C56 Subjugate female ghost

"What?"

Hearing this, everyone present was stunned.

"Ha ha!"

Just then, Ling Musongping let out a strange sneer, and everyone looked at him again. Only then did they realise that he had twisted his head to a ninety degree angle from his neck, if he was a normal person at that angle, he would have already broken his neck.

But at this moment, he had a cold smile on his face