Living Corpse, Good Stuff

When everyone had seen enough, a white flame immediately flared at the tip of Chi Shuyan's fingers.

Feng Yuanlin's pupils contracted. If he had only half-believed Zhu Bocheng before, he fully believed him now.

This woman was indeed extraordinary!

Her fingertips suddenly burst with flames. That was simply unheard of.

But Feng Yuanlin had also seen the world. Previously, several Fuzhou criminals had obediently surrendered after talismans were stuck on them. Of course, now that Zhenbai's girlfriend was creating flames out of nowhere with her hands, the matter of those criminals turning themselves in made him even more apprehensive.

But Feng Yuanlin quickly calmed down.

Chi Shuyan burned the corpse bugs that were crawling all over the table to ash.