Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!-Chapter 78 - Body Bound, Unable to Act

78: Chapter 78: Body Bound, Unable to Act

78 -78: Body Bound, Unable to Act

Inside the illuminated room.

Not only Ling Xiaoxuan, but everyone in the room clearly saw a pair of bloody red eyes peering in from the temple gate.

The blood-red eyeballs emitted an eerie and gloomy presence, their hatred drove everyone into fright.

Obviously, those were not human eyes.

Ling Xiaoxuan didn’t have the endurance of Qin Ruan or the sober Heavenly Masters surrounding her.

Tears welled up in her frightened eyes, her mouth couldn’t stop trembling beneath Qin Ruan’s hand, and her body shook uncontrollably.

The blood-red eyes outside the temple gate radiated malicious intent, scrutinizing every awakened person in the room.

Finally, the gaze settled on Du Changheng, who was leaning against the room corner’s wall, lightly dozing off.

Screech…

Something brushed against the door, creating an old and piercing sound that was especially clear in the dark night.

A piece of dead wood stretched in from outside the door.

The dead wood seemed to act like a conscious being, hooking onto the latch on the door, moving bit by bit.

Seeing this, Ling Xiaoxuan grabbed Qin Ruan’s clothes tightly, her fingers digging into Qin’s flesh through the fabric.

Qin Ruan could feel the pain.

The corner of her mouth twitched as she saw Ling Xiaoxuan’s tensed face, densely covered in beads of sweat.

Clearly, she was greatly terrified.

After a gentle sigh, in the end, Qin Ruan didn’t remove the hand of her senior sister, who was holding her arm tightly.

“Bang—”

The latch was pushed open by the evil presence outside the door.

This time, no one stopped it.

Qiao Nanyuan and the surrounding Heavenly Masters appeared troubled, their eyes riveted on the door.

Their expressions were extremely warped and after the latch was dislodged, their faces expressed utter despair.

Seeing all this, Qin Ruan found it interesting.

Soon, she discovered the reason for their reactions.

They were bound by some power and could not act freely.

No wonder they were trapped and waiting for their doom when the evil entity entered.

Qin Ruan’s eyes sparkled with amusement as she looked at Qiao Nanyuan and his apprentice, Qiao Jiu, her face smiling brightly.

This stark contrast surprised Qiao Nanyuan, causing a small frown to form on his face.

Qiao Jiu saw the laughter in her eyes.

Anxiety made beads of sweat fall from her face.

She couldn’t speak, only able to plead with her eyes on Qin Ruan.

“Screech—”

The temple door was opened, the creaking sound echoed.

Qin Ruan smiled reassuringly at Qiao Jiu.

She shifted her gaze, looking towards the temple door.

A woman, her skin resembling the rough texture of tree bark and evidencing the struggles of life …

walked in.

If you can call it walking.

The woman’s upper body was like an average person, apart from her tree bark-like rough skin exposed to the world.

Her lower body was formed of countless dead woods of different sizes.

Dense and writhing, moving consciously as she walked.

Someone with trypophobia would undoubtedly faint at the sight.

With the entry of the tree-like woman into the room, the eerie and tormented creaking sound was made as countless deadwoods rubbed the floor.

It turns out that this was the cause of the previous noise outside the door.

Ignoring everyone’s gazes, the woman with the terrifying red eyes kept staring at Du Changheng, who was utterly oblivious in the corner, still in light sleep.

Ling Xiaoxuan’s eyes widened when she saw the creature moving towards Du Changheng.

She released Qin Ruan’s hand, wanting to do something.

Qin Ruan forcefully restrained Ling Xiaoxuan, gently whispering in her ear, “Don’t worry, she can’t hurt Du Changheng.” freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

If she really could have hurt him, he would not exist after the excruciatingly long wait by the ghost hunting team.

Ling Xiaoxuan tilted her head, blinking at Qin Ruan.

There seemed to be a plea for assurance in her fearful eyes.

Qin Ruan gave a gentle smile, mouthed silently: Trust me.

Regarding her, Ling Xiaoxuan was indeed trusting.

“Bang!”

Something unexpected happened to Du Changheng’s side.