Spiritual resurrection: Flirting with the best female ghost at the beginning

The two of them were in a mess, but they were still together.

Lin Que was silent, looking at the cold Lin Huan, and smiled bitterly: "Am I so unbearable in your heart?"

"Yes!" Lin Huan showed no mercy.

If it weren't for Lin Que, how could my parents die?

My family treated him like this, but what about him?

He hurt Lin Xi again and again. If it wasn't for my parents' face, I really wanted to slap Lin Que to death and eliminate a potential threat from the world.

Lin Que's face showed a trace of guilt.

"I'm sorry!"

Lin Huan was stunned. Did she hear it wrong? Lin Que apologized to her?

"Hmph, playing the trick of self-torture, will it work?"

"Whatever you think, it's fine. I was wrong before. From now on, I will take my responsibility. I will give you and my sister an explanation for the death of my parents." Lin Que said.

"Explanation?"

When Lin's father and mother were mentioned, Lin Hua's expression suddenly became excited. She clenched her fists and slammed the table. She stood up and looked at Lin Que with gritted teeth.

"Everyone is dead, what can you explain?"

Lin Que was speechless. Indeed, with his current strength, any promise would be in vain.

Lin Hua took a deep breath, sat back in the chair, and said with his hands on his chest: "Don't you always want to know what happened back then?"

"I can tell you."

"Really?" Lin Que's body trembled slightly, and his fists clenched a little bit involuntarily.

"Yes, but the prerequisite is that I want you to win the first place in the autumn hunting in half a month." Lin Hua said.

"Do you dare?"

Lin Que frowned. Autumn hunting is an annual tradition in Cangtong Town.

It is jointly organized by the Night Patrol and Canglan Academy.

Organize the younger generation of spirit masters to go to the small ghost area in the suburbs to hunt ghosts.

Canglan Academy is attended by external students. The first place in the previous autumn hunting was a level 30 spirit master.

Lin Que was only level 10 in his mind, and there was only half a month. If he wanted to get the first place, the difficulty coefficient was no less than killing a soul-binding ghost.

"Hehe, just ignore me." Lin Huan saw Lin Que's serious expression and thought that Lin Que was afraid.

"I agree!"

Lin Que unexpectedly agreed.

"However, I also have a condition."

"Say it."

"I want an E-level powerful ghost jade."

Lin Que had already thought of the soul skill of Chi You's left arm. After the battle with the soul-binding ghost, he found out how important it was to have an amplification soul skill.

"Okay."

Lin Huan didn't ask what Lin Que was going to do, and agreed immediately.

"Okay, go now." Lin Huan waved her hand, and the door of the secret room opened. She didn't want to talk to Lin Que anymore.

Lin Que walked to the door, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Sister, no matter what happens to me, my last name is Lin!"

After that, Lin Que walked out of the secret room.

Lin Huan looked at Lin Que's disappearing back, and the words Lin Que left before leaving kept echoing in her mind.

His last name is Lin!

Suddenly, Lin Huan smiled, and her smile was mixed with complexity... relief.

Lin Huan slowly opened the laptop on the table and clicked on a video.

If Lin Que was here, he would definitely be scared.

Because the content of the video was the scene in the West Suburb Villa, where Hongye controlled his body and killed the soul-binding ghost with one knife.

"Mom and Dad, was your decision right or wrong?"

Lin Huan had never seen a person with an incomplete martial soul awakening who could actually awaken a second time and fight against a D-level ghost with a tenth-level soul power and kill it with one blow.

That kind of ability doesn't seem to be Lin Que's soul skill, right?

However, that doesn't matter anymore.

Lin Que, last name Lin!

"Notify everyone to destroy all records of the West Suburb Villa tonight!" Lin Huan picked up the phone on the table and said in a cold voice.