Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

Assistant Liu paused slightly, and a doubt flashed across his eyes, "You mean the... Taoist priests convened some time ago?"

Yan Ting responded softly, still showing no emotion in his eyes.

He was able to see a few weird things since he was a child, but he didn't understand when he was a child, he always felt that it was a phantom, but later realized that it was not.

So after finding out that Shen Jiao's mother, the goddess of the gods and gods, who was called by the insiders, had done some bad rituals to her mother, after that, her mother's body quickly weakened.

In fact, these things are amazing, and many people don’t believe it, but it’s also because of his own level of ability, but he doesn’t believe it. Originally, those people were called to deal with Shen Jiao’s mother, and now it’s just time to test how much those people have. Really capable.

Yan Ting raised his foot and continued to walk forward, completely ignoring Chu Ci who was erratic beside him.

Chu Ci naturally heard Yan Ting's conversation with this person. She tilted her head and raised her hand to grab the corner of Yan Ting's clothes, but in this form, her fingertips just gently brushed his clothes. Horn, failed to hold him.

Chu Ci froze for a moment, and then said a few more words, but this person didn't react at all to what she said.

The rain was getting denser. Watching his hair and clothes wet his hair and clothes a little bit, Yan Ting paused when he was about to leave the cemetery.

The assistant who followed him also paused in his footsteps, and looked at Yan Ting suspiciously, "Boss, what's the matter?"

Yan Ting raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, his dark eyes sinking, and finally said, "You go out and drive first, and I'll be there later."

Although Assistant Liu was puzzled, he had always obeyed Yan Ting 100%, and he just responded, without asking much, and walked out of the cemetery quickly.

Yan Ting raised his eyes and looked up.

This lovely-looking girl was floating in the air, and the black hair was dancing behind her. I don’t know if she heard what he said to Assistant Liu just now, so she just followed behind him with her white tender little hands. Come out and cover it over his head.

As a ghost, she naturally didn't cover much of the rain with this action. The rain was only divided aside by her hand, and finally fell on Yan Ting's body.

But this action still made Yan Ting pause.

On a rainy day, there were dense clouds, and the roar of thunder and lightning came from time to time. The little girl looked delicate and pale, but her eyes were bright, just floating in the air looking at him.

Yan Ting looked at the little figure floating in the air for a long while, staring at those dark eyes, and finally dropped a hint of irritability under his eyes, "Don't follow me anymore, go away."

He was extremely bored, disgusted with things like ghosts.

He never felt sympathy for anything weak and pitiful. In his eyes, all things were divided into two types: usable and unusable.

Originally, he wanted to use this little guy to test whether the group of people he had just convened was capable, but now he can give her a chance to disappear from his eyes quickly, and he can treat it as if he didn't see her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the voice fell, Chu Ci, who had originally floated above his head, suddenly leaned in front of him.

The faces of the two of them moved very close together. Yan Ting was taken aback for a moment. He looked at the pink lips of the little guy in front of him, seeming to be saying something to him, but apart from the patter of rain around him, he I heard nothing.