The little ghost came on fiercely, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it lunged at Xin Lin.
"Xin Lin, watch out!"
Murong Ziyue was shocked; the Snake Shadow Whip in her hand lashed toward the little ghost.
But at her side, several young masters and misses of Fengdong seized the chance to swarm up and surround Murong Ziyue.
Murong Ziyue was furious.
"Get out of the way. If you don't, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Those people had no intention of stepping aside. Enraged, Murong Ziyue's Snake Shadow Whip suddenly turned a blazing red, whip shadows piling one over another as she lashed toward them.
Over there, Mu Feng saw Murong Ziyue being entangled and was overjoyed, controlling the little ghost to launch a fierce attack on Xin Lin.
"Good timing."
Seeing the little ghost zooming over, Xin Lin merely curled her lips.
She'd just been worrying she had no chance to teach Mu Feng a lesson.
