When the ghost had a head, Shuangshuang wasn't afraid of him. Moreover, in the situation where his head was chopped off by herself, Shuangshuang lifted her foot and kicked directly.
The result was that her kick went through the air, her leg passed through the shadow's body since the shadow was a ghost, and Shuangshuang couldn't touch him at all, but the ghost could touch Shuangshuang.
As Shuangshuang's kick missed, her body naturally leaned forward, just in time for the shadow's hands to grip her neck with enormous force, like iron pincers.
Shuangshuang's throat immediately ached from the grip, but she refrained from struggling aimlessly and swiftly swung the short knife in her hand, slashing down fiercely across her chest.
The short knife was exceptionally sharp in slashing at ghosts, Shuangshuang felt no resistance, and the shadow's hands gripping her snapped apart.
