Although these words were cold and threatening, they were completely different from the way he spoke to them.
However, these words left Wu Qing Wu Lan, who was still on guard, speechless for a moment. Then he saw that the corners of Lao Yang's lips could not help but twitch. After thinking about it, he decided to justify his profession, "We only eliminate evil spirits and extradite lost souls."
Not all ghosts and monsters need to be killed as everyone imagines.
So please don't mislead the girl, okay?
Seeing Chu Ci looking at Yan Ting and then at himself hesitantly, Lao Yang was quite surprised at the way the two got along. Finally, his thoughtful gaze fell on Chu Ci.
Although he couldn't help but wonder what was going on with this little girl, she didn't look like a soul or a spirit, but just had a clean aura. Although the aura was not strong, he could feel it immediately even if it was mixed with Yan Ting's extremely domineering aura.
He couldn't recognize her at the moment and could only classify her as a spiritual creature.
The little bird that was grooming its hair on the ground stopped immediately when it saw Chu Ci appear, and ran towards Chu Ci with a chirping sound. Its hair was already dry, and it wanted to jump into Chu Ci's arms. But of course, it missed, rolled around in a daze for a few times, and hit the wall without braking.
This little look instantly attracted Chu Ci's attention, and she burst out laughing.
Yan Ting glanced at the stupid bird, curled his lips coldly, took a few steps forward, and looked at the few people who were also attracted by the spirit bird. "As a business relationship, I just want to know where the spirit lady is hiding and what she has done. As for other matters of the client, I remember that there are rules in the underworld and I can't ask too much."
Although he spoke in such a cold tone, he inadvertently protected Chu Ci behind him, with a warning in his eyes. It was obvious that he was afraid that they would meddle in his affairs.
Old Yang looked at Yan Ting steadily for a while, smiled casually, and stopped asking about Chu Ci. He took out a small glass bottle from somewhere and handed it to Yan Ting.
Yan Ting lowered his eyes to glance at the small glass bottle, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Lao Yang again.
Then he said, "Ling Lao is cunning. We can't find her hiding place with just this little information. You have some magic done by her, so we need some of your blood and hair."
Yan Ting didn't say much. He took out the folding knife he always carried with him from his pocket and slid it across his palm. Blood gushed out instantly and dripped into the glass bottle prepared by Lao Yang. He didn't even blink.
He was wearing a thin and cold outfit, and with one hand he was playing with the small knife that was shining with a cold light.
Then he paused and felt a sudden chill on his back. Yan Ting glanced sideways and saw Chu Ci coming towards him. There was a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes as she looked at the wound on his palm. The ahoge on her head that had been standing up drooped down.
Looking at Chu Ci's gaze, Yan Ting unconsciously withdrew his hand, and the small knife that he was originally playing with one hand also stopped and was held firmly in his hand.
"Doesn't it hurt?" He just wanted a little blood, but he had to make such a big cut.
Even if the wound heals after being slashed by a cold, sharp knife, the pain still lingers whenever I think about it. It must be very painful...
When Chu Ci saw Lao Yang take the bottle back, she lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking about, and instinctively raised her hand to hold his hand.
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