"Ah Hao, is it really you" The female ghost sighed faintly.

Everyone knew that the female ghost was asking Jiang Wenhao, but the professor had seen a real ghost, his legs were already trembling involuntarily, and he looked at the female ghost's chest falling together, and the words seemed to come from his chest, and he didn't dare to answer at all.

"I'm really embarrassed to see you like this." The female ghost seemed to understand Professor Jiang's thoughts, and her body began to twist, and slowly, flesh and blood began to grow around her neck.

Jiang Wenxi watched all this in horror, and his body trembled even more. Not only him, but Ding Xiaolan had never seen such a terrifying scene, and her body was trembling slightly.

"Dry is the key, dry is shocking. If you take it, you will dive, and if you shoot it, you will float. Decline is death, prosperity is life. Wutong chanted the incantation loudly, followed by another shout: "Soul Channel"

I saw Wutong throw a golden talisman towards the female ghost in red, and between the flicks of his hand, the seven spiritualist lamps suddenly went out and then spontaneously combusted without fire, and a faint smoke slowly rose from the fire, gathering but not dispersing.

Wutong bit his index finger and shot a little blood into a conjuring lamp in front of him, but in the blink of an eye, there was a dazzling golden light in the burning flame of the conjuring lamp.

Wutong shouted "lead" again, and the golden light in the soul lamp actually surged towards the female ghost in red like a stream of fireflies, wrapping around her body like flowing water.

The flesh and blood that grew on the neck of the female ghost in red gradually condensed and formed, and her face began to appear in front of everyone, but her facial features were still unclear.

"The soul returns" Wutong formed a magic seal with both hands and shouted again, his voice was ups and downs, and the tone was full of ancient rhyme, as if he had come through time and space to sneak into everyone's hearts.

"Zhengfeng, thank you for your help" The female ghost in red sighed softly, and her pretty facial features appeared in front of everyone.

"Ah Fang, is it really you" Jiang Wenhao finally couldn't control his emotions and cried out.

"It's me." At this time, everyone saw the face of the female ghost in red clearly. Even Qi Lu confirmed that the female ghost in front of him was Lin Fang who he took pictures of.

Lin Fang looked like an ordinary person, but the jade eyes kept bleeding blood and tears, one drop by one, flowing downward, and as soon as they fell to the ground, they evaporated like air.

Lin Fang looked at Jiang Wenhao intently, as if the people around her did not exist, and she muttered: "After so many years, I didn't expect to see you again." For this moment, even if my soul is gone, what is it?"

Lin Fang's words made everyone feel sad, and Jiang Wenhao was even more in tears.

"I'm sorry, Ah Fang, I regret it so much" Jiang Wenhao's voice choked, "I, I" He actually cried like a child, and couldn't say a word anymore.

Qi Lu hurriedly reminded Professor Jiang: "Professor, now is not the time for children to be in love, hurry up and ask Lin Fang, who killed her, and we have to avenge her."

Jiang Wenhao was still crying, as if he hadn't heard Qi Lu's words.

Qi Lu knew that he was in love with the scene, and his heart was sad, so he decided to ask Lin Fang the truth of the matter in person.

At this moment, there was another gust of wind in the house, and Lin Fang's figure began to loom like a screen portrait that had lost its signal.

"It's not good, someone is interfering with my Fa" Wutong exclaimed, stepping on the seven star steps, walking back and forth around the direction of Beidou, his hand was full of spirit runes at some point, and sprinkled into the air.

The runes arced beautifully in the air, only to slide to the ground like waste paper.

Wutong's face changed drastically, and he put the wound that had been bitten on his left index finger to his mouth and bit it hard

The wound on the index finger was even bigger, and the blood kept flowing out, Wutong smiled bitterly, smeared the blood evenly on the spirit rune, and struggled to disperse towards Lin Fang's figure that was about to disappear.

"Shakyamuni, the gods are one. Qi is mixed into reality, and the soul returns"

"Ah Hao, is it really you" The female ghost sighed faintly.

