Under the green light, the woman had completely changed her appearance, her mouth agape, eyebrows twisted, her face still displaying an expression of extreme delight, with the corners of her mouth torn and bloodstains on her cheeks and chin.
This was no longer a human, but a corpse!
"Puchi!"
Qu Muzhi moved viciously, directly stabbing the headless spear into the woman's heart.
The corpse convulsed a few times and finally went still, revealing its true dead face, no longer needing the Ghost Lantern.
The urgent matter now was to confirm whether this was an attack from an unknown Angel Envoy or a new supernatural event.
Fortunately, the three were experienced and quickly regained their composure. Fu Qingzhu immediately took out his phone to report, but the next second, he was simultaneously stopped by Yang Xiao and Qu Muzhi.
Yang Xiao and Qu Muzhi exchanged a glance, everything understood without words, both recalling that unpleasant experience.
