Chapter 433： A cute ghost in the phone 44

"I didn't expect that a person like that would actually have weaknesses." She chuckled in a low voice, squeezed the stick in her hand, her eyes were fierce, and her expression was gloomy. "If I had known that he had such a I can stand it, I should have let Jiaojiao deal with him when he was a child, and keeping it for now has tripped me up."

"You're Grandma Ling?" Unlike what Ling's grandmother had expected, the little girl who was forcibly pulled from Yan Ting didn't panic at all. She looked at her curiously for a while, and then wandered around here lightly. It's as easy as visiting a tourist.

"I didn't want to do it this way..." Lingma looked at Chu Ci, and the emotions under her eyes became more gloomy, "But since I have done this, my spiritual grandma has been so beautiful for a lifetime, so I can't just be so embarrassed. Dead, since I want to destroy Yan Ting, then I will destroy it completely, he should care about you very much..."

She laughed in a low voice, she didn't know what the emotion was in her eyes, and her voice was filled with resentment, "It's just relying on the little white flowers that men are pretending to be... but they have fascinated these men."

"Xiao Baihua?" Chu Ci raised his hand and nodded the corner of his lips. Looking at Lingma's appearance, he probably guessed what she had experienced when she was young.

"Pretending to be kind, well-behaved, you also used this attitude to face Yan Ting and seek Yan Ting's asylum, right? But no matter how powerful Yan Ting is, there is no way to directly intervene in matters of spiritual power, you just continue to pretend. Take you to the funeral with me and my grandson. It would be worth it if Yan Ting was so painful to live."

Chu Ci was silent for a while, looking at the self-talking Ling grandmother over there, seeking truth from facts and speaking seriously, "Do you have a brain problem?"

"Your grandson did it yourself. You did everything first, so why did you still rely on Yan Ting?"

The little girl was white and tender, looking soft, cute and harmless, so she lowered her eyes and looked at her inexplicably.

Ling's grandmother seemed to have been poked at the most secret point in her heart, the expression on her face became even more horrible, and her whole body soared, and she directed at Chu Ci, "If it's not you, if it's not you..."

Chu Ci squinted his eyes, then smiled suddenly, still smiling cleanly, his eyes faintly gleaming, and they were very beautiful.

Her movements were faster than Ling's grandma, she came directly to Ling's side, got on her hand directly, and grabbed Ling's arm.

Grandma Ling wanted to do it, but she didn't expect that Chu Ci's action would directly pull her soul out of her body.

Her old body lost all of her anger at once, and she fell down like this, and the Lingma, who was torn out by Chu Ci as the soul body, had panic in her eyes.

Seeing that Chu Ci still had the same expression, he tilted his head and smiled cleverly, "If you didn't make yourself into this look, I would really not be able to help you in a pure human form for a while."

Chu Ci lifted her other hand and held her other arm, using her fingertips to force her to make Ling's grandmother whimper, and she couldn't say anything.

"I have never said that I am a kind person." Chu Ci continued to use his fingertips, and with great force, he directly smashed the spiritual energy pinched by one of Ling's arms.