"Dead girl, watch how this old student deals with you!"
Ghost Shiva raised her cane and swung it towards Xin Lin.
She had long heard from Mu Feng and the Second Madam that the little girl accompanying Murong Ziyue was somewhat peculiar.
Mu Feng's ghost control failed, and he was instead bitten back by the little ghost, which also seemed to be related to the other party.
Ghost Shiva just wanted to test her real skills.
Seeing this, Murong Ziyue quickly gathered True Qi into a whip, and with a roll of her Snake Shadow Whip, she entangled the cane.
"Xin Lin, run quickly!"
When Ghost Shiva made a move, it was no small matter.
Murong Ziyue knew that this time, she couldn't escape, and she couldn't drag Xin Lin into this any further.
"Dead girl, you're biting the hand that feeds you. Do you think by secretly learning your dead ghost father's skills, you can challenge this old student?"
Ghost Shiva laughed coldly, a black light suddenly flashing in her all-white old eyes.
