The moment the door opened, a faint wisp of yin energy wafted in.
Shen Jin Huan curled the corners of her lips. It was just another group of despicable scoundrels.
However, no matter how disdainful she felt in her heart, her outward appearance was just like that of an ordinary young girl.
She looked a bit frightened, her fingers nervously clutching the door frame. After all, someone had knocked on the door suddenly, and when she opened it, there was no one outside. It was only natural for her to have all sorts of wild thoughts and feel a bit flustered.
"Who is it?"
She called out in a panicked voice a few times.
Only when she was sure there was really no one did she close the door.
The people from the Paranormal Bureau watching from the screen were all filled with doubts. This young girl had damaged two of their mechanical flies before. They didn't know if it was intentional or not.
Moreover, they had found out that she seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.
On June 10th, during the trip to the Kunlun Ruins, she wasn't among Ji Yan's group. She had suddenly emerged. They expanded the scope and screened the lists of all the people in those few days, but still couldn't find any trace of her.
In other words, this girl was currently in a state of being unidentifiable.
This immediately caught their attention. But with that reaction just now, she didn't seem like a superpowered being?
That delicate and pitiful, faintly fearful appearance made their hearts almost melt. They even secretly lamented that they were being mean by using such unclean things as props to test her.
After closing the door, Shen Jin Huan laughed. A bunch of useless idiots still trying to test your grandma!
Her temper was always unpredictable. When she was in a good mood, she could be very sweet. When she was in a bad mood, she could be like a human icebox. When dealing with different people, Shen Jin Huan would subconsciously interact with them in the way that made her happiest.
Of course, this only applied to those people who were affected by the Chen Huan Pearl.
For others, it all depended on luck.
Since she had won a few games just now and was in a good mood, she didn't bother with them.
She took a bottle of ice-cold cola from the refrigerator and walked to the French window. Eh, that car downstairs. This man was really persistent. He was here again.
Just as she was about to draw the curtain, her finger paused on the folds of the curtain. The temperature in the room suddenly dropped. In an instant, with her as the center, orange starlight filled the air.
The pendulum stopped once again.
She turned around. Behind her was a living corpse with a blue face and long fangs. Judging from its clothing and appearance, it should be from the Ming Dynasty.
It wasn't easy for this little thing to reach this level.
It must have been fed a lot of precious treasures. It was a pity that Shen Jin Huan didn't fancy this level. And nowadays, these sorcerers really had no sense of aesthetics. They had chosen such an ugly one. She disgustedly took a piece of A4 paper, moistened it a bit, and pasted it on the ugly thing's face.
Block it. If it was blocked, she wouldn't have to see it!
Being disgusted by this thing made her very uncomfortable. Even such an ugly little idiot dared to show off in front of her. It seemed that it had no idea what the taste of a soul-destroying combo was.
She walked outside. Sure enough, there was a Taoist priest with a long beard performing a spell. Shen Jin Huan began to sigh. Today's inauspiciousness was really something!
She didn't even go out, yet trouble still came to her. One after another, they all came to drain her energy. It seemed that she really had to change to another place.
This person was not from the same group as the ones just now. The auras were different.
She had never been merciful to these insignificant ants who had ill intentions towards her.
Shen Jin Huan's physique was like the flesh of Tang Seng. It was normal for some crooked sorcerers to have bad ideas when they saw her.
This damned thing definitely wanted to use her as a cauldron.
Hah.
Her hand was covered with a layer of orange starlight. She easily lifted him up, walked to the roof, and left him suspended in mid-air.
She slowly walked back into the room and stood in the same place as before.
After snapping her fingers.
The living corpse behind her turned into ashes.
"Ah!!!" Accompanied by a shrill scream.
A dark shadow fell from the roof.
Shen Jin Huan stood by the window with a smile, watching him fall.
"Boom!"
After a loud noise, the old Taoist priest smashed heavily onto the concrete ground, and soon blood spread out.