This scene was very strange. The densely packed paper effigies were like soldiers, surrounding Song Shi in a circle in the blink of an eye.
In the snow, living people landed one after another, sealing off Song Shi's escape route.
Hong Luo was wearing a long red dress. Her face was like a young girl's, and her face was exquisite. She sized up Song Shi with a teasing look in her eyes.
Her voice was crisp and long, "Should I call you Song Shi, Blood-Robed old ghost, or Ye Wenzhong?"
"What's Guardian Hong Luo's relationship with this person?"
Lu Bingxuan, who was emitting Mystic Ice Law Power and had snow-white eyebrows and beard, seemed to be deep in thought.
"A year ago, I summoned the projection of an evil god in Silken City to cut off the Dragon Vein Qi. This person's previous body was one of the sacrifices. He should have died, but this body is still here. I'm quite curious how he slipped away under my nose."
