C270 I Don't Know What to Do

In the lobby of the inn, Qingfeng stood in the middle with his eyes closed, his hands full of blood, constantly drawing talismans out of thin air.

Talisman after talisman hit the Netherworld Sword. The sword was flying. No, to be precise, it was flying. It was a female ghost in white who was screaming as she rushed upstairs.

Every time she flew up