A little girl who looked like she had just been born flew out of Zeng Youqian's body.
The child had dark skin, a big head, and a small body. His entire body was dry as if he was dehydrated.
His face was plastered to his face, and his spine could be seen.
However, its eyes were very big, and its eyeballs were completely black.
Its entire body was emitting traces of black gas.
Meng Lang could see clearly that it was a Siamese little ghost.
In order to bring good luck to themselves, some people would make sculptures of children who had just died and seal them up.
This was a bit like a Buddhist master who had formed a golden body after passing away.
However, one was the Buddhist Sect and the other was the Ghost Sect.
Little ghosts could help people get rich, but they could also be used to harm people.
However, people who raised small ghosts would become gloomy and their lifespan would become shorter after a long time.
I told you.
Zeng Youqian used to come from an ordinary family.
Why did his family suddenly become rich?
So he had a little ghost.
The little ghost came out of his body. Zeng Youqian seemed to have been drained of his essence, and he fainted while foaming at the mouth.
"Someone was staring at me during the day. So it was you.”The little ghost opened his dark eyes and smiled sinisterly.
The little ghost's voice was indescribably sinister and terrifying. Every word could make one's heart tremble.
"System, check her level for me.”
[System Notification: Beginner Level 3 Vicious Ghost.]
Level 3 Beginner Murderous Ghost, lower level than the female ghost from last night.
Why was the Yin Qi on his body so heavy?
Kong Qiuluo panicked. She had guessed that the little ghost's level would be higher.
However, he did not expect it to be so powerful.
"Hmph, are you afraid? If you expel me from his body, then I'll occupy your body.”
The little ghost turned into a streak of dark Yin Qi and pounced at Kong Qiuluo.
"Ah!"
Kong Qiuluo cried out in fear and held up the small yellow umbrella in her hand.
Bang!
The little ghost crashed into the small yellow umbrella and bounced back.
Little Yellow emitted a faint golden light.
This umbrella was actually a magic tool for suppressing evil.
No wonder Kong Qiuluo was wearing a sexy outfit to match the little yellow umbrella.
The little ghost bounced back and landed on the ground.
"You actually brought a magic tool. Unfortunately, your cultivation level is too low.”Little Ghost laughed sinisterly.
The system had also checked Kong Qiuluo's cultivation.
The third level was advanced, and he was just a step away from breaking through the first realm.
This level should be considered not bad among his peers.
Someone who could take out such a magic weapon must be from a ghost-catching family. They must have all kinds of cultivation spells and pills as support.
Meng Lang relied on the system to fight alone.
The System was pleased with itself,[Now you know how good I am to you. She is the daughter of a prestigious family. So many resources and materials are not even comparable to your cultivation.]
"Tsk, I'm the host. How dare you have second thoughts!”
[System: You're a useless host.]
The little ghost grabbed Zeng Youqian who was lying on the ground with both hands and injected ghost energy into Zeng Youqian's head.
As the ghost energy entered, Zeng Youqian suddenly stood up straight.
He opened his eyes, which were pitch-black like a little ghost.
Puppet technique?
This little ghost could actually use magic.
The ghost's puppet technique was to transfer one's own ghost qi into the body of a person.
It made people become their puppets and be controlled by ghosts.
Magical artifacts could restrain ghosts, but they were useless against humans.
Zeng Youqian stood up, the veins on his face bulging.
"Go, kill this woman. She lied to you.”Little Ghost hid behind him and controlled it.
Zeng Youqian pounced at Kong Qiuluo.
After cultivating it to the upper level of level 3, its strength and speed were not bad either.
Kong Qiuluo's speed and strength were around 3000.
Zeng Youqian pounced over, and Kong Qiuluo kicked him.
Bang!
A layer of ghostly qi appeared where Kong Qiu's foot landed, blocking it.
He couldn't kick it.
"Hah!"
Zeng Youqian grabbed Kong Qiuluo's long legs with both hands.
He flung her to the side and Kong Qiuluo was thrown out of the pavilion.
Rip...
Kong Qiuluo's dress was torn by the tree beside her.
Kong Qiuluo barely managed to stand firm after using all her strength.
This little brat's strength was definitely not at the level of a Level-3 vicious ghost.
What was going on?
Kong Qiuluo couldn't understand.
Meng Lang found it strange too.
The system's detection would not be wrong, but why were their levels and strength different?
This strength far exceeded the level of a Level-3 vicious ghost.
"Since you've found out where I am, you can't go back alive.”
The little ghost stood on Zeng Youqian's head, walked out of the pavilion, and walked towards Kong Qiuluo.
"Damn Impetuous, come out!"
Kong Qiuluo was so frightened that she was about to cry.
He had almost fallen to his death just now.
Tsk, women are unreliable.
Exposing himself at the critical moment.
Little Ghost heard Kong Qiuluo calling for help.
The little ghost was very surprised. He clearly did not notice that there were other people around him?
Meng Lang didn't move for the time being.
The little ghost turned around and scanned the surroundings warily to make sure that there was no one else.
"Hmph, bluff. There's no one else here to save you.
You have so much yang energy. I have to keep this fat pig. I can't suck his yang qi dry. I won't be full.
After killing you, I can have a good meal.”
The little ghost opened its pitch-black mouth and sucked in Kong Qiuluo's Yang Qi.
Zeng Youqian was considered the host of the little ghost.
The little ghost could absorb his Yang Qi, but it couldn't absorb all of it. Otherwise, Zeng Youqian would be dead.
He couldn't absorb all of it, plus Ceng Youqian didn't have much Yang energy to begin with.
Little Joker had been starving.
A cultivator like Kong Qiuluo had plenty of Yang Qi, and the little ghost could not wait any longer.
Kong Qiuluo could feel her Yang Qi rapidly depleting.
Did Meng Lang run away?
Wouldn't he be dead for sure?
Little Ghost controlled Zeng Youqian to pick up a wooden stick and smash it on the small yellow umbrella.
Magic tools were used to deal with ghosts, and ordinary things couldn't resist them.
Zeng Youqian was a man but not a ghost. He smashed the small yellow umbrella with his rod.
"Hehe, without a magic tool, you're dead. Give me your Yang Qi!"
Without the protection of the magic tool, Kong Qiuluo's cultivation base was not strong enough to defend against the little ghost.
A streak of black smoke pounced towards Kong Qiuluo. The little ghost had attacked.
"Impetuous, you jerk!"
Kong Qiuluo cried.
The time had come.
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