Feng Yiying trembled slightly, but he reacted very quickly, picked up Yi Qingchen, turned around, and flew backwards. The man let out a piercing scream in the black smoke, and chased after her. "Hey.
"Girl, what is the group of undead?" Feng Yiying's figure was erratic, and while making circles with the black smoke in the yard, he asked Yi Qingchen in his arms. The exorcism sword in Yi Qingchen's hand was buzzing.
It buzzed loudly and emitted a dazzling red light. If Yi Qingchen hadn't held it tightly, I'm afraid it would have caused trouble on its own with the black smoke. When Feng Yiying asked her, Yi Qingchen glared at him and said
"The Undead Corps is made up of the souls of countless people who died unjustly. It is extremely destructive. How come there is such a thing in your mansion? Is it because your mansion is rich and unkind and has secretly killed many people?" Feng Yiying said angrily.
: "Nonsense, I have always been very kind to my servants, how could someone die unjustly?" Suddenly he glanced at Yi Qingchen, and then said: "Since you came, so many weird people have appeared in my house.
Thing, girl, didn't you bring this thing again?" Yi Qingchen rolled her eyes at him: "Tch, I won't be so shameless, summoning such a cruel and murderous thing. All my subordinates are kind ghosts.
..." Suddenly he thought of something again and said: "What did those two people do to scare me just now by pretending to be ghosts? Could it be that you were annoyed by the beautiful woman I sent just now, so you sent these two people to take revenge on me?
Feng Yiying looked like an idiot: "Girl, do you think I am as boring as you? Besides, I know you are an exorcist and you are not afraid of ghosts. I will let people pretend to be ghosts to scare you?"
Are you an idiot or am I an idiot?" Yi Qingchen thought about it, but he was still stubborn: "Of course you are an idiot. Who knows if it was because of a short-circuit in your brain that you did such an idiotic thing when you were excited...
..." While the two were talking, Feng Yiying had already carried Yi Qingchen around dozens of times in the yard. The black smoke was really persistent, chasing after them closely. Feng Yiying
In the end, he hugged a person and ran for a while using his superior Qinggong. Sweat was already visible on his forehead. Yi Qingchen was secretly amused, and with a sullen face, he said: "Hey, Big Maple Leaf, when did you run like this?"
Yi Ying said angrily: "What can I do if I don't run away? Do you have a way to deal with it?" Yi Qingchen smiled leisurely, with a very weak smile on his face: "Of course! But, you hug me and run like this