Chapter 118 Little Lolita Anran [Seeking Recommendations]

Li Chen left the COCO bar when it was midnight.

A cold wind hit him, causing him to shiver instinctively.

He looked up at the dense clouds hanging low in the sky and the cold moon enveloped in a faint mist of blood, and couldn't help but frown.

Dark clouds gather, a blood moon appears!

It seems that someone is deliberately causing trouble at the Ghost Festival!

Muttering softly, Li Chen calculated with his fingers, and his face suddenly changed.

"Not good, Anran is in danger!"

Meanwhile:

On the desolate street, a little girl was walking barefoot.

The not yet fully burned Joss Paper shimmered with sparks of fire. The howling cold wind rustled the tree branches.

The little girl clenched a Yellow Talisman in her hand, running forward in fear.

"Hehe, little girl, so you are here. I had a hard time looking for you!"

A chilling, eerie laugh came from mid-air.

Immediately, a black shadow, like a ghost, fluttered over.