Those maids who were controlled by female ghosts were also freed at this moment, and after they gave a grateful salute to Feng Ling, they turned into green smoke and disappeared.

And this splendid hall was once again beaten back to the prototype, at this moment, Feng Ling and the three of them were standing on the dilapidated rooftop, surrounded by a mess, and from time to time there was a small flash of electricity.

After solving the female ghost, Feng Ling walked to Jiese and Xuanji, and saw that Xuanji's face was a little pale, and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Xuanji shook his head and said, "It's okay." ”

The cultivation of female ghosts is higher than that of Xuanji, and it is not easy for Xuanji to stick to his heart for such a long time, otherwise, if Xuanji is not strong, he will have been confused by female ghosts a long time ago, suck up his essence and die!

Standing on the balcony on the top floor, Feng Ling looked at the other two tall buildings.

I didn't find the master in Wu Zhe's mouth, thinking about it, the evil magician should not be in this building, then it should be in one of the other two buildings.

Just as Feng Ling looked at the two buildings, a figure attracted Feng Ling's attention.

Feng Ling looked fixedly, it was...

It turned out to be a teenager!

The young man had very arrogant short red hair and wore a striking black cloak, and he stood at the edge of the top floor, letting the wind blow his cloak and rattle.

At this moment, the young man was also looking at Feng Ling.

The young man was extremely handsome, with a face the size of a palm, skin as white as ice and snow, a pair of large and round almond eyes, and extremely thin lips, but red as blood.

This is a handsome boy like a prince in a fairy tale.

The young man found that Feng Ling was also looking at him, so he smiled and waved at Feng Ling;

Feng Ling was extremely vigilant against the young man who suddenly appeared in front of her, and turned around to see that Jiese and Xuanji were also looking at the young man, and asked, "Have you seen him?" ”

Jiese and Xuanji shook their heads, "No, but..."

It was rare to quit and said solemnly to Feng Ling: "Boss, although we haven't seen him, we know the clothes he wears. ”

"Clothes?" Feng Ling turned her head and looked at the young man again, to be exact, it should be the cloak on the young man's body.

There are indeed not many people wearing cloaks in these days.

But Feng Ling didn't see anything strange and asked, "What's wrong with this cloak?" ”

Xuanji stared at the young man with his eyes, and said word by word: "The only person in this world who can wear this kind of cloak is the 'Grim Reaper!'" ’”

"Death?"

Xuanji nodded and explained to Feng Ling: "The Grim Reaper does not refer to a certain person, but an organization, an organization that specializes in hunting monks and raising and manipulating ghosts, and everyone in this organization is crazy!" ”

"Hunt monks? Raising manipulative ghosts? Feng Ling was surprised, I really didn't expect that there was such an organization in this world?

Jiese added on the side: "It is said that the reason why there have been so many supernatural events over the years is inseparable from the 'Grim Reaper'. ”

Hearing the words of the two, Feng Ling couldn't help but be a little more vigilant and cautious about this 'Grim Reaper' organization.

"Boss," Jiese looked at Feng Ling, "That young man, we must get rid of it!" ”

Xuanji nodded, "Everyone in the 'Death' organization is the enemy of our monks!" ”

Feng Ling nodded, what was she about to say?

saw the figure of the young man on the roof of the opposite building suddenly leap into the air, and then under the curious gaze of Feng Ling and the others, he took out a black bag from his arms.

When Feng Ling saw the bag, she was stunned, and then shouted, "Soul Lock Bag!" ”。

The color and mystery of the ring were unknown, and asked, "Boss, what is the soul lock bag?" ”