บท 872: the psychic witch

as she spoke, the lady in the white dress did not move, but a strong wind suddenly blew in the room.

the rotten flesh of the unrestricted shadow woman and the grayish-white bones on the ground were instantly ground into powder and piled up in the corner.

the spiritlink snow ginseng's tumbling motion came to an abrupt stop.

when it was 30 centimeters off the ground, it was lifted up by a pair of invisible hands and finally suspended in mid-air.

"ji ya ..."

this new experience made small snow ginseng's body a bit stiff.

when the little rabbit saw this, a strong sense of curiosity welled up in its heart. it stepped on the trail of moonlit footprints and moved closer to the man and the plant.

"grumble! ji gu!"

he carefully stretched out his claws, and as expected, he could not grab anything.

the little rabbit's courage grew and it wanted to lean on the woman in the white dress.