Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

Hua Canling sometimes has a stubborn temper. The more you don't let her do, the more she wants to do.

What she is most tired of is the threat of others, especially when the ghost king of Guangbao talks to her in this tone, she feels that the ghost king is a little neurotic.

"Jump, jump, afraid of you?"

She snorted coldly.

"Then the king will tear up the whole and eat it!"

Guangbao ghost King threatened.

"You think I'm scared?"

Hua Canling sneered.

How could she be afraid of death when she wanted to die?

That's funny.

No matter how powerful your threat is, it can't beat a dead word.

People are not afraid of death. What else can you threaten?

The air was silent for two seconds.

"Drink. What an interesting little girl. Before anyone heard the king's name, they were scared to death. They didn't need the king's hand, and they died. When they died, they lost their souls and couldn't even make ghosts."

"Therefore, the king has decided to keep you by his side and be his human slavery."

Guangbao ghost king said to himself.

The sound floated into Hua Canling's ears from all directions. No matter how quick her mind was, she couldn't capture the ghost that didn't show up and didn't know what it was, or a mass of air.

She would never have come to this place if it had not been for the voice that resembled the voice of the star.

"Do you think this saint is the one you can stay if you want?"

Hua Canling sneered.

Of course, she won't jump into the dark water. If she wants to die, she just needs to be violent.

"Hehe, in this world, there is no king, no one or ghost who can stay."

Guangbao ghost king is very confident.

"Even if you rob people with the king of hell?"

The flower remnant spirit is cold and chi, and has been accumulating strength secretly.

That's sad.

She never thought she would kill herself in the task world.

But in the current situation, it seems that only suicide can get away.

I think she is a sunny young man, who is made abnormal by the tasks in the world.

She has determined that the ghost king of Guangbao is actually a mass of air.

Listening to her ridicule, the air became colder and colder. Obviously, there was no wind, but it blew her skirt noisily.

Fortunately, the clothes worn by the original owner are of very good quality. They can carry burning, cutting, chopping and blowing.

"King of hell? Hum, as long as he wants someone, he doesn't dare not send it."

The ghost king of Guangbao was cold and angry for a while before he became conceited again.

"Really? You're not afraid to flash your tongue if you talk big! What you hide your head and tail all day and don't dare to show your true face is really a bully to be the king of hell?" Hua Canling sneered.

"Little girl, I'm very angry when you talk like this!" the ghost king of Guangbao was really angry, and the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees.

Hua Canling held his arms, tilted his head, looked at the cold air, and said, "I'm just telling the truth. Even I'm not afraid of you, not to mention the king of hell."

"Hum, don't think that the king didn't know what you said, all for the sake of defeating the king!" the ghost king was angry for a while, but he was not angry again. The cold air that was about to condense into ice disappeared again, and the voice spread in all directions:

"It's a good thing to know how to use the method of provocation, which shows that you are very smart. There's only one thing that you don't know when I want to come. But anyone who has seen the king's face has disappeared in the world. Do you still want to see it?"