Lu Li bounced across the ground with his springy body, trying to escape. But his speed was limited now, and with Lu Xueqing's unwieldy form in tow, he became even slower.
Seeing the Black Iron Guards behind them break into a run and draw closer and closer, Lu Xueqing grew anxious. "Put me down! Run by yourself!"
"What are you talking about? If it were you, would you leave me behind?"
Lu Li shouted, then quickened his bouncing pace by a few degrees. But the intense movement also brought him tremendous pain. The threads within him kept slicing away at his origin source, worsening the condition he had spent years recovering from through dual cultivation with Lu Xueqing.
"I would."
Lu Xueqing answered without hesitation, nearly making Lu Li stumble and fall. At that moment, she controlled the only usable tentacle on her Red Origin Source and forcefully shoved Lu Li away, separating herself from him.
Once Lu Li realized what she had done, he silently cursed her for being an idiot. He knew she did not want to burden him, but honestly, he had grown used to moving around while carrying a mass of Red Origin Source over the years. It was not that little bit of weight restricting his speed, but the condition inside his body.
Seeing the Black Iron Guards rush up, with the foremost guard already thrusting its spear, Lu Li quickly turned around and extended another tentacle. With a biu, it latched onto the Red Origin Source.
"What are you doing!?"
Lu Xueqing cried out in alarm. Why is this blockhead so incapable of understanding my good intentions? If he just left her here and ran past the turn ahead, he might be able to use the shifting ruin chambers to shake off their pursuers.