Mo Xiyuan said urgently, "You do it!"
Feng Chi's eyes widened in astonishment. "What?!"
Mo Xiyuan's eyes flashed rapidly.
She spoke very quickly, "Your cultivation is high, you must have the means to make people die without feeling pain!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Chi raised his hand and touched his chin.
He said thoughtfully, "That's true, but the boss can do it too!"
Mo Xiyuan quickly waved her hand.
She straightened her back and said solemnly, "I was just showing him something; how could I trouble your boss with such a small matter!"
Feng Chi looked at Mo Xiyuan and silently gave him a thumbs up, "Young man, you have good awareness."
Mo Xiyuan looked slightly smug. "Since you want to stay, you'd better make a good impression."
Feng Chi nodded, his expression suddenly turning serious, and replied, "Alright, get ready."
Mo Xiyuan took a deep breath and turned to Nan Xunran again.
She mustered her courage and proclaimed loudly, "Divine Son Xunran, watch closely!"
Nan Xunran responded, "Mm."
Mo Xiyuan stared intently at Nan Xunran, then shouted, "Come on!"
There was no response from Feng Chi.
A slight doubt had just arisen in Mo Xiyuan's mind, but she hadn't had time to think about it further.
Her consciousness abruptly ended, and she instantly returned to reality.
At the same time, her body fell straight down like a soulless puppet, making a dull "thud".
Feng Chi gazed at her fallen body, casually crossing his arms, and said with a smile, "How was it? Did you feel anything at all?"
Shangguan Xieyue was completely bewildered, utterly unable to grasp the current situation.
She hadn't understood a word they were saying since just now.
Seeing Feng Chi kill Mo Xiyuan so cleanly and decisively, he was completely stunned.
Just moments ago, she was contemplating whether to take Mo Xiyuan's life, but she never expected that Mo Xiyuan would lose her life so quickly.
Thinking of this, Shangguan Xieyue gently tugged at Nan Xunran's sleeve and asked, "A-Xun, what are you talking about? Is it related to that dream?"
Nan Xunran replied briefly, "No."
Shangguan Xieyue frowned slightly, clearly not quite believing the answer, but she didn't press the matter further.
He simply replied with a soft "Okay."
Just as they were talking, Mo Xiyuan's body, which had been devoid of any life force, suddenly burst forth with brilliant light, and dazzling radiance surged outwards.
Then, something inexplicable happened.
Mo Xiyuan miraculously regained her vitality, and her chest began to rise and fall rhythmically.
Shangguan Xieyue froze instantly, her eyes widening in shock.
In an instant, Mo Xiyuan sat up abruptly, her eyes wide open, and exclaimed in surprise, "Huh...!"
Her heart was pounding like a drum.
His forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and a few strands of hair clung to his cheeks, making him look quite disheveled.
She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her body, thinking to herself.
This was the first time I had ever actually died in a game.
Please, Feng Chi, do it! It didn't hurt when I died, but why does it still hurt when I resurrect?!
Not far away, Shangguan Xieyue frowned, her beautiful eyes flashing with a chilling light.
The sword in her hand flickered in and out of sight, and a strong killing intent slowly spread out.
In the next instant, she sped out like lightning, sword in hand, charging fiercely towards Mo Xiyuan.
Wherever it passed, the air hissed.
At this critical moment...
Nan Xunran's calm yet penetrating voice boomed in Shangguan Xieyue's ears. "Come back."
Shangguan Xieyue was slightly taken aback and immediately stopped what she was doing.
Her clear eyes were filled with confusion as she called out, "A-Xun?"
At this moment, Mo Xiyuan frantically stretched out one hand in a defensive posture while scrambling to her feet at an extremely fast speed.
She couldn't help but back away, her steps slightly unsteady.
Her lips trembled, and she kept muttering, "Hey! I'm not an enemy!!"
Then she repeatedly said, "Don't get excited, don't get excited, don't get excited!!"
Shangguan Xieyue stared at her silently, his gaze sharp.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment; in those brief seconds of eye contact, Mo Xiyuan felt as if she were being pricked by thorns.
The next instant, Shangguan Xieyue flicked her wrist, and the gleaming sword was instantly sheathed.
Seeing this, Mo Xiyuan nervously wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead.
Then, she breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking to herself, "Phew... that was close. Why did this person resort to violence so easily?"
She was still shaken: she almost died again, and she never wanted to experience that pain of resurrection again!
Thinking of this, she made a silent vow in her heart.
When I have some free time, I definitely need to study how to achieve a painless resurrection.
At the same time, Shangguan Xieyue quickly formed hand seals with fluid movements.
Her slender fingers danced gracefully before she placed her hand on her forehead.