but shiver.
Amidst everyone's astonished eyes, a hazy figure suddenly appeared behind Yang Fan.
This is a ghostly woman. She just floats quietly in the air, like an orchid in a valley, exuding enchanting charm all over her body.
The woman was barefoot and wearing a scarlet dress. Except for the white fabric on the shoulders, the rest of the dress looked as if it had just been stained with blood. The red was glaring and made people feel uneasy.
Nie Xiaoyu makes a brilliant appearance!
Everyone present's eyes were all on her!
"Wow! I finally saw the ghost controlled by Brother Yang Fan with my own eyes!" Jiang Wenwen shouted excitedly.
"Uh... this is indeed a ghost, not a soul!" Director Wu muttered to himself.
"What a beautiful girl. What's her name? Is it Nie Xiaoyu?" Captain Xiang asked with shining eyes.
"This is the first time I've seen someone successfully control a ghost...and it's a fierce ghost!" Captain Luo exclaimed in surprise.
"Master Yang is worthy of being Master Yang. We try our best to control only one soul, but Master Yang can control a fierce ghost... I admire you! I admire you!" Captain Cao couldn't help but admire him.
…
From the exclamations of several people, Yang Fan seemed to have discovered some secret. Could it be that... these super police were all controlling souls? And not a single one was controlling a ghost?
Although many questions flashed through his mind, Yang Fan knew that now was not the time to ask these questions.
Yang Fan's mind moved, and he gave Nie Xiaoyu a look. The latter immediately floated in front of Zhao Lu and stared at the ghost slave mark on Zhao Lu's neck.
“Whoosh!”
Nie Xiaoyu suddenly put her hand on Zhao Lu's neck. A faint red light flashed, and Zhao Lu's body suddenly began to tremble slightly.
Although Zhao Lu's body was shaking, there was no expression of pain on her face. On the contrary, under the erosion of the red light, Zhao Lu squinted her eyes, seeming to be enjoying it very much!
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
After Nie Xiaoyu took his hand away, the black finger marks on Zhao Lu's neck had completely disappeared!
At the same time, a bright red musical note mark appeared on Zhao Lu's neck, like a red musical note tattoo, which was particularly eye-catching, and there was also a faint hint of strange blood light.
"Huh? It's gone! The fingerprint has really disappeared!" Jiang Wenwen couldn't help but scream again.
"Zhao Lu, how do you feel now? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?" Yang Fan suddenly asked.
Zhao Lu squinted her eyes and felt it for a moment, then said with a strange expression: "Nothing seems to be wrong. I feel fine, but there are some strange things, but I can't tell what is strange..."
"...Anyway, I feel much better than before!"
After Zhao Lu finished saying this, she couldn't help but secretly glance at Yang Fan, but she quickly withdrew her gaze in panic, and two beautiful clouds appeared on her pretty face.
Next, Yang Fan carefully examined Zhao Lu's body and confirmed that the ghost slave mark left by the maid's ghost had completely disappeared. Only then did he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, before Yang Fan had time to catch his breath, a series of system prompts suddenly rang in his ears.
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