"Kid, show all your skills. I won't even have to lift a finger; my little disciple here can handle you." Corpse Ginseng said shamelessly, then hid in a particularly sly manner behind Fang Lin.
Fang Lin rolled his eyes. This guy had actually managed to turn him into a human shield.
Chen Wu tapped at his Nine Palace Bag, and an odd artifact appeared in his hand.
The item was a small and delicate stone carving, but despite its size it was still extremely fierce in appearance. It was the head of a wicked ghost, green-faced and fanged, with bulging eyes that sent chills down your spine.
Seeing that Chen Wu had taken out this item, He Qiannian, who was on the sidelines, immediately changed his expression and quickly yelled out, "Do not use that object!"
However, Chen Wu's rage had already clouded his judgment, and he did not hear He Qiannian at all. He suddenly slapped his chest, and a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out, dropping on to the Ghost Head Engravings.
