"Idiot!" Ling Heng roared sharply, and was about to grab Ye August, but his movements were still slow for a moment, and Zheng Weiwei's two ghost hands had already touched Ye August's neck.

"Bastard!"

With another roar, Ling Heng grabbed Ye Yue's waist with one arm, and pointed the spirit halberd with the other hand at Zheng Weiwei's heart, the spirit halberd pierced her body, and Zheng Weiwei immediately let out a piercing scream.

Her heart was burned by the halberd, and a bowl-sized hole appeared, and her entire body burned with it.

Ling Heng withdrew the Spirit Halberd and looked at Ye Yue, who was unconscious in the crook of his arm, his brows furrowed fiercely.

"Boss, he's going to run!" Mo Xiaoya suddenly shouted, and quickly rushed to the murderer who was about to take the opportunity to escape.

"He can't run!" Ling Heng pushed Ye August into Mo Xiaoya's arms, flew into the air in the blink of an eye, and swooped down towards the murderer like an eagle chasing its prey.

The Soul Gathering Bottle emitted a pale white soft light, and it sucked the murderer into it without giving him a chance to escape.

Mo Xiaoya shouted anxiously at this time: "Boss, Zheng Weiwei is about to be scattered!" ”

Ling Heng quickly turned to look at Zheng Weiwei, who was scorched by the power of the spirit halberd, and there was still a fierce light in his eyes.

In a hundred years, he has never harmed an innocent ghost, especially this kind of victim who has turned into a ghost, he will show mercy to his subordinates out of mercy and do not care about them.

But today, he was unusual, and he couldn't wait to shatter Zheng Weiwei's soul into pieces.

Reason finally overcame his anger, and when Zheng Weiwei's soul was about to be burned, Ling Heng aimed his palm at her, and a wave of aura enveloped her body in time, repairing her broken soul.

"Zheng Weiwei, you can release your resentment, because you died innocently. But if you hurt innocent people again, you will become a sinner just like the person who killed you! Go to the underworld now with your resentment, and the king of Hades will judge you fairly! ”

After Ling Heng finished speaking, he once again used the Spirit Halberd to draw a portal to the underworld, sending Zheng Weiwei's soul away.

"Boss, when will you be able to pass on this skill to me?" Mo Xiaoya asked enviously.

Ling Heng put away the Spirit Halberd and said arrogantly, "This is the unique secret method of this Spirit Clan, how can I teach you an outsider?" Besides, this portal can only send souls to the underworld, what's the use of you learning it? If you want to go to the underworld, I can send you away at any time! ”

Mo Xiaoya hurriedly shook her head like a rattle, "Then don't do it, I can't leave yet!" ”

"If you don't forget what you're supposed to do!" Ling Heng walked towards her with a cold face, and without saying anything, he picked up Ye August with a princess hug.

"Boss, what are you?" Mo Xiaoya was stunned, she had been following Ling Heng for fifty years, this was the first time she had seen Ling Heng pick up a woman!

Ling Heng explained expressionlessly: "Zheng Weiwei's resentment has hurt her, and she must force out the resentment in her body as soon as possible. ”

Mo Xiaoya immediately patted her chest and said, "I'm good at this!" I can digest any anger, resentment, and ghostly anger! ”

"What are you doing here? What is this place and how did I end up here? ”

Xing Jiang walked over to them dizzily, he felt stars in his head and birdsong in his ears, and he just instinctively asked about his situation.

"Officer Xing, why did you get out of the car?" Mo Xiaoya's attention suddenly focused on Xing Jiang, and she trotted towards him with a nervous face.

"What the hell is wrong with me? Ay? Is the person Detective Ling is holding Miss Ye? What happened to her? Xing Jiang shook his head vigorously, and was about to go to see Ye August.

Mo Xiaoya had already come to his side and held him steadily, and then said in a brisk tone: "It's nothing to do in August, it's just that I fainted, and it will be fine in a while." Your body has just recovered, hurry back to the car, I'll send you home to rest! ”

"No, I'm fine!" Xing Jiang gently pushed Mo Xiaoya away, and insisted on going to see Ye August's condition.

Ling Heng was carrying Ye August and walked over, and when he passed by Xing Jiang's side, he said indifferently: "She's fine, you don't have to worry about it!" ”

"Hey!" Xing Jiang wanted to keep up with Ling Heng, but his body was not very obedient, and he stumbled a little when he took a step.

Mo Xiaoya took the trouble to support him again, and said to him patiently: "Officer Xing, you really don't have to worry about August, what you need to take care of most now is yourself!" Let's go, tell me where your house is, I'll send you home first, and I'll tell you what just happened on the way. ”

Ling Heng carried Ye August to the car, Xing Jiang could only helplessly watch them leave, and then came back to his senses and asked, "Where is Detective Ling going to take her?" ”

"I guess I'll be sent to the hospital." Mo Xiaoya lied.

"Hospital? Then I'm going to the hospital too! Xing Jiang's attitude was very resolute.

