"Fan Xiaoling" was stunned for a moment. She obviously didn't expect Wen Qi to react like this. Was she not showing it clearly enough? How could this person not be afraid of her?

The middle-aged woman, Fan Xiaoling's mother, said with a wooden face: "There is nothing to eat at home. I will go to the kitchen and make something for you."

Wen Qi didn't know what politeness meant, and nodded with a smile: "Thank you for your help."

The ghost possessing Fan Xiaoling was completely confused. Why didn't this person play by the rules? You were a guest at someone's house, and their mother said she would cook a meal for you. Did you just agree to it? You didn't even bother to refuse politely?

There was no other way, so "Fan Xiaoling" could only let Fan's mother go to the kitchen.

Wen Qi followed him and asked, "What dishes are there at home? Do you have tenderloin? I like sweet and sour pork tenderloin."

"Fan Xiaoling": I have never seen such a shameless person.

Mother Fan opened the refrigerator with a wooden face to check the ingredients. Just as she was about to turn around and talk to Wen Qi, she saw Wen Qi swiftly close the kitchen door.

"Auntie, I can't smell the smell of cooking fumes. Please don't come out until the meal is ready." While Wen Qi was speaking, golden light condensed at his fingertips and he quickly drew a seal on the sliding door.

After doing all this, Wen Qi turned and looked at the father and daughter in the living room.

"Fan Xiaoling" asked vigilantly: "What was that bright light just now?"

"Light?" Wen Qi raised her hand to show her, "Are you talking about the cell phone?"

"Fan Xiaoling" blinked in confusion, feeling that something was wrong but unable to put her finger on it, so she finally gave up thinking.

Wen Qi looked at Father Fan again and said with a smile, "Uncle, I'm a little thirsty. Is there any fruit at home? I want to fill my stomach first."

"Fan Xiaoling" was still looking at her suspiciously, "There's no fruit. If you're thirsty, drink some water."

Wen Qi shrugged, looking very obedient, sat on the sofa and poured himself a glass of water, then looked at "Fan Xiaoling" and said, "This is my first time in your house, won't you take me on a tour? Which room is yours? Can I see it?"

It was normal for friends to visit each other's rooms, so "Fan Xiaoling" could only get up and take Wen Qi to the bedroom.

After entering the room, "Fan Xiaoling" finally realized why she was so obedient and brought someone in. It was all because this person's request was too natural! "Fan Xiaoling" turned around and saw Wen Qi closing the door of the room. She instinctively became alert again, "Why did you close the door?"

Wen Qi turned around and smiled sheepishly, "Girls' private conversations should not be heard by their parents. It would be so embarrassing."

"Fan Xiaoling": It makes sense. Is she really too sensitive?

Wen Qi came over, opened the small bag on her body very naturally, and said mysteriously: "Xiaoling, come here quickly, I have something good to show you."

"Fan Xiaoling" was bewitched by her intimate tone, and unconsciously leaned over to take a look, and then, "swish", something was stuck between her eyebrows.

Before "Fan Xiaoling" could react, her body and soul were shaken violently, and everything in front of her eyes went dark. She thought, it's over! This guy is really not a good guy! But when she woke up again, the scene in front of her confused her again.

Wen Qi is teaching Fan Xiaoling... her soul a lesson?

"Fan Xiaoling" looked down. She was still in this body! She squeezed out the owner of this body! She was resurrected! On the other side, Fan Xiaoling looked at Wen Qi with red eyes and sobbed. But because she was a soul, she had no tears and her crying sounded particularly hollow and scary. She could not arouse Wen Qi's pity at all. Instead, she stiffened her fists when she heard it.

Fan Xiaoling was very tactful and kept quiet, whispering, "I was unconscious, so of course I couldn't control myself. It's normal for me to be shaken out."

Wen Qi was so angry that he laughed, "A Soul Separation Talisman, the market value is 18,000, remember to write me an IOU."

Fan Xiaoling couldn't bear it anymore and whimpered again. It was so expensive! She bargained, "Can I write one for you?"

Fan Xiaoling nodded repeatedly.

Wen Qi snorted and looked at "Fan Xiaoling", thinking about countermeasures.

She had originally planned to cast a soul-separation talisman to shake out the possessed ghost and then capture it directly, but she didn't expect an accident to happen, and the situation became even more difficult.

Wen Qi pondered and said, "Xiao Ling, why don't you just give up this body? When you die, I will take you in as a soul envoy. It's much more elegant than being a human being."

Fan Xiaoling was horrified, "I think I can still save him!"

Wen Qi said, "Tsk, trouble."

The Soul-Separation Talisman cannot be used a second time within a short period of time, as the body's heart meridians will not be able to withstand it and will be broken.

Either buy time until you can use the Soul-Separation Talisman, or beat her out.

Wen Qi decisively chose the latter. Who has so much time to waste on a wild ghost that has occupied someone else's body?

Wen Qi took off her bag and hung it on the hook behind the door. While moving her wrist, she said to Fan Xiaoling, "It may look terrible, but I will be careful not to hurt you. Afterwards... just rest for a few more days."

Before the two Fan Xiaolings could react, Wen Qi had already rushed out and punched "Fan Xiaoling" in the eye socket.

"Fan Xiaoling" screamed immediately. It hurt so much! After being a ghost for so long, she forgot that people can feel pain, so she didn't even dodge! This punch was so solid that she even suspected that this body had a concussion! Fan Xiaoling also grimaced and begged, "Be gentle!"

Wen Qi stepped forward again with an expressionless face and cold eyes, and the sense of oppression that followed was almost tangible.

"Fan Xiaoling" felt nervous and quickly called for help.

After a few seconds, there was a knock on the door, or it would be more accurate to say it was banged on, but Wen Qi had put a seal on the door, so it couldn't be opened at all.

"Fan Xiaoling" finally realized that Wen Qi had been playing her the whole time! Instantly, a layer of dark ghostly aura covered "Fan Xiaoling's" face, and she roared and pounced on Wen Qi.

In her imagination, she should rush to Wen Qi very quickly, so fast that Wen Qi would not be able to react.

In fact, her speed was extremely slow, because Fan Xiaoling was a poor athlete. She would get out of breath after running a hundred meters, so she really couldn't run fast.

Wen Qi sneered and kicked her back.

"Fan Xiaoling" fell on the bed and rolled over. She wasn't hurt, but the place where she was kicked was very painful. She saw stars and could only curl up and groan.

At this moment, "Fan Xiaoling" realized very clearly that when fighting, the human body is a burden and will only affect the speed at which she draws the sword!

So, in the next second, "Fan Xiaoling", who was beaten to the point of being furious, abandoned the body she had obtained with great difficulty, turned into a light ghost again, and rushed towards Wen Qi again with full confidence.

Then, with a "pop", he was pinched by the neck and pressed to the ground.

“Fan Xiaoling”: ???

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