Everyone knew that the female ghost was asking Jiang Wenhao, but the professor had seen a real ghost, his legs were already trembling involuntarily, and he looked at the female ghost's chest falling together, and the words seemed to come from his chest, and he didn't dare to answer at all.

"I'm really embarrassed to see you like this." The female ghost seemed to understand Professor Jiang's thoughts, and her body began to twist, and slowly, flesh and blood began to grow around her neck.

Jiang Wenxi watched all this in horror, and his body trembled even more. Not only him, but Ding Xiaolan had never seen such a terrifying scene, and her body was trembling slightly.

"Dry is the key, dry is shocking. If you take it, you will dive, and if you shoot it, you will float. Decline is death, prosperity is life. Wutong chanted the incantation loudly, followed by another shout: "Soul Channel"

I saw Wutong throw a golden talisman towards the female ghost in red, and between the flicks of his hand, the seven spiritualist lamps suddenly went out and then spontaneously combusted without fire, and a faint smoke slowly rose from the fire, gathering but not dispersing.

Wutong bit his index finger and shot a little blood into a conjuring lamp in front of him, but in the blink of an eye, there was a dazzling golden light in the burning flame of the conjuring lamp.

Wutong shouted "lead" again, and the golden light in the soul lamp actually surged towards the female ghost in red like a stream of fireflies, wrapping around her body like flowing water.

The flesh and blood that grew on the neck of the female ghost in red gradually condensed and formed, and her face began to appear in front of everyone, but her facial features were still unclear.

"The soul returns" Wutong formed a magic seal with both hands and shouted again, his voice was ups and downs, and the tone was full of ancient rhyme, as if he had come through time and space to sneak into everyone's hearts.

"Zhengfeng, thank you for your help" The female ghost in red sighed softly, and her pretty facial features appeared in front of everyone.

"Ah Fang, is it really you" Jiang Wenhao finally couldn't control his emotions and cried out.

"It's me." At this time, everyone saw the face of the female ghost in red clearly. Even Qi Lu confirmed that the female ghost in front of him was Lin Fang who he took pictures of.

Lin Fang looked like an ordinary person, but the jade eyes kept bleeding blood and tears, one drop by one, flowing downward, and as soon as they fell to the ground, they evaporated like air.

Lin Fang looked at Jiang Wenhao intently, as if the people around her did not exist, and she muttered: "After so many years, I didn't expect to see you again." For this moment, even if my soul is gone, what is it?"

Lin Fang's words made everyone feel sad, and Jiang Wenhao was even more in tears.

"I'm sorry, Ah Fang, I regret it so much" Jiang Wenhao's voice choked, "I, I" He actually cried like a child, and couldn't say a word anymore.

Qi Lu hurriedly reminded Professor Jiang: "Professor, now is not the time for children to be in love, hurry up and ask Lin Fang, who killed her, and we have to avenge her."

Jiang Wenhao was still crying, as if he hadn't heard Qi Lu's words.

Qi Lu knew that he was in love with the scene, and his heart was sad, so he decided to ask Lin Fang the truth of the matter in person.

At this moment, there was another gust of wind in the house, and Lin Fang's figure began to loom like a screen portrait that had lost its signal.

"It's not good, someone is interfering with my Fa" Wutong exclaimed, stepping on the seven star steps, walking back and forth around the direction of Beidou, his hand was full of spirit runes at some point, and sprinkled into the air.

The runes arced beautifully in the air, only to slide to the ground like waste paper.

Wutong's face changed drastically, and he put the wound that had been bitten on his left index finger to his mouth and bit it hard

The wound on the index finger was even bigger, and the blood kept flowing out, Wutong smiled bitterly, smeared the blood evenly on the spirit rune, and struggled to disperse towards Lin Fang's figure that was about to disappear.

"Shakyamuni, the gods are one. Qi is mixed into reality, and the soul returns"

"Ah Hao, is it really you" The female ghost sighed faintly.

