The female ghost Jiang Qianqian turned her head, only to meet a heavy black iron hammer swinging straight at her.
Clang!
It sounded as though it had struck metal or stone.
A deathly pale, withered hand caught the hammer and slowly pushed it aside, revealing a ghostly face covered in a bizarre grin.
"Hehehe, you're looking for me too?"
Her cold, rasping voice brimmed with boundless malice. "You'd better be able to tell me what you want with me!"
Jiang Chen's expression remained unchanged. "I'm looking for you mainly about the child."
At the word "child," the resentment surrounding the female ghost intensified. Her pitch-black resentment gradually grew as thick as ink.
"Child... child... child..."
She kept murmuring.
Her expression grew increasingly frenzied, her face twisting until it barely looked human!
"Aaahhh..."
Amid her shrill screams, she suddenly struck, extending a chicken-claw-like hand as a sinister aura spread.
Jiang Chen dared not take her lightly either. He instantly sounded the Kui Ox Drum twice. Eerie figures emerged across the Yin God Hammer as he swung it with all his strength.
With a tremendous crash, he was sent flying.
The female ghost only retreated two steps before suddenly vanishing from the spot, her ghastly laughter echoing through the air.
Jiang Chen's brows knitted tightly.
He had barely landed and turned his head when he saw a horrifying ghostly face less than a centimeter from his own, staring straight at him.
"Heh..."
Jiang Qianqian's strange laughter stopped abruptly.
Because at that moment, Jiang Chen suddenly leaned forward, closing that last centimeter, then opened his mouth and gave the female ghost's face a hefty lick.
"Fuck! What are you doing?! Ghost Qi +999!"
Goosebumps instantly covered the female ghost.
"You can fucking put your mouth on a ghost too??? Ghost Qi +999!... Ghost