The dark energy gathered into a sea, and the black fire of hatred burned fiercely at the sea's bottom.
Bai Xian, who had been terrified by the nightmare before, now crawled directly behind Han Fei, clutching Han Fei's clothes with both hands, not daring to let go.
He knew that Han Fei had a good relationship with ghosts and monsters, but he didn't expect that Han Fei, being socially anxious, could make so many ghost and monster friends!
"Is everyone here?"
"Some people are still on their way." The dark energy spread to both sides, and the one-eyed shop assistant Yinglong, carrying a broken mirror, walked up to Han Fei: "Shop Manager, the Mirror God wants to see you."
"Isn't he in the Shrine at the department store?" Han Fei looked at the mirror; the divine spirit in the mirror seemed a bit desolate at this moment.
