Xiao Taohong's move frightened Ruan Xinzhi, who was posing as a Mage, to death.
This time, it truly seemed he had encountered a real ghost.
Ruan Xinzhi was so terrified that he lost all his lustful thoughts and shakily wanted to run out the door, but his legs were trembling so much that he could barely walk, let alone run!
"Aunt, the lowly one didn't recognize you and has offended. I beg you, Aunt, please do not take it to heart," Ruan Xinzhi could only kneel on the ground, frantically kowtowing, hoping that the little ghost in front of him would spare him.
"He he he...! Old man, what are you afraid of?"
Xiao Taohong's body and head separated. Her body went over to lift Xuexue from the ground and lay her on the bed.
Meanwhile, the bald head flew right in front of Ruan Xinzhi, making strange laughter, and asked with its mouth opening and closing.