Everyone knew that the female ghost was asking Jiang Wenhao, but the professor had seen a real ghost, his legs were already trembling involuntarily, and he looked at the female ghost's chest falling together, and the words seemed to come from his chest, and he didn't dare to answer at all.

"I'm really embarrassed to see you like this." The female ghost seemed to understand Professor Jiang's thoughts, and her body began to twist, and slowly, flesh and blood began to grow around her neck.

Jiang Wenxi watched all this in horror, and his body trembled even more. Not only him, but Ding Xiaolan had never seen such a terrifying scene, and her body was trembling slightly.

"Dry is the key, dry is shocking. If you take it, you will dive, and if you shoot it, you will float. Decline is death, prosperity is life. Wutong chanted the incantation loudly, followed by another shout: "Soul Channel"

I saw Wutong throw a golden talisman towards the female ghost in red, and between the flicks of his hand, the seven spiritualist lamps suddenly went out and then spontaneously combusted without fire, and a faint smoke slowly rose from the fire, gathering but not dispersing.

Wutong bit his index finger and shot a little blood into a conjuring lamp in front of him, but in the blink of an eye, there was a dazzling golden light in the burning flame of the conjuring lamp.

Wutong shouted "lead" again, and the golden light in the soul lamp actually surged towards the female ghost in red like a stream of fireflies, wrapping around her body like flowing water.

The flesh and blood that grew on the neck of the female ghost in red gradually condensed and formed, and her face began to appear in front of everyone, but her facial features were still unclear.

"The soul returns" Wutong formed a magic seal with both hands and shouted again, his voice was ups and downs, and the tone was full of ancient rhyme, as if he had come through time and space to sneak into everyone's hearts.

"Zhengfeng, thank you for your help" The female ghost in red sighed softly, and her pretty facial features appeared in front of everyone.

"Ah Fang, is it really you" Jiang Wenhao finally couldn't control his emotions and cried out.

"It's me." At this time, everyone saw the face of the female ghost in red clearly. Even Qi Lu confirmed that the female ghost in front of him was Lin Fang who he took pictures of.

Lin Fang looked like an ordinary person, but the jade eyes kept bleeding blood and tears, one drop by one, flowing downward, and as soon as they fell to the ground, they evaporated like air.

Lin Fang looked at Jiang Wenhao intently, as if the people around her did not exist, and she muttered: "After so many years, I didn't expect to see you again." For this moment, even if my soul is gone, what is it?"

Lin Fang's words made everyone feel sad, and Jiang Wenhao was even more in tears.

"I'm sorry, Ah Fang, I regret it so much" Jiang Wenhao's voice choked, "I, I" He actually cried like a child, and couldn't say a word anymore.

Qi Lu hurriedly reminded Professor Jiang: "Professor, now is not the time for children to be in love, hurry up and ask Lin Fang, who killed her, and we have to avenge her."

Jiang Wenhao was still crying, as if he hadn't heard Qi Lu's words.

Qi Lu knew that he was in love with the scene, and his heart was sad, so he decided to ask Lin Fang the truth of the matter in person.

At this moment, there was another gust of wind in the house, and Lin Fang's figure began to loom like a screen portrait that had lost its signal.

"It's not good, someone is interfering with my Fa" Wutong exclaimed, stepping on the seven star steps, walking back and forth around the direction of Beidou, his hand was full of spirit runes at some point, and sprinkled into the air.

The runes arced beautifully in the air, only to slide to the ground like waste paper.

Wutong's face changed drastically, and he put the wound that had been bitten on his left index finger to his mouth and bit it hard

The wound on the index finger was even bigger, and the blood kept flowing out, Wutong smiled bitterly, smeared the blood evenly on the spirit rune, and struggled to disperse towards Lin Fang's figure that was about to disappear.

"Shakyamuni, the gods are one. Qi is mixed into reality, and the soul returns"