It's like going in circles!

Feng Zhibai was a little patient at first, but as the number of turns increased, her patience was exhausted.

Staring at the fruit knife angrily, she made a long, humming sound in her throat.

The ghost guessed that he would use the knife to find him, so he wandered around here deliberately.

The knife has no mind and is not as active as the human mind.

Before tracking, if the human ghost is spinning in place and leaving a long aura, the tracking items will also be spinning in place.

When the system cannot respond, tracking will be disconnected.

After all, the tracking law has a statute of limitations. If you can resist this time, the tracking law will expire, which is equivalent to gaining protection.

This guy is a bit smart.

Sure enough, after passing the last alley, the fruit knife stopped moving completely.

Feng Zhibai had already guessed the result and was not surprised. He wrapped the fruit knife with a handkerchief, pulled out the red string and threw it casually to the roadside.

It was also at this time that she discovered that there was actually a shop with the door open and the lights on at the entrance of the alley where she was.

Not in the mood to go see the shop, she walked up to the streetlight at the four-way intersection, looked at the dark night sky and let out a long sigh: "Ah! I am so angry!"

Throwing the fruit knife in his hand to the ground, Feng Zhibai stepped on it, bared his teeth and claws and yelled angrily: "I'll let you lead me around in circles! I'll let you fool me! Stop looking for me, go home!"

With their arms wrapped around each other, she turned around and left in the direction she came from in the first place without looking back.

That walking posture can be described in four words!

Burning with anger.

As Feng Zhibai left, her cursing voice could still be faintly heard in the air.

Under dim street lights and deserted streets, as the gate of the last shop fell, a man wearing black clothes and a brimmed hat walked out of the shop, looked around, turned around and locked the door of the shop.

His brimmed hat obscured his entire face.

Lowering his head, he pulled out the key and put it casually into his pocket. The man walked in the direction where Feng Zhibai had just left.

When he reached the intersection, he quietly looked around, turned around and walked quickly to the streetlight with his pocket in his pocket.

After once again confirming that no one was around, he stretched out a hand and bent down to pick up the fruit knife on the ground.

Seeing that his fingertips had touched the handle of the knife, a ball of red flame flew towards his hand from the other side of the fruit knife!

The man exclaimed, his eyes widened and he turned around and wanted to run away!

But as soon as he turned around, a familiar figure stood in front of him!

Feng Zhibai stood up carelessly. Seeing his frightened face, he was very polite and greeted him with a harmless smile.

"Hi, we meet again."

The man bared his teeth, roared at Feng Zhibai, turned around and ran towards the other side of the street light!

Feng Zhibai was not in a hurry, and walked slowly under the street lamp, leisurely watching the man running around being chased by the flames!

The man's skills were pretty good, and he had escaped unharmed from several rounds of fire attacks.

"Stop struggling and go back with me."

Five or six minutes passed, and the man was still hiding from the flames. Every time he tried to run away, he was blocked by the flames.

It was interesting at first, but after a few minutes, Feng Zhibai felt that his eyes were tired.

She yawned and spoke to the man, tilting her head back with sleepy tears in the corners of her eyes.

She was distracted when a dark wind suddenly rushed towards her!

Withdrawing his head, Feng Zhibai calmly looked ahead.

The man turned back and rushed toward him.

Sighing helplessly, she tapped her toes, and in the blink of an eye, she had already pinned down the person rushing toward her!
Chapter completed!