It might be that the evil spirit was angered.
It suddenly emerged from a pile of gray smoke, directly lunging at Bai Zhi'er.
It was at this moment that the little one finally saw the fierce ghost's appearance.
A woman whose face was completely burnt beyond recognition.
The skin on her face was peeling off and half-hanging, with ten fingers curled and blackened.
It lunged forward, trying to choke Bai Zhi'er.
However, before it could touch Bai Zhi'er.
It heard a great sound "dang" ring out in the air.
Almost as if someone had struck an ancient bell in a temple.
And almost the instant the sound rang out, the fierce ghost was pinned in the air by a light pink magical glow.
Even though it roared and snarled, it could not struggle free.
Bai Zhi'er's small body seemed to be bathed in a cold white moonlight.
Even her charming and cute little round face carried a hint of seriousness.
The little one had her eyebrows raised proudly and looked calmly defiant.
