With that, Shen Xing raised its hand, and a mirror appeared in its palm. The mirror released a powerful light. Wherever the light passed, the flies were blown into nothingness.
The room was soon filled with the burnt smell of roasted flies.
Chi Jiao raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose. She was relieved when all the flies were eliminated.
Chi Mingwei was completely stunned. He stood on the bed, not knowing what to do. "Is it over?"
The magnetic field stabilized for a moment. Just as Chi Jiao thought that it was safe, Beitang Lie's expression suddenly changed. He shouted, "Wait, Boss, it's not over yet. The magnetic field is still shaking!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dark purple light suddenly shot out of Fang Xiaowei's head and flew to the back of Chi Mingwei's neck.
A sticky and cold little bug crawled into Chi Mingwei's ear.
