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Chapter 8 She is a ghost!

A dozen servants gathered in a group and punched and kicked the person lying on the ground with as much force as they could.

The people who were beaten could no longer moan, but they still refused to let go, punching harder than the last, and kicking harder than the last, as if they had great hatred.

On the attic on the second floor, a slender figure looked down at all this, showing an extremely cheerful smile, with a bit of viciousness in the smile.

Luo Wuxia was wearing a bold red dress. Even though she was only twelve years old, she was already born flawless. It is not difficult to see how beautiful she will be in the future.

"Stop it all"

The sound of angry shouts exploded in the air, like cold arrows piercing the sky

Luo Qingfeng strode past, her bone-chilling aura and innate strong aura flowing around her body.

The dozen or so servants who were punching and kicking felt a chill in their bodies when they heard the scolding, and they stopped suddenly. They didn't even know why they stopped.

In the attic, Ruhuo'er heard this angry scolding, frowned slightly, and turned to look.

The blood-stained face came into view, and half of it had an all-too-familiar outline. Luo Wuxia took a breath, and his pupils tightened, full of fear.

Luo Qingfeng, Luo Qingfeng turned into a ghost and came back

There was a lot of blood. There was blood on her face and body.

Ghost, she is not a human, she is a ghost

Luo Qingfeng walked closer step by step. Wherever she passed, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly. She felt like she was walking back from ghost hell.

The cold wind blew lightly, and the dozen or so servants swallowed hard and stepped back involuntarily.

The slender figure covered in injuries lay there motionless, apparently unconscious.

"Aunt Lin." Luo Qingfeng looked nervous and quickened her pace. She walked to Aunt Lin and squatted down. She put her fingers to her nose and could still feel the faint breath. Luo Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Dots of purple and blue fell into her eyes. The emotion in her eyes became cold again, and the temperature around her was even colder than before.

On the attic, Luo Wuxia finally came to her senses after seeing this scene. She gritted her teeth and jumped down from the second floor.

The weak red spiritual power enveloped her body and supported her body, allowing her to fly downward and stand firmly on the ground.

Just as Luo Wuxia stood firm, he took out a long whip from nowhere in his hand and whipped it directly towards Luo Qingfeng.

"Luo Qingfeng, you bitch, how dare you lie to me and how dare you come back?"

The long whip cut through the air, and Luo Wuxia whipped it directly towards Luo Qingfeng. There was a faint red spiritual power around the long whip. Luo Wuxia obviously wanted to kill Luo Qingfeng.

Seeing that the whip was about to fall on Luo Qingfeng, the servants standing around all showed mocking laughter.

If Luo Qingfeng dares to come back, he must not be seeking death.

Just now she was covered in blood and I was scared by her. Now I know it's her and she's just a loser.

How can a person who has never cultivated fruit or even spiritual energy be a match for the eldest lady? Although the eldest lady is only twelve years old, she is already at the level of a spiritual person.

"Miss, hit her"

"She didn't know how to live or die, and she dared to scare the eldest lady."

"Trash, she is just a piece of trash, she is no match for the eldest lady."

The servants suddenly became excited, and they were gearing up, waiting for Luo Wuxia to knock Luo Qingfeng to the ground, and then they would rush forward and start a group fight.

It's a pity that fantasy is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

At the moment when the whip was about to fall, Luo Qingfeng held the unconscious Aunt Lin and moved away instantly

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