"You don't have to go to the hospital!" As she spoke, Mo Xiaoya grabbed Xing Jiang's arm hard, and dragged this mighty and majestic man who was more than 1.80 meters tall to the car.

After Mo Xiaoya got into the car, she fastened Xing Jiang's seat belt in one go and started the car handsomely.

Xing Jiang sat weakly in the co-pilot, looking at Mo Xiaoya, who was slender but had great strength, for the first time in his life, he "confessed".

Ling Heng was just stiff-mouthed in front of Xing Jiang just now, his car speed was extremely fast, and he didn't dare to delay for a moment to bring Ye August back to the detective agency.

The innermost room on the second floor was his bedroom, and in a hurry, the collar that he had always tied meticulously was unbuttoned by Ye August, and when he put Ye August on the bed, the scar on his right neck was exposed to the air.

But Ling Heng didn't care about buttoning it up now, eagerly took off Ye Yue's strap skirt, and savagely tore open her T-shirt.

A palm-sized black mark appeared on Ye August's snow-white and smooth chest, and her pink cherry lips also turned dark purple.

Ling Heng stared at the black mark on her chest with a gloomy face, and was about to stretch out his palm to it to expel this resentment from Ye Xia's body.

Suddenly, he noticed Ye August's dark purple lips and couldn't help but froze.

The change in lip color made Ye August's originally pure and cute face appear a strange change, and her face was covered with a strange sense of bewitchment.

Ling Heng took off her glasses and stared at her face carefully, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that she seemed to have seen this face somewhere, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

"Hmm-" Ye August let out a painful sigh suddenly, and her delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"What the hell am I doing?" Ling Heng abruptly withdrew his gaze from Ye Xue's face, focused on aiming his palm at her chest, and used his spiritual power to suck out the remaining resentment in her body, and then dissolved the black resentment that gathered into a ball in the air.

"Ling, Detective Ling?" Ye August opened his eyes quickly and called him in a daze.

"Don't move! Don't open your eyes! ”

Ling Heng immediately pulled the quilt in a panic and rudely covered Ye Xueyue's body, along with her face.

"Good thing I reacted quickly!" Ling Heng happily thought in his heart, and was about to go out like a nobody, when Ye August's vague call for help came from under the quilt.

"I—I'm out of breath!"

Ye August felt lightheaded, her body seemed to be trapped in soft cotton, the quilt pressed her mouth and nose, she wanted to lift the quilt but did not have the slightest strength, she could only use all her strength to call for help.

Ling Heng had no choice but to walk to the bed again, lifted the quilt, and revealed Ye August's little face that was suffocated and red.

Her lips have regained their pinkness, but because of the lack of oxygen, her slightly open eyes look a little misty, with a bit of bewildering charm.

Ling Heng froze again.

His heart, which had been silent for a hundred years, beat faster, as if awakened by something, and even his Adam's apple couldn't help but move.

A nameless fire rose in his heart, burning him so hot that he couldn't stand it anymore.

"You need to rest now, don't move!"

Ling Heng pressed two fingers on Ye August's eyebrows, and Ye August fell asleep instantly.

"Damn it!" Ling Heng scolded in a low voice and walked out quickly, slamming the bedroom door deafeningly.

Coming to the bathroom on the first floor, Ling Heng washed his face several times with cold water, looking at his somewhat reddened eyes and pale almost transparent face in the mirror, Ling Heng clenched his teeth, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

His body began to tremble slightly, and his hands tried his best to support the sink, but he couldn't suppress the cold sweat dripping down large pieces, and they broke on the sinks one by one.

Finally, he couldn't hold it anymore, so he could only lean against the wall, and his body slid to the ground little by little.

"There's still half a year to go, and I'll really never see you again?" Ling Heng closed his eyes, but his brows were still tightly locked.

After Ye August woke up, he was stunned when he opened his eyes.

"Where is this? Why is this bed so comfortable? Hey? How is this room decorated in the style of the Republic of China? Yes! Am I dead, crossed? ”

Ye August sat up suddenly, and suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing on his chest.

"How do you get cold?" Ye August lowered his head in confusion.

"Ahh This is what the rascal did? I'm going to call the police! ”

Ye August screamed and pulled the quilt, and was about to find a mobile phone to call the police.

"Did you take the wrong medicine? How do you scream? ”

Ling Heng pushed open the door at this moment and said coldly.

"Detective Ling? Ah, is that you? Ye August's little face immediately turned the color of pig liver, and he looked at Ling Heng in disbelief, not daring to think about what had just happened.

Ling Heng nodded very frankly, "That's right, it's me!" If I hadn't saved you in time, you would have been killed by resentment! ”

"What do you say? What resentment? Ye August asked in confusion, clutching the quilt nervously.

Ling Heng walked towards her and said impatiently, "You won't have amnesia again, will you?" Have you forgotten that you didn't do your best to block in front of me before, trying to stop Zheng Weiwei's resentful spirit, but because of your self-indulgence, you brought me so much trouble! ”

"Huh? Is there such a thing? Ye August rubbed his head suspiciously and muttered, "Also, why do you say that I have amnesia again?" ”