The Spiritual Energy dispersed, and Ghost Shiva's murky old eyes watched Xin Lin sinisterly in the dark night.
"Whoever Ghost Shiva wants to catch, even if they escape to the ends of the earth, they'll still have nowhere to run."
Ghost Shiva sneered.
"Auntie, your skills have grown stronger, making us juniors truly envious. Up ahead is the scene of the incident; please hurry and see if you can find any clues about the female ghost."
Mu Chen quickly put on a sycophantic smile and led Ghost Shiva forward.
The Fengdong guards had already surrounded the site.
Murong Ziyue was kneeling to one side, her face full of tears.
A flower-decorated sedan was not far away; there were pools of blood on the ground.
There were a dozen or so people escorting the bride, all of whom had vanished.
On the ground, there were only bloodstains.
As before, the female ghost directly devoured the people, leaving nothing behind.
Upon seeing Mu Chen and Ghost Shiva approach, the guards dispersed.
