Don't even mention Lu Xingyan sending Evil Ghosts to eat ghosts.
Even if Lu Xingyan himself ate ghosts, Yuezheng Yan wouldn't be surprised.
Fangtong's ghostly aura flickered, and he soon found the entrance to the underground.
He crashed through a pile of firewood, and his huge body turned into black mist as he squeezed into the cracks in the floor.
After wafting about for quite a while, not a bit of ghost qi managed to seep into the underground.
The face of the ghost with green features and fierce fangs was filled with grievance as he floated back to Lu Xingyan's side, "Master, I can't open it."
"Indeed, you can't open it," Lu Xingyan nodded.
Hearing her say this, Fangtong felt even more aggrieved, "So, those ghosts below, you never intended to let me eat them, did you? You just tricked me into coming out for your amusement?"
