AWB Chapter 533
Chapter 533
Ling Yanyan swung the rope in his hand, instantly looping it around the female ghost's neck. Then, he clenched his other fist and punched the female ghost in the forehead.
Ling Yanyan's punch was extremely fast, and even an ordinary person would find it difficult to avoid.
The female ghost had been soaked in black dog blood, so it could naturally smell the scent. Therefore, when Ling Yanyan's fist came, it subconsciously closed its eyes.
"Bang!"—The fist landed, but Ling Yanyan's face showed a puzzled expression.
Because the punch landed completely on empty air.
His palm pierced through the female ghost's head, but only touched air.
"What's going on?" Ling Yanyan was stunned for a moment, but he immediately realized that this was not an illusion.
Ling Yanyan frowned, withdrew his hand, and then stuck out his tongue to lick the back of his right hand, discovering that it was stained with a light red liquid.
"This is blood!" Ling Yanyan's heart skipped a beat.
He raised his hand again and punched the female ghost in the forehead.
"Bang!" This time, Ling Yanyan's arm touched the female ghost's body, and it was a real, solid touch.
However, it still passed through the female ghost's body.
"Is that really so?" Ling Yanyan's expression turned serious. The female ghost indeed did not have a physical form.
He tried other methods to attack the female ghost, but all of them failed.
The female ghost seemed to realize that Ling Yanyan couldn't harm her, so she became a little bolder and slowly approached Ling Yanyan, attempting to launch a sneak attack.
"You're courting death!" Ling Yanyan roared, and in a flash, he arrived in front of the female ghost and grabbed her by the neck.
The female ghost struggled, but to no avail.
Ling Yanyan pinned it to the ground, then grabbed its throat with both hands. The female ghost's cheeks immediately flushed red, her eyes widened, and she became...
It was filled with fear.
"Please spare me, please spare me!" the female ghost wailed, her voice growing weaker and weaker.
"Let you go?" Ling Yanyan's eyes flashed with a cold light. He said coldly, "You've killed so many people, and now you're telling me you're letting you go? Do you think that's possible?"
"Ugh! Ugh!" The female ghost struggled desperately, but she could not break free from Ling Yanyan's restraints.
"I will imprison you in the Maoshan Secret Realm and torture you every day for thirty years, making you suffer the most cruel punishments in the world until you die!" Ling Yanyan said sternly.
"Ugh!" The female ghost's pupils shrank sharply, her face filled with horror. She knew that Ling Yanyan was telling the truth, and that he would really do it.
The female ghost suddenly began to struggle frantically, trying to break free from Ling Yanyan's grasp.
"Bang!" Ling Yanyan punched the female ghost in the stomach.
The female ghost's face contorted instantly, her body curled up, and her ghostly aura gradually weakened before finally dissipating.
Ling Yan Yan released his grip, and the female ghost fell to the ground. She lay there motionless, clearly dead.
Ling Yanyan returned to the pavilion. He had caused such a commotion that even if Yan Chixia wanted to cover it up for him, she couldn't.
Yan Chixia was speechless. Didn't this guy say he would follow the plan? Why is he being so impulsive now?
For a moment, Yan Chixia wanted to go and help, but remembering the plan they had agreed on, he didn't make a move.
He believed in Ling Yanyan's strength; based on the power he had previously displayed in front of him, dealing with a female ghost like this should be a simple matter.
As Yan Chixia had predicted, Ling Yanyan returned not long after.
A smile appeared on Yan Chixia's lips as he stroked his beard and said with a grin, "Ling Yanyan, you really haven't disappointed me."
The moment Ling Yanyan returned to the pavilion, Nie Xiaoqian noticed him and looked at him.
Upon seeing this, Ling Yanyan revealed a handsome smile and walked towards the center of the lake.
Because it was evening, the wind was strong and it was quite cool.
A cool breeze stirred the flowing gauze curtains hanging beside the pavilion as Ling Yanyan slowly walked inside.