You said you could kill the evil spirits without me, why are you crying now?

Chapter 230 You Don’t Know You’re Wrong, You Just Know You’re Going to Die

Gao Licheng did not hesitate at all and did not give the ghost baby any chance to breathe.

Paper figures scattered around,

They all raised their arms that looked like they were woven from bamboo strips and rice paper.
The movements were uniform and without deviation.

There seemed to be an invisible force quietly surging in the air.
The yellowed talisman papers drew extremely sharp tracks in the air, and the speed was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

Almost in the blink of an eye, they fell on the ghost baby like raindrops.

These talismans fit tightly onto the ghost baby's dead blue skin, without any gaps.

It was like putting on a layer of airtight and solid shackles.

The ghost baby tried to mobilize the frightening evil spirit in its body in an attempt to break free from this bondage.
However, those seemingly fragile yellow papers became extremely tough and strong with Gao Licheng's blessing.

Under the yellow paper, the ghost baby's body began to twist violently.

It was as if thousands of invisible hands were tearing at the yellow paper, trying to break free, but it was all in vain.

As time passed, the yellow paper and the ghost baby's body gradually merged with each other.

Under the cover of yellow paper, the originally lifeless blue skin gradually lost its original luster and turned into a strange waxy yellow color.

The ghost baby's struggle gradually weakened until it stopped completely.

Finally, as the last of the power faded away,

The ghost baby's body completely collapsed and fell to the ground.
It has turned into a lifeless paper doll, and the strange power in its body has been completely swallowed up by the yellow paper.

Not a single trace was left.

"Let me go, I can turn over a new leaf and atone for all the people I've hurt before."

Seeing Gao Licheng's decisive killing, Huang Haibo couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

Although he still has some strange power as a trump card,

He has already seen the current situation clearly. He is no match for Gao Licheng at all. There is no need for him to continue to hold on stubbornly.

It would be better to beg for mercy from Gao Licheng and try to find a glimmer of hope for survival in this begging.

Huang Haibo kept his attitude very low.
There was no longer the arrogant, ferocious and cruel look he had before.

Seeing Gao Licheng was unmoved, Huang Haibo continued, "My daughter has been killed by you. She paid the price she deserved, and it is also a harm to me.

I already knew I was wrong.

If I could atone for my sins to those people, it would be far more valuable than just killing me directly."

"You don't know you're wrong, you just know you're going to die."

As the night fell, the villa was shrouded in an eerie silence.

Only Gao Licheng's figure stood out in this dead silence.

Her face was as cold as ice, she was unmoved, and just raised her hand slightly.

In an instant, an inexplicable powerful energy surged in the air, and countless yellowed papers appeared out of thin air.

They circled and danced in the air, intertwined with each other, and finally turned into extremely sharp blades.
It flashed with a cold light, like the scythe of the god of death, weaving into a terrifying yellow paper storm.

The storm carried an irresistible force and swept towards Huang Haibo and the middle-aged woman.

inside the villa,
Every inch of space was filled with the sharp whistling sound of blades cutting through the air and the horrifying sound of flesh and bones being torn.

They are intertwined with each other to form a terrifying symphony of death.

Huang Haibo's face was as pale as a piece of thin paper, and his eyes were full of disbelief and deep despair.

He tried to mobilize the strange power in his body to resist, but all his efforts seemed so pale and futile.

The yellow paper storm rolled in like a surging tide and completely engulfed him in an instant.

Each sharp blade cut into his body accurately, making a creepy crackling sound.

His roar was so weak at that moment,
It was as if it was ruthlessly swallowed by the roar of the storm, and finally turned into silent despair.

At this moment, blood became the most glaring embellishment in this storm.

Huang Haibo's throat was cut cleanly by a sharp blade, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

But in an instant, it was cut into pieces by the yellow paper blades that followed, turning into drops of blood.
It floats in the air, but not a single drop touches the ground.

The fate of the middle-aged woman was equally miserable. She screamed in terror, trying to escape from the terrible storm.

However, the yellow paper storm followed her like a shadow, mercilessly sucking her into it.

Her body was also cut cruelly and ruthlessly, with her clothes torn and bloody.

Blood and yellow paper intertwined,
Together they formed a horrifying picture, with the air filled with the thick and indissoluble smell of blood and death.

In the entire villa, there was no other sound except the whistling and cutting sound of the yellow paper storm.

Gao Licheng stood there quietly, like a cold-blooded bystander, coldly witnessing all this happening.

There was no fluctuation in her eyes, only endless indifference and determination. Perhaps she had already become accustomed to such scenes.

Under the wanton devastation of this storm, every inch of space in the villa was filled with the breath of death, which made people shudder.

Soon, the villa became quiet.

Under the cover of the yellow paper storm, there was no trace of meat or blood on the ground.

There were only two skeletons left in the villa, and the once fresh flesh and blood on the bones had been cleaned away by the sharp yellow paper.

The two skeletal corpses just stood there, still maintaining the defensive posture they had subconsciously made out of fear when they were alive.

"You died too easily."

Gao Licheng moved his fingers, and all the paper figures except the original body instantly turned into a pile of yellow paper and scattered on the ground.

Then, Gao Licheng took out a box of matches from his pocket, took out one, and rubbed it gently to light it.

Then he threw it towards the yellow paper all over the ground.

The flickering flames spread and burned instantly, and all the yellow papers no longer had that strange look.

Instead, it became ordinary, like ordinary yellow paper, and was ignited in an instant.

The flames continued to spread, and in just a few breaths they enveloped the entire villa.

The fire lit up the darkness.

Other residents nearby were soon alarmed by the fire.

Security personnel from the wealthy area quickly ran over with fire extinguishers.

Other residents hurriedly called the fire department.

No one noticed that there was a young girl's back.
Quietly left from the other side of the burning villa.

"Let's go."

Chu He took a step forward and walked in the direction the girl left.

(End of this chapter)