Why are you messing with her? Her mission is to bully the scumbag

Chapter 124: Fake Gold from the Xuanmen Sect, Comparing Resentment with Ghosts (10)

Soon, Ling Jinxing's eyes were filled with all kinds of food, like a small feast.

She simply stopped being polite and started eating, chewing with big mouthfuls.

However, after just two bites, the so-called "delicacy" revealed its true nature. It was just some bland dry food, which instantly made her lose all interest.

"Oh my, what the hell is this thing! Is it for people to eat?" Ling Jinxing had a look of disgust on his face, with a frown on his face, as if he had eaten some indescribable bitter fruit.

Her dissatisfaction permeated the air like a substance, and the fierce ghosts around her were all silent, not even daring to breathe.

Because the resentment emanating from Ling Jinxing was even more intense than that of these ghosts, it almost made it hard for them to breathe.

"Looking at the boss's expression, this thing must be extremely unpalatable!" A ghost muttered in a low voice, and the other ghosts nodded in agreement.

"We need to think of a way. If we can make the boss happy with her meal, will her resentment be alleviated?" another ghost suggested.

So, the ghosts began to search everywhere in a panic, trying to find the ghosts who were chefs when they were alive, hoping to improve the food for Ling Jinxing.

Ling Jinxing, on the other hand, was completely unaware that her resentment had materialized, like a black mist surrounding her.

At this moment, a powerful ghost energy suddenly flew over from a distance, as if someone could no longer hold back.

Ling Jinxing turned over and stood up, his eyes as sharp as a knife, staring straight at the large number of souls approaching not far away.

Their eyes were empty and their faces expressionless, like a group of soul zombies, floating over densely and finally stopping beside Ling Jinxing.

As soon as these ghosts saw Ling Jinxing, they began to make strange "rulululu" sounds, as if they were telling something.

Ling Jinxing raised a playful smile and looked around.

Following the ghost was Ling Qu'er, whose eyes were full of madness and hatred as she looked at Ling Jinxing.

"Today is the day you die, Ling Jinxing!" she said gritting her teeth.

Ling Jinxing folded her arms, with a faint smile on her lips. "Oh? I'm really scared!" She deliberately prolonged her voice, appearing both playful and fearless.

"I really don't know why you think a banned book can kill me." Ling Jinxing paused, his smile growing brighter. "It must be hard to suppress these ghosts. None of them are willing to be taken in by you."

As she spoke, she walked towards the crowd step by step in her high heels.

Wherever she walked, the ghosts there were directly bounced away by an invisible force, and fell heavily on the walls on both sides, getting knocked unconscious.

The ghosts around were stunned, shocked and frightened.

However, Ling Jinxing seemed to be enjoying the game, with a smug smile on his face.

Finally, she slowly stopped in front of Ling Qu'er with the attitude of a winner, her steps so brisk as if she was dancing an elegant waltz, but in the next moment.

He raised his hand without warning and slapped Ling Qu'er fiercely. Like a kite with a broken string, she was blown away by the force and hit the hard wall. She then fell powerlessly to the cold ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Ling Jinxing glanced disdainfully at Ling Qu'er lying on the ground, a playful smile curling her lips. She lightly lifted her high-heeled foot and stepped on Ling Qu'er's head without hesitation. The metal buckle of her high heels gleamed coldly in the sunlight as she spoke contemptuously, "No way? No way! You put so much effort into learning the forbidden book, and this is the result? This level of strength is really laughable!"

Ling Qu'er curled up in agony, feeling as if every bone was wailing, but she still raised her head stubbornly, her eyes flashing with unwillingness and hatred: "Ling Jinxing, don't be too proud too soon, I warned you, today is the day you die!"

Hearing this, Ling Jinxing chuckled and put more strength into his footsteps. At the same time, he tilted his head and glanced at the unlucky people who tried to struggle to get up but were firmly pinned down by other ferocious ghosts. "Are you talking about these losers? Look at them, who dares to come even a step closer to me? Don't dream, Ling Qu'er."

"It would have been fine if you just pretended before, but in the end you teamed up with that group of clowns to bully me? You shine brightly when you're given a little sunshine, and overflow when you're given a little flood. Do you think you can stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?" Ling Jinxing's words were full of sarcasm, and his tone was so exaggerated as if he was telling a funny joke.

Ling Qu'er gritted her teeth, her sneer filled with endless hatred. "Ling Jinxing, you're just lucky to be the daughter of the Ling family, but now that I'm back, why can you still sit back and relax? You've enjoyed the family's favor for so many years, and you're still not satisfied?"

"So, I want you to die!" Ling Qu'er's voice suddenly rose, filled with determination and madness, "You die, you die!"

As she screamed hysterically, the air around her seemed to be ignited. Those ferocious ghosts seemed to be driven by some mysterious power and began to become violent one by one. Their eyes were as sharp as torches, all focused on Ling Jinxing, as if they wanted to tear her into pieces.

However, Ling Jinxing just raised her eyes slightly, with a hint of amusement and disdain in her eyes, and then, an indescribable huge energy surged out of her body.

Like a shock wave spreading in all directions, those originally arrogant ghosts fell to the ground like scarecrows the moment they came into contact with this power, and the scene became silent for a moment.

Ling Jinxing withdrew his power, and the ghost's eyes gradually became clear and calm.

On a cloudy night, moonlight filtered through the sparse clouds, illuminating the ground of the ancient courtyard in patches, adding a touch of eeriness to the already eerie scene.

Ling Jinxing stood there with a playful smile on his lips, and all around him were terrified faces.

The fierce ghosts and Baili Ye who were originally forcibly controlled by Ling Tan'er now had bloodshot eyes, and their roars came one after another, as if they were going to tear the entire night sky apart. Their target was Ling Tan'er, as if they wanted to tear her into pieces to vent their hatred.

Ling Tan'er's face instantly turned pale. She had never expected that the control she had carefully arranged could be easily lifted by Ling Jinxing. "How... is this possible?!"

Ling Jinxing shook his head slightly, and the smile on his lips became even wider.

"Oh my, it seems that our Miss Ling is not ready for this surprise! The backlash is about to begin, I hope you can hold on and don't let me down!" There was a bit of sarcasm and teasing in his words, and then he leisurely strolled to the corner of the courtyard, found a comfortable position and leaned on the stone bench, ready to watch the show.

As Ling Jinxing left, the ghosts, as if receiving some kind of signal, transformed into dark shadows, surging towards Ling Tan'er like a tide. The air was filled with an indescribable tension and fear, yet within this tense atmosphere, there was also a strange sense of absurdity.

Some of the ghosts stretched out their sharp claws and waved them wildly in the air; some pounced directly on Ling Tan'er, some dug her eyes, some dug her mouth, and some even tried to get into her stomach. The scene was out of control for a while, but it made people laugh inexplicably.