C633 Finally, they saw An Qinyi.

"Fang Ming, what is that thing? Is that the ghost that the South Gate's Patriarch spoke of? "

Being held by the hand, Chen Yu's face was obviously slightly flushed, and revealed a sweet smile.

"No, but you can treat them like ghosts."

Hearing this, Fang Ming did not turn back as he replied indifferently. Once he entered the rear hall, his gaze quickly began to measure the environment