If he continued to investigate according to this clue, he would be able to find a way to find out the true identity of the ghost behind the scenes.
"Qing Xiao-Qing Xiao-"
"Miss song ..."
“..”
At this moment, a few shrieks pierced through the mist and entered song qingxiao's ears.
The old Daoist's voice was hoarse, as if he had shouted until his throat was sore, but he still called song qingxiao's name.
Song Changqing's anxious voice was also mixed in, ""Little junior sister-"
Song Qing's expression turned cold. He immediately kept his sword and stepped out of the city wall.
She took a big step forward, and the coldness on her body drove away the thick fog.
The evil spirits in the fog seemed to be extremely afraid of her killing intent. Wherever she went, the fog would retreat.
In a few steps, song qingxiao had already stepped out of the thick fog.
The city behind them disappeared, and Shen villa was once again surrounded by the yin Qi.
