Chapter 499

This ghostly thing's fondness for perching on shoulders truly made Yang Fan detest it to the core.

The intense pain completely enraged him, releasing Xiang Xue Ting, he suddenly leaped up, and with a heavy thud, he landed on the ground, back first.

This fall made stars dance before Yang Fan's eyes, and it felt as if his spine was about to break, but he had not managed to crush the ghostly thing underneath him.

"How foolish, humans, hee hee hee." The little boy appeared abruptly atop Yang Fan, his hands poking into Yang Fan's chest like chicken claws.

With a tearing sound, Yang Fan's clothes and the skin underneath were ripped open, the pain contorting his face instantly.

Xiang Xue Ting dashed over upon seeing this, but she passed right through the little boy's body and slammed into a nearby wooden handcart, immediately fainting.

The little boy began to giggle, "So tender, so tender, this delicious body, I'll save it, save it..."