C347 Chapter 347

The tip of the brush raced across the paper, and the talisman sprang to life in an instant. The pattern on it lifted into the air. With a flick of Moh Yao’s finger, it shot forward and slammed into the ghost’s forehead. The ghost didn’t even have time to scream before it burst into a dazzling spray of light and vanished right in front of her.

“Come back.”

Moh Yao narrowed her eyes