"Damn!" Seeing this, Xiao Hua was caught completely off guard and was greatly alarmed. He understood that the Rabbit Formation should have contained three hundred and sixty spirit talismans. He was only capable of refining several dozen, far from completing the formation. If the ghost broke through like this, flaws were bound to appear.
Xiao Hua had clearly still underestimated the ghost's cultivation. The instant the thought crossed his mind, the liquid had already penetrated deep into the formation. As soon as it entered, it immediately transformed back into a hand. Although Xue Xue had already activated her Phalaenopsis orchid, the fluttering butterflies were mere fallen leaves before that bizarre hand; the lightning on the Lightning Whip was nothing more than an itch. The hand did not care in the slightest. Before Xue Xue could mount any further resistance, it seized her by the throat!
"How is it? Does it hurt your heart? Or are you already preparing to run away?" The ghost's seven eyes turned into two again. Paired with her delicate yet deathly pale face, she actually wore a somewhat playful expression.
"Put Xue Xue down, and this Xiao will let you deal with me as you please!" Xiao Hua opened his mouth and drew the spirit fire back inside.
"Hahaha, you're quite the affectionate little cultivator!" the ghost laughed. "Do you think you can escape? Do you think this servant will be fooled by your little act of false devotion and let you go?"
"Hahaha, even familial love can be sold out in this world. What affection could possibly be real?" the ghost said with a cold sneer. "If you kill yourself here and now, this servant may consider letting this woman's soul reincarnate!"
"Xiao Lang, don't listen to her!" Xue Xue shouted at this moment. "I