Psychic Queen: Beware of ghosts in the harem

Chapter 460 Attracting Souls 8
You must tell Bai Jincheng to let him leave here.

"A-Tang...A-Tang, I'll be here soon..."

It was as heavy as phantom sounds, echoing endlessly.

The burning fire became hotter and hotter, and the scorching feeling became more obvious.

Baitang closed his eyes, using his own way to control the formation, and his own way to transmit the message.

She doesn't know if it will work, it's hard to say.

But there is a thing called talent, as she often thinks it is.

She was born like this, regardless of whether she studied hard or practiced hard, she was born to control these supernatural forces.

Not for humans, but for the aliens that she has always valued more than humans.

Li Xun Huan's voice became urgent, from an inaudible low pitch at first, to a louder and louder voice now.

Although I still couldn't hear what he was saying, the words of these people sounded as if they were covered with something.

On the contrary, supernatural voices can be heard clearly no matter how far away they are.

The flame was suppressed, Baitang didn't know if it was his fault.

Li Xun Huan's voice sounded anxious, and he was not as calm and composed as he was at the beginning, so he must have had some counterproductive effects.

Baitang didn't know how Fengyan's sound transmission came through that time, no one taught her this.

She just used her own way to firmly convey her thoughts through some sensory means.

Li Xun Huan's voice became more urgent and faster.

A little smile appeared on the corner of Baitang's mouth, he was happy to have such a fight.

"A Tang..."

She opened her eyes suddenly, and Bai Jincheng seemed to have appeared in sight.

In the distance, phantoms in flames.

Just when Baitang was about to continue telling him to keep him away from here, a low laugh suddenly came.

Even low laughs that were different from humans, seemed to be floating in the void, and seemed to come from all directions, all rushing into her eardrums.

There is no warmth in the emotion of the voice.

Completely cold, indifferent and uninhibited penetrating into the bone marrow.

It's like laughter, but anyone who hears it will definitely not think it's a laugh.

(End of this chapter)