C37 Good ghost

"Hmph. A little brat dares to be so arrogant." Yu Qing coldly harrumphed and started to move the silver bell in her hand. A melodious ringing sound came out.

When the bell rang, Wang Liang rushed towards us and stopped, covering his ears.

Wang Liang has only been dead for three days. Even if he has turned into a ghost, he won't be much stronger than the little ghost girl I met. Thinking of this