Chu Ci responded softly. Perhaps because of the curse, she saw a lot of things.
Among them was an old woman with a dark complexion who was muttering something in a mysterious way, and then she saw Yan Ting again.
It was like Yan Ting as a child, curled up in the darkness at night, his eyes red and cruel. He gritted his teeth, and every word he spoke seemed to contain overwhelming hatred, "They should all disappear. They shouldn't exist."
Chu Ci was stunned, looking at Yan Ting, who was at a loss in front of her and had already sent a message to Lao Yang. To outsiders, he seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. She blinked and saw the fear in his eyes. She heard Cha Bai say that this might be the opportunity for her to know her identity in this plane. What's more, there was an 80 to 90% chance that the old woman she had just seen was Ling Lao.
The Ling Lao who they had searched everywhere for a while but couldn't find, now chose to attack her and even came to their door. How could they let her go?
"I won't disappear, don't worry." Chu Ci slightly resisted the pulling force, raised her hands and lightly wrapped them around Yan Ting's neck, rubbing him with blinking eyes, "If someone bullies you, I'll help you get back at them, okay? I said from the beginning, I will help you."
Seeing Chu Ci's spirit becoming fainter and fainter, still smiling, still soft and sweet, Yan Ting was completely panicked.
This morning, Lao Yang sent him a detailed report. He believed that all spiritual creatures were special. If he had said something resentful in the past, it would be easy for people like them to take advantage of it. However, because of the long time and harsh conditions, few people could really take advantage of it.
Ling Lao has been forced into a desperate situation by them, and who knows if she has found some solution.
Seeing Chu Ci's body becoming increasingly pale, Yan Ting weakly touched her a few times, gritted his teeth, and spoke. His eyes were red, and he looked a bit like the childhood that Chu Ci had vaguely seen just now. "I thought I had nothing to lose."
But I still feel so powerless when facing such things.
Before Chu Ci could say anything else, the force pulled Chu Ci's spirit away and she disappeared instantly.
When Chu Ci opened her eyes again, the surroundings had changed.
This place looked like an underground tomb, engraved with mysterious patterns everywhere. A young man was lying on a wooden board not far away. The young man's upper body was naked, with an exquisite dagger stuck in his chest. His eyes were wide open, with a hint of death in his eyes. His face was gray and he looked like he had been dead for a long time.
Chu Ci also knew this person. He was Chen Jiao's son, Yan Fei, Yan Ting's half-brother.
"Your spiritual power is indeed strong enough. You were injured by that person's power and summoned here by force, and you are still conscious." An old and vicious voice came from the side. Chu Ci turned around and saw the old woman dressed as a wizard that he had seen in a trance before leaning not far away.
Her breathing was slightly rapid, her eyes were crazy, and her face looked even gloomier.
But the aura on her body was not as lively as before. Instead, it was tainted with a bit of death. She was half human, half ghost, and it was hard to tell what kind of existence she was now.
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