Lucas was lying on the table, with neither his head nor his feet touching the ground. In front of him was a tall, ghostly shadow looming over him. The blood quickly drained from his cheeks, his toes curled up and tightly grasped the soles of his boots, and he was trembling with fear.
Noah said angrily: "What is your purpose in sneaking into Qingliang Valley?! What did you do to Xingzhi just now?!"
Lucas's throat gurgled, and a look of sorrow appeared in his eyes. The more anxious he became, the more he could not speak: "Zhou, Zhou..."
Ethan went down barefoot and put on his clothes. He concentrated on dispelling the evil spirit in the hall while holding Noah's hand: "Hey, Xiao Lu is kind-hearted. Don't act like a vicious god."
Noah glared: "He! He is a ghost cultivator!"
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