He looked around. The moon and stars were sparse, and the night was as usual. There was nothing strange at all.

But he just felt like there was something around him that made him uneasy.

"You..., when did your limbs recover?"

Du Gaochang reacted, and he was surprised to see Yu Yan's newly crushed limbs restored to their original state, and shouted loudly.

The man in black behind him immediately stepped back when he heard this and took out the charm from his arms.

There's a ghost around this kid!

And it’s awesome!

"puff!"

The three of them were about to light up the talisman, but they seemed to be possessed by a ghost. With dull eyes, they pulled out a long knife from their waists, cut off their heads, and knelt on the ground, with blood still gushing out.

Under the deep moonlight, in the center surrounded by them, Wang Xiaoli fiddled with his fingers, as if he were normal.
Chapter completed!