Mockery!
Blatant mockery!
In the woman's eyes, this was Chen Feng's insult to her as a ghost!
If she doesn't get rid of Chen Feng today,
this incident will become a humiliation in her entire ghostly existence!
So today, Chen Feng must die!
Thinking of this,
the woman's scarlet eyes became even redder.
Her mouth began to grow bluish fangs, and her hands sprouted blood-red long nails, each about twenty centimeters long.
And the white dress she wore was, at this moment, seemingly dyed red with blood, turning into a deep crimson.
An astonishing black aura of resentment emanated from her body.
This instantly boosted her momentum, like a Ghost King descending to the world.
Seeing this,
Chen Feng squinted his eyes slightly.
It seems this woman has some strength after all.
However, compared to the little Pillow, there's still a significant gap.
Although both belong to the category of demons and monsters, using resentment as their energy,
