Psychic Queen: Beware of ghosts in the harem

Chapter 748 The Source of Memory 37
Feng Qingyang's complexion was heavy, "You are the one who should be buried with you the most!"

"Wait!"

Under the eagerness, Qing Mo sped up his speech.

"Do you know that these spells that you shouldn't have will kill you?"

Seeing him pause, Qing Mo continued: "This is not what a goblin should practice. Although you are powerful now, every time you use these spells, it is a serious injury to yourself. After a certain limit, you Will die very early. Didn't Yan Ruo tell you about this?"

Feng Qingyang did not make any further pauses, where the other finger pointed, a strong wind blew.

Sand and rocks were flying on the ground, and his sleeve robe was flying in the wind, as if a huge air current had been rolled up.

"Feng Qingyang——If you kill me, you will never find Yan Ruo!"

Qing Mo hissed and shouted, Feng Qingyang's palm suddenly stopped.

"What did you say?"

Qing Mo took the opportunity to say: "Who is Yan Ruo, don't you know? Her soul is immortal. Even if she jumped into the abyss of Huangquan, she just lost her skin. She is selfish, she just wants to leave here , not hesitate to let yourself die."

Feng Qingyang looked at her deeply.

"She will always come back. If you kill me, you will never find her in your life. Even if she stands in front of you, you don't know who she is..."

As soon as Qing Mo's words fell, there was a lifelong scream.

Baitang squatted on the edge of the cliff, and saw Feng Qingyang's palm come down neatly.

She was knocked to the ground with great force and kept moving backwards.

The friction on the ground could not be stopped until it fell to the edge of the cliff and fell from the cliff.

Baitang watched helplessly as this person fell off the cliff from his side, and when he looked up again, he saw that Feng Qingyang had already reached his side.

He looked down at the bottom of the cliff.

"Hey...hey, can you see me?"

"Hey... talk..."

Baitang stretched out his hand and kept shaking it in front of his eyes.

Suddenly there is a way that ghosts do every time they find themselves able to see them.

Keep asking, can you see me, can you hear me...

(End of this chapter)