"Whether something happened or not, it hasn't come out yet."
Nangong Yanran's voice was intermittent.
Chu Yao concluded that something must have happened to her side, so she stood up and settled the account.
Ran hurried straight in the direction of the cinema.
Nangong Yanran was called by her, and she absolutely couldn't let her have anything to do.
Once she entered the cinema, she noticed that something was wrong.
So she let go of her spiritual power and began to search for Nangong Yanran's location on a large scale.
Finally found Nangong Yanran in the location on the second floor, that is, in the private room of the pile of ghosts.
She walked briskly up the stairs, she didn't have the time to dwell on the imps who stood in her way.
She had to go up as soon as possible, otherwise not only Nangong Yanran's life would be in danger, but even the group of people from the Ling clan would lose their lives.
After all, it was her mother's relatives, and she couldn't watch her relatives die in front of her like this.
"Get out of the way" Chu Yao released the coercion belonging to the Ghost Emperor at this time, and majestically directly let those little ghosts who tried to get close to her leave.
The aura on her body frightened the little ghosts, and the fear of her was far greater than the one upstairs.
Therefore, they did not dare to come any closer, for fear that if they got close, they would not be able to do even ghosts.
Chu Yao climbed up to the second floor and pushed open the door of the private room.
She saw everyone looking at her.
And Nangong Yanran was surrounded by them and kept practicing, Chu Yao knew that it was the death spell she taught her.
She didn't look at the medium-sized ghosts that were coming at her with teeth and claws.
With a wave of her hand, a pile of dirt appeared at her feet.
With one's eyes shut.
Soon, there was no obstacle to the group of people.
And the group of people looked at Chu Yao vigilantly, and even pointed their weapons at her.
"Sister."
Lingxi'er, who didn't look at this side, looked over here, and just saw Chu Yao appear on her back. “” She didn't want to admit this sister.
It's true.
And Chu Yao didn't look at the group of people from the Ling clan, and directly crossed the encirclement and came to Nangong Yanran's side, asking with concern: "It's okay, it's so dangerous, why don't you use the messenger I gave you."
Chu Yao pursed her eyebrows, and checked Nangong Yanran's body as she spoke.
"Yaoyao, I'm fine, didn't I remember it, besides, my mouth has been practicing the death spell, as long as I don't practice, this group of ghosts will approach us with a vicious look."
Chu Yao was right to think about it, the afterlife spell she taught her really couldn't let the ghosts get close.
They get a headache when they get closer.
Chu Yao was about to talk about her, but she heard an exclamation: "Ah" Chu Yao turned her head, and it was Ling Xi'er who made the sound.
She looks like she's been captured by a ghost.
Chu Yao pursed her eyebrows, added an enchantment to the outside of this group of people, and walked quickly in the direction where Ling Xi'er was dragged away.
"Bold" Just as the ghost was about to forcibly pull Ling Xi'er's soul out of his body, Chu Yao rushed over.
With a loud roar, he teleported directly to Lingxi'er.
Rescued Lingxi'er from the hands of the ghost.
She put Lingxi'er in a safe place, after laying an enchantment around her.
Her eyes were cold, but she looked at the ghost with a smile on her face.
Walked a teleportation and came to the ghost.
"Say, what other powerful ghosts do you have here?"
Her voice was gentle, but it was terrifying to the ghost's ears.
"I, I, I only know""",
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