"Aunt, why are you…" Jiang Xue, who had been about to dissuade her stubborn aunt, saw this terrifying scene, and her words came to a screeching halt.
She instantly shrieked, and her eyes almost popped out. The blood drained from her face, her body trembled as if someone had cast a spell on her, and her teeth chattered.
The ghostly shadow seemed to notice their gazes, and it turned its head. Half of its face was rotten, and only a strange bluish-white eyeball remained. It lunged at the two of them with a sinister smile on its bloody mouth. Jiang Xue was so scared that she pissed her pants, her eyes rolled up, and she fainted.
The moment Jiang Xue fainted, the ghostly shadow that was about to pounce on her suddenly burned as if it was on fire. Its figure writhed in pain. It twisted its head and looked at Chen Meilin venomously with its hideous, rotting face.
