"Give back Brother Qin Luo." Yun Qi, filled with anger, reached out to pull out a Spirit Talisman.
"Stop!" Qin Luo, with his head lowered at a strange angle, pinched his own neck with one hand, "He's just a mortal now, aren't you afraid you'll never see him again?"
Peacock's head stretched out from behind Yun Qi, tilting to look at Qin Luo, and said, "He's not just been replaced; Qin Luo's own consciousness is resisting him. After all, the other side has only a wisp of soul, so they still need the Demon Ghost to control Qin Luo."
Yun Qi nodded, "Mi Long is a Ghost God, no Demon is stronger than himself, so this Brother Qin Luo is the combination of that wisp of soul and Mi Long controlled together."
Blood tears gushed down from Qin Luo's eyes, creating two streaks on his pale face, looking extremely eerie and terrifying.
