Shi Beiyu was worried. “No, she’s trapped. We need to go back immediately.”
Huo Sikai:”! ! !”
Leng Jiuchen frowned. “What about the Fox Fairy? where is she?”
“She’s already gone to check on the situation.”
Leng Jiuchen nodded. “Then let’s go.”
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The night in the village was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.
In a room with a weak light, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl was still standing on the desk in front of the window, drawing talisman papers.
The black umbrella beside the desk trembled from time to time. She glanced at it and sneered, “It’s a waste of effort.”
At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew outside the window, blowing open the tightly shut old-fashioned window.
Following that, the talisman papers on the table fell to the ground.
When the little girl saw this, her tender face was filled with anger.
