Dark Phoenix landed on the ground and placed the two of them in front of the gates of Hell.
Meng Jingtian went up to check the gates of Hell first. He didn’t know if this was a “Door”that could be entered through direct interaction, or if there were any triggering conditions or if there was any danger.
He had only taken two steps when he heard a loud scream behind him, giving him a fright.
Just as he turned around, a white phantom rushed into his arms.
Meng Jingtian was stunned and almost threw this “Phantom”out of reflex. When he regained his senses, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up as he teased, “Aren’t you not afraid?”
The “Phantom”that had just rushed over was, of course, not a “Ghost”, but Jiang Ruxue.
Hearing Meng Jingtian’s words, Jiang Ruxue also felt a little embarrassed and blushed. She raised her head pitifully and said innocently, “There’s a Ghost!”
