Xia Xin saw this scene, gritted his teeth, didn't think twice, and pounced directly to grab Mrs. Wei's hands, trying to pull her back.
Seemingly aware of what he was doing, the ghost hands that were swirling around suddenly stretched towards Xia Xin.
Those ghost hands, with their claws bared as if to shred Xia Xin apart.
Xia Xin subconsciously took out the Evil-Expelling Talisman he carried on his body and threw it at those ghost hands.
The ghost hands were momentarily repelled.
Jiangli caught a glimpse of Xia Xin's situation and frowned, instinctively reaching for the long spear beside her.
At the same time.
The blood that had merged with the female ghost and the flesh ball gave birth to countless ghost hands, growing crazily towards Jiangli like dense clusters of coral.
One after another, these ghost hands, like the mournful and bitter ghosts in the night, carried an overwhelming Evil Qi, intent on engulfing Jiangli.
