Hao Mingyang laughed freely, but as he laughed, he felt a chill running down his back.
At least, he could die.
Amid Nan Yuncai's desperate screaming and struggling, Hao Mingyang completely dissipated.
But he was still tightly held in the arms of that woman with her eyes closed and a gentle face, unable even to dissipate.
Qing Xuzi looked at the female ghost with her eyes closed and felt a chill down his own back.
Such terrifying obsession.
He didn't dare do anything either; at this moment, whoever took out Nan Yuncai, that female ghost would definitely go berserk.
The only solution was to take them both out at the same time, or figure out a way to lock them together, ensure they dissipate together, then take them out together; in that case, the female ghost shouldn't offer any resistance.
Qing Xuzi put the female ghost and Nan Yuncai back into the jade carving.
He quickly took out his phone and dialed a number.
