"Don't-" I shouted to stop, and the man rushed into the house.

Mrs. Ye couldn't hear me at all, and she was even indifferent to a group of us breaking into the door, focusing only on the boiling hot water.

Seeing that it was too late to stop her, a black high-heeled leather shoe flew out from behind me, and it hit the copper kettle in Mrs. Ye's hand with a snap.

The kettle broke away from Mrs. Ye's hand, flipped in mid-air, slammed into the opposite wall, and then rolled down the wall to the ground-

"Ahh "My hand ......" The palm of her hand hanging in the air was scalded off a layer of flesh and skin, and it was miserable.

Mrs. Ye was hurt and worried, but I, who rushed into the kitchen first, had to throw her aside and stick the evil charm on the copper kettle.

Hissing-

As soon as I got closer, a thick black mist burst out of the spout, rolling bigger and bigger.

Howl-

There were several hideous faces entangled in the tumbling black mist, who, like Mrs. Ye, had once been the users of the copper kettle, but unfortunately they were asked for their lives and were trapped in this kettle and became resentful spirits.

Those faces were rolling and changing, and I couldn't count how many there were.

This was not a resentful spirit, but a group of evil spirits, and the evil charm in my hand burned uncontrollably, so frightened that I hurriedly let go and abandoned it.

Howl-

A head full of fangs squeezed out a black mist, and when it opened its mouth to bite me, I hurriedly retreated to avoid it.

"Old lady, bear with me, we'll take you to the hospital right away." Two policemen also came in and helped the injured Mrs. Ye up from the ground.

"Come on-" Several voices shouted chaotically and arrogantly, and the rolling black mist rushed straight towards Mrs. Ye and them.

"Be careful!" I yelled, pulling the Angel Blade out of my satchel and intercepting it in the middle of the process.

The black mist came to my face, and I only felt cold to my bones, and I froze and stiffened.

Countless claws were tearing at me, threatening to drag me deep into hell.

I screamed in pain, and the angel's blade swung with difficulty in the entanglement of the black mist, which only dissipated a little, and then relentlessly entangled.

"Presumptuous!" Si Yufan snorted coldly, and the whole world trembled, and before I could react, I felt him ring from behind, and his big hand holding my blade stabbed at the center of the black mist.

Howl-

The stabbed spirits, the entangled wraiths let out a sharp scream, and dissipated with a snort, and the remaining wisps of black mist also retracted into the copper kettle, and there was no movement.

The spirits receded, but the damage they had done still affected me, my eyes fluttering, my eyes blurred as I stared at the motionless copper kettle lying on the ground, and I couldn't breathe.

Si Yufan took me into his arms, lowered his head, and pressed his face up.

"Relax, relax......" he whispered softly in my ear, pulling me out of that dark and horrible world little by little.

I came to my senses and turned my face to him.

He pressed his lips up and kissed me.

While feeling the softness of his lips, I also tasted his power, and the warm current once again flowed through my mouth and nose, and healed me.

I turned around with difficulty, two small hands against his chest, pushing him away a bit.

Our lips parted, and I saw white qi drifting from his mouth into mine.

I pursed my lips and refused to smoke.

I hung my head and stepped back - it made me feel like a monster.