"I'm not its match."
As soon as Ma Xiaotong said this, the pupils of Lin Rui and Qin Huan contracted sharply.
"What?"
"Xiaotong, are you injured? Is it serious?"
Ma Xiaotong shook her head and said:
"It's alright, just a significant loss of power, but it's not a big problem. We'd better think about what we should do now."
Indeed.
What should they do now?
Zhang Feng has disappeared somewhere.
The only one among them capable of confronting that supernatural entity, Ma Xiaotong, isn't its match.
Doesn't that make them all the more powerless?
Are they just supposed to sit here and await their doom?
At this moment.
A voice full of energy rang out:
"Forensic Doctor Lin, Qin Huan, you run quickly; leave this to us three old folks!"
Saying this, Gu Changfeng, Qin Hai, and Zhang Tianzhi stepped forward with weapons that were useless against the fierce ghost, blocking the path of the two women and one ghost.
Forming a triangular stance, vigilantly surveying the surroundings.
