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The pitch-black coffin opened silently, and a female ghost dressed in a red robe floated out.

Without touching the ground, it floated silently toward the three of them.

Ah Xing was frozen in fear, wanting to run away, but his thighs were trembling uncontrollably.

Old Master Zhao turned pale, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

This female ghost is the woman he killed... I never imagined the ghost at the distillery would be her!?

Only Xiaoyue, with her eyes closed and completely unaware of what was happening, continued to ask:

"Are you unwilling to die? Then tell me about your background."

Li Xiaohong, dressed in a red robe, was already standing in front of her, and said softly:

“You won’t believe me if I tell you. I lost my virginity to him when I was twelve years old…”

"Beast!"

“My parents confronted him, and he killed them and then took possession of me for a long time…”

"They have no humanity!"

"When I was fifteen, he found someone else and plotted to have someone humiliate me..."

"Damn it, they're not even human!"

"They even falsely accused me, saying I was unfaithful as a woman, and used that as a pretext to drown me. I died so unjustly..."

"...Isn't your story a bit too far-fetched? Nobody would believe you!"

The female ghost and Xiaoyue engage in a question-and-answer session.

At this moment, Xiaoyue also realized that something was wrong.

I could almost hear the sound of a chair falling over, and Ah Xing's terrified breathing.

She quickly opened her eyes, but there was nothing in front of or behind her.

When he turned around, the female ghost's face was almost touching his.

The female ghost looked at Zhao Taigong, her eyes filled with endless resentment and a deep-seated killing intent.

"You even hired someone to mess with me..."

The female ghost's eyes were chilling as she lunged at Zhao Taigong.

"Ahhh!!!"

Old Master Zhao only had time to let out a scream before all his yang energy was instantly drained away, and he was completely lifeless.

The female ghost hovered in the air, looking at the corpse on the ground, a look of great satisfaction at having avenged her great grudge appearing on her face.

Then, she turned to look at Ah Xing and Xiao Yue.

The red robe fluttered as it landed directly in front of them, like a bat.

"I'm asking you, have you taken money from anyone?"

"No, no... Oh! No, no, there is!"

The two were completely flustered and began to speak incoherently.

The red-clad female ghost's eyes flashed with murderous intent once more, her tone chilling.

"If you try to shatter my soul, I will take your lives!"

After saying that, he spread his red robe and pounced on the two of them.

……

When Ning Chen came out of the restaurant, it was already the middle of the night.

After he and Annie went upstairs, they chatted for a few words, and the atmosphere quickly shifted from casual conversation to a more intimate one.

Recalling the tenderness just now, a faint fragrance lingers in the air...

Ning Chen was quite surprised that Annie, who had been overseas for many years, could still cherish her as if she were still in her prime, as smooth and lustrous as jade.

Moreover, Anne's passion was like a flame that had been ignited.

She is naturally lively and quite resilient; even after a long time together, she remains enthusiastic...

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"Unique charm".

Ning Chen activated the Yin-Yang Fusion Soul Technique and also felt the flow of Qi, which brought him many benefits.

What bothered him even more was that Annie seemed to have an extraordinary constitution, recovering extremely quickly. Just a moment ago she was utterly listless, but in the blink of an eye...

Anne stood by the second-floor window, her thin nightgown clinging to her still damp body.

She leaned against the wall, her slightly reddened fingertips gently raised, silently mouthing the words to him, a smile playing on her lips:

"Let's meet again tomorrow..." Before she could finish speaking, she coughed lightly, rubbed her throat, but her smile didn't diminish in the slightest.

Ning Chen also waved goodbye to her.

Although I couldn't hear Anne's voice, I could read her lips.

His figure disappeared down the street; he had intended to return to Uncle Jiu's ancestral hall.

Suddenly, he discovered a ghostly aura and some faint fluctuations of Taoist magic in the southern suburbs of the town.

"what's the situation?"

Ning Chen's Yin-Yang Eyes could not see the whole picture, and his Byakugan was also limited by distance.

So he took flight and soared into the clouds, flying south towards Jiuquan Town.

In the blink of an eye, they had flown more than ten miles.

An abandoned winery appeared at our feet.

"If you try to shatter my soul, I will take your lives!"

A mournful scream filled with resentment reached Ning Chen's ears.

With his eyes wide open, the red-clad female ghost bared her fangs and claws, reaching out to grab Ah Xing and Xiao Yue.

She had intended to play a trick on these two incompetent Taoist priests.

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But for some reason, I felt uneasy and inexplicably annoyed just now.

Just like at dawn, when the yang energy rises and the sun is about to rise, her yin energy is suppressed and she has to hide in the coffin.

But it's the middle of the night, so I feel confused.

The female ghost Li Xiaohong, dressed in a red robe, lost all interest in teasing the two little mice.

Its ten fingers, like hooks, glowed with a scarlet light and reached directly for the two men's chests.

She's going to rip out their hearts and livers!

Ah Xing and Xiao Yue, who were running wildly, were frozen in place as if they were possessed, unable to even lift a finger.

As the red-robed female ghost drew ever closer, the two men's faces turned extremely pale, and their hearts were filled with despair.

However, just when the two were on the verge of death.

A sword light fell, and a white line slowly appeared on the wrist of the red-robed female ghost, her hand falling to the ground with a thud.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Li Xiaohong's piercing, painful screams nearly ruptured A-Xing and Xiao-Yue's eardrums.

What are you yelling about?!

Ning Chen frowned slightly, sheathed his longsword—Iron Horse and Ice River—and silently chanted in his heart: Netherworld Spirit Fire Technique!

He pointed with both hands, and black flames instantly rose behind him, transforming into a pillar of fire that roared out and poured directly into the female ghost's mouth.

The ghostly screams stopped abruptly.

"Woo..."

The female ghost could only let out a low moan of pain.

Her belly, however, grew larger and larger, to an exaggerated degree.

Bang!

With a dull thud,

The red-robed female ghost's body shattered completely, like broken porcelain, and black flames surged out.

Ning Chen controlled the Netherworld Spirit Fire.

By gathering the yin energy from the female ghost into one place, a round pill slowly took shape under the spiritual fire.

Not long after, the flames died down, and a purplish-black pill landed in Ning Chen's palm.

"Junior Uncle, what about... that female ghost?"

Ah Xing swallowed hard and asked cautiously.