Wu Ling had her back to the camera the entire time, so it was impossible to see what she took out.
The sound of her chanting a spell came through the video, its strange tones like some kind of mysterious song.
As Wu Ling chanted, the camera seemed to be covered in a layer of fog.
The girl sat on the desk, watching Wu Ling.
A faint layer of yin energy emerged from her body, rising from the top of her head like wisps of smoke.
Her figure flickered several times, disappearing and reappearing.
After a few times, she returned to normal.
The yin energy disappeared too.
Wu Ling stopped chanting.
"See? I told you it wouldn't work." The girl spread her hands.
Wu Ling said nothing and looked back at the camera.
The camera moved, and the image shook.
"What are you going to do?" the girl's voice came through the video.
The camera steadied again. Liu Miao was walking toward the girl.
The girl's expression changed, and she jumped down from the desk.
"What are you going to do?" she asked again.
Suddenly, her figure vanished from where she stood and appeared behind the desk.
Her voice rose, turning shrill. "What are you going to do?!"
She looked very nervous.
Liu Miao remained calm, steadily walking toward her.
On the other side, Ye Qing approached too, the two of them closing in from either side.
The girl bit her lip, her body tense.
Liu Miao and Ye Qing dashed around the desk and reached for the girl at the same time.
The girl vanished in an instant and didn't reappear.
But Wu Ling turned the camera and rushed out of the room.
Their hurried, disorderly footsteps became the background noise as the image shook violently.
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