Wen Qi raised his other hand expressionlessly and accurately grabbed the Ghost King's ankle. Then he squeezed it hard, and the Ghost King's ankle and calf exploded into Yin Qi.

The Ghost King's expression turned stern and he simply turned into black mist. After he had distanced himself from Wen Qi, he regained his human form and looked at Wen Qi again carefully.

Wen Qi was also looking at the Ghost King, mainly at her eyes. After a moment, he tilted his head and asked, "Do you have your own consciousness?"

The Ghost King's voice was cold and desolate, like jade stones colliding together, "So what?"

The indifference on Wen Qi's face melted a little, "I have an idea. I decided not to kill you."

"Arrogant." The Ghost King opened his umbrella, and mist overflowed from under the umbrella, instantly engulfing her figure.

Wen Qi was slightly distracted and blinked, and everything around him was shrouded in fog.

Han Zhen who was nearby, the Heavenly Master who was supporting the barrier not far away, and a group of ordinary people including Feng Ce who were protected in the barrier, were all gone.

"What a powerful mental pollution." Wen Qi stood still and asked calmly, "You are not an ordinary ghost king, right?"

A cold voice sounded erratically, "Don't compare me to that inferior thing."

Wen Qi exclaimed in her heart, cold and arrogant, she liked it.

"With your personality, how could you work for someone like that?" Wen Qi asked casually, "Before you came, didn't you ask who you were dealing with?"

"I know you're very capable, but I owe him a favor. Once this is done, I'll be free."

Wen Qi's eyes flashed, and he was indeed coming for her! The man behind the scenes had an obvious plan, if he could kill her, that would be the best, but if he couldn't, he would also try to sow discord between her and Feng Ce, after all, the bracelet was given to her by Feng Ce himself.

Although the Ghost King came for her, his purpose was to deal with Feng Ce. He wanted to get rid of Feng Ce by any means possible, and he had no other choice but to do it with Feng Hua.

No wonder Feng Hua and Feng Xingzhi didn’t come, it turned out they wanted to clear themselves of suspicion.

Unfortunately, she is not a police officer and does not care about evidence. She prefers to be arbitrary and eliminate all threats.

Now that he knew everything he wanted to know, Wen Qi directly took out the secret book of metaphysics, put the breath of the ghost king into the secret book, and said lightly: "I'll talk to you later."

“What…” Before the Ghost King could finish his words, he was sucked into the Secret Book of Metaphysics by an irresistible force.

As the surrounding fog dissipated, the secret book of metaphysics vibrated violently.

Wen Qi raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and lightly pressed it on the Metaphysics Secret Book. The soul power as huge and turbulent as the sea disappeared in an instant, and the Ghost King in the Metaphysics Secret Book seemed to be frightened and completely quieted down.

The fog dissipated, and Wen Qi turned his eyes and saw Feng Ce.

Different from the strange states of others, Feng Ce's eyes were clear and he didn't look confused at all. However, his face was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip. At first glance, he looked even scarier than the Ghost King just now.

Wen Qi walked over, and Feng Ce stared at her solemnly. Wen Qi suddenly became unsure, so she stopped and called out tentatively, "Feng Ce?"

Feng Ce's eyes moved, and he hesitated and asked, "Wen Qi?"

Wen Qi took another step forward, "It's me."

Feng Ce's tense shoulders and neck relaxed slightly, "Before, something turned into your appearance and approached me."

Wen Qi took out a calming talisman and handed it to him, saying softly, "It's okay. I'll go see grandpa, you take care of my brother."

Feng Ce looked back and saw that Old Man Feng was sitting on the ground motionless, looking lonely. And Feng Xiao, who didn't know what he saw, was kneeling on the ground crying, with snot and tears, which was particularly eye-catching.

Wen Qi explained: "It should be that he saw the thing he feared most in his heart. He couldn't accept it for a while, so he just woke up. It's just like a dream, he won't remember it for too long."

Feng Ce nodded, walked to Feng Xiao, kicked him unceremoniously, and said in a cold voice: "Wake up."

Feng Ce's eyebrows jumped and his feet itched to kick again.

In comparison, Wen Qi was much gentler. He stuck a calming talisman on the old man's back and patted his back gently, patiently waking him up.

Old Master Feng looked around blankly, and asked in a daze, "I'm not dead?"

Wen Qi said arrogantly: "I am here, who dares to take your soul?"

Old Master Feng let out a heavy breath and patted Wen Qi's hand, "Go and get busy. Grandpa is fine. He will be fine after some time." After all, he had died once in a fantasy world and he was old, so it was not easy for him to recover.

Wen Qi had a gentle smile on his face, "The people from the Tianshi Association are handling it. I'll help you sit over there for a while."

Only then did Mr. Feng realize that he was still sitting on the ground, which was really damaging to his image. When he was supported by Wen Qi to stand up, his legs were still a little weak, and he staggered with every step. When he sat down, the sequelae of the illusion were actually much better due to the impact of shame.

As soon as Mr. Feng sat down, he said, "Xiao Qi, go see your fifth grandmother, and make sure nothing happens to her."

Wen Qi went there obediently.

On the other side, the heavenly masters led by Han Zhen quickly left the illusion and began to awaken ordinary people one by one. The workload was huge, so Han Zhen began to call for external assistance.

Fifth Grandma's condition was very strange. She seemed to be neither crying nor laughing, and there was a feeling of sadness and relief mixed in her.

Wen Qi, as usual, put a talisman on his body and patted his back to wake him up gently.

Grandma Wu felt very strange after she woke up, feeling both relieved and regretful.

Wen Qi's curiosity was aroused, but she was not familiar with Fifth Grandma, so it was difficult for her to ask and she could only keep it to herself.

Uncomfortable.

Wen Qi took a deep breath, turned around and helped wake up the others, using a much more violent approach.

After a while, Feng Ce came and silently helped her.

Wen Qi glanced at him and asked, "Don't you need to accompany Grandpa?"

Feng Ce shook his head, "Feng Xiao is here, I will help you."

Wen Qi nodded and mechanically stuck the talisman paper on her hand, but she was wondering in her mind where Feng Hua was hiding now, whether the person behind him was with him, and whether the Ghost King in the Secret Book of Metaphysics could perhaps lead her a way?

"I'm sorry." Feng Ce suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Wen Qi looked surprised. "Why are you saying sorry?" After a pause, she suddenly became serious. "Do you regret it? Don't want to live with me anymore?"

They had agreed before that after the Chinese New Year, they would move from their old house to the city center so that it would be convenient for work and school, and since there would only be two of them at home, it would be easier to cultivate their relationship.

Of course, the last point was something that both of them knew but no one said it out loud.

Feng Ce didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but his nervous heart suddenly relaxed a lot, "No, I don't regret it." In fact, when Wen Qi agreed to move out, he was so excited that he wanted to hit the steering wheel.

Wen Qi breathed a sigh of relief, but became even more confused, "Then why are you apologizing suddenly?" She really couldn't think of anything else that Feng Ce needed to apologize for.

"That bracelet..."

As soon as Feng Ce started talking, Wen Qi laughed, "By the way, I haven't had time to tell you, thank you for the bracelet, I will have my first ghost messenger soon!"