The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl

Chapter 1344: Chapter 1338:

The little ghost came on fiercely, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it lunged at Xin Lin.

"Xin Lin, watch out!"

Murong Ziyue was shocked; the Snake Shadow Whip in her hand lashed toward the little ghost.

But at her side, several young masters and misses of Fengdong seized the chance to swarm up and surround Murong Ziyue.

Murong Ziyue was furious.

"Get out of the way. If you don’t, don’t blame me for being ruthless."

Those people had no intention of stepping aside. Enraged, Murong Ziyue’s Snake Shadow Whip suddenly turned a blazing red, whip shadows piling one over another as she lashed toward them.

Over there, Mu Feng saw Murong Ziyue being entangled and was overjoyed, controlling the little ghost to launch a fierce attack on Xin Lin.

"Good timing."

Seeing the little ghost zooming over, Xin Lin merely curled her lips.

She’d just been worrying she had no chance to teach Mu Feng a lesson.

The little ghost pounced, turning into a wisp of green smoke and drilling into the space between Xin Lin’s brows.

But the instant the little ghost entered Xin Lin’s brow, Xin Lin stirred the Fu Xi’s Energy inside her.

That Unrivaled Ghost Vein gave a shudder.

As the Ghost Vein moved, the little ghost let out a shrill scream, utterly terrified.

Terrifying, too terrifying. Inside the girl’s body it felt an incomparably frightening aura.

Such powerful Ghost Power—she wasn’t even human!

The green smoke fled back out as if its tail were on fire.

"Little ghost, what’s going on! Hurry up and possess her! Grab that girl!"

Mu Feng was extremely upset—the little ghost actually refused to obey him.

But as he spoke, the threadlike strands of Ghost Energy in Mu Feng’s hand suddenly snapped clean apart, not a single one left.

He was taken aback.

"You want possession, right? Then I’ll let you taste what it feels like to be possessed by a ghost."

Mu Feng jolted, only to see the little girl in front of him smile at him. Only then did he notice that the little girl was very pretty—snowy skin, big limpid eyes, lips red as fire.

She smiled at him, and with that smile Mu Feng actually felt a wave of dizziness.

But the next moment, a mass of green smoke drilled into the space between his brows.

A chill surged through his entire body.

Mu Feng knew something was wrong, but it was already too late.

He let out a shout, his body trembling violently.

"Not good! Fifth has run into trouble!"

Those young masters and misses of Fengdong heard the commotion, turned around, and saw Mu Feng lying on the ground, his whole body convulsing nonstop like he was having a seizure.

Then they saw his pupils unfocused, incoherent mutterings spilling from his mouth.

"He’s possessed. Fifth has been possessed by the little ghost."

The whole group of young masters and misses were stupefied.

"What happened?"

At this moment Mu Chen and Nolan Zhuyun also walked out.

Seeing this scene, Mu Chen’s expression changed.

"Third Brother, Fifth he... The two of them joined hands, Fifth was..."

The few young masters and misses were scared witless.

Mu Chen stepped forward, and Mu Feng suddenly jerked upright, opening his mouth to bite Mu Chen.

Mu Chen twisted his arm and restrained him; Mu Feng started crying and making a fuss, behaving like a child.

"Xin Lin, what on earth is going on? What did you do to Fifth?"

Mu Chen was furious, glaring at Xin Lin.

Needless to say, it had to be Xin Lin. Hadn’t he told her not to stir up trouble? He’d only gone to pay his respects to their parents, and Xin Lin had already...

"Master Mu, you’d better get your facts straight before you scold someone. I didn’t do anything. Ziyue and I were standing here just fine. Ziyue wanted to look for her mother, and then this lot came up and started swinging. That so-called Fifth of yours even released a little ghost to try and kill us. In the end his cultivation wasn’t enough, the little ghost backlashed and possessed him instead. How is that our fault?"

Xin Lin spread her hands, her face the picture of innocence.