Wisps of mist emerged in the backyard of Sakihoen Garden, and hundreds of old plum trees were quickly covered by the white mist.

The mist was like a rising tide, gradually submerging the rocky hill where the flower hall was located.

A faint, sad and cold female voice sounded faintly in the mist: "Mr. sir, shall we pair up and play tricks?"

The bodies of Yin Ping and Qi Ren suddenly stiffened.

Their teeth were chattering, their faces were twisted, and their eyes were bulging as they looked at the mist that suddenly appeared outside the flower hall.

"Young Master, shall we pair up and play tricks?"

A hazy female figure slowly appeared in the mist, three inches above the ground, and floated slowly and slowly into the flower hall.

The woman is wearing a red dress and red shoes.

She floated slowly towards Liu Wu, who was stiff all over.

Round droplets of blood kept sliding down the woman's body and falling to the ground along her embroidered shoes, making a 'ding-ding' sound.
Chapter completed!