"Heh heh."
Long Ya grinned, the dragon head affectionately rubbed its master's wrist.
"I was scared to death."
Jin Jing, with lingering fear, said: "That Bone Hand is too terrifying, one claw down, blood and flesh are sucked dry, turning into withered bones."
"What is he doing in the Human Realm?"
Little Kingfisher, accustomed to bloody scenes and brutal killings, showed no signs of fear, and even seemed slightly excited.
The Ghost General is here, can the Ghost Market be far away?
This time, they must be able to track down the clues and see the whole picture of the Ghost Market.
"He came to pick up the goods."
Jin Jing guessed secretly, unable to hide her hatred in her words: "The goods they mentioned might be the human female cultivators, sold as ghost slaves in the Ghost Realm."
"I see."
Lin Qingluo's face darkened, "You guys go back to the Orb and rest, Yin'er and I will track down the whereabouts of the Ghost General."
"Be careful."