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Chapter 28 You are very good at adding drama to yourself
As pampered wives, when had Xie Wanru and Song Xiangci ever seen such a terrifying scene, they were so frightened that they rolled their eyes and passed out.

After the previous two baptisms, Xie Yang had gradually developed immunity.

But although he didn't faint, he didn't seem to be in a good condition.

Tang Fei had no time to control them at this time, the ghost in her hand was struggling non-stop, and then a cold light flashed in front of her eyes, she let go of the ghost without any hesitation, and took two steps back to widen the distance.

She looked at the ghost with a sarcasm smile on her face, "It's so hard to become a murderer, but you're still reduced to a tool at the mercy of others? You're really embarrassing to our evil ghost world."

The ghost flicked the dust off his body and grinned, revealing a row of blood-stained teeth.

"A yellow-haired girl who doesn't understand anything dares to talk nonsense in front of me, thinking that her three-legged cat can really jump in front of me?"

Tang Fei frowned, "Please clean your teeth before talking to me, bad breath!"

"Looking for death!" The ghost snorted coldly, and rushed up, waving a tiny silver thread in his hand.

Tang Fei dodged sideways, watching the silver thread pass over where she was standing just now, and pierced into the solid wall without any mistakes.

She still had the same careless expression on her face, she leisurely pulled out the whip, and the whip hit the ground with a crisp crackling sound.

Seeing what she was holding, the ghost stared wide-eyed, "You actually have a whip!"

"That's right." She ignored the fearful expression on the ghost's face, and waved the whip leisurely, as if she was extremely bored.

"You want to deal with me with the soul whip, you are still too naive!"

After the ghost finished speaking, he manipulated the silver thread in his hand to attack Tang Fei, but she easily dodged every time.

"Go out and fight!" Seeing the mess in the exquisitely decorated room, Tang Fei said with a cold face and was about to go out.

Unexpectedly, the ghost grabbed Yan Qingci's neck without knowing good or bad.

"Didn't you want to save her? I just won't let you do what you want!" He finished speaking viciously, closing his fingers, ready to strangle Yan Qingci to death.

Anyway, as long as Yan Qingci is alive, he will be wiped out, unable to run around, so it's better to put a back on his back.

Tang Fei looked at him coldly, and his expressionless expression even made him doubt whether this woman really wanted to save the person in his hands.

"You're really, really good at adding drama to yourself."

Speaking of the newly learned vocabulary, she lazily raised her eyelids, bit her finger and squeezed out a drop of blood, which flew into the air exuding a blood-red aura.

A strong sense of oppression invaded in an instant, and the room that was filled with black air just now was suddenly filled with red.

"This...you are..." The ghost trembled his legs, and his voice was full of fear.

"I..." The unfinished words came to an abrupt end.

The ghost didn't even have time to make a move, it was burned completely by the drop of blood, leaving no breath behind.

Yan Qingci, who was in a coma, didn't know that he was just one step away from death.

Xie Yang was frightened and froze in place. The Tang Fei just now... looked more terrifying than that evil ghost.

When Tang Fei looked over, he unconsciously tensed up, and the clothes on his back were wet with sweat.

"You didn't even use that whip, why did you take it out?"

He pulled out a smile and tried to find a topic to chat with Tang Fei, but the trembling legs that couldn't stand up betrayed him.

"nice!"

The two concise and clear words made the corners of Xie Yang's mouth twitch.

This cold joke...it's really cold.

(End of this chapter)