You, Come at Me Together

If a demon came knocking at your door, what would you do?

Qian You chose to—jump out the window and run for his life.

He did not dare hesitate. He flung open the window and dove out headfirst.

The world was so vast. He wanted to go see it!

As he looked at the boundless night sky, a hint of joy appeared on Qian You's tense face.

Good, I got out... Urk.

Di Wusheng hurled his halberd with all his strength.

The halberd blasted through the door and the window, pinning Qian You in midair.

Blood flowed along the carved patterns on the halberd. Qian You's life force was rapidly draining away.

"Urgh..." Qian You hung silently in the air, unable to land or fly away. He could only watch helplessly as death descended upon him.

"This body of mine cannot endure the next battle. I'll borrow yours..."

Di Wusheng spoke softly as he raised a foot and slowly walked into the room.

The moment he entered, the door to Room Three of the Heavenly Class next door exploded.

Bang!

Wu Ling shot out of the room and leaped toward the rooftop opposite her.

Di Wusheng turned around and extended his withered old hand coldly, clenching it in the air.

Crack.

Wu Ling's petite body seemed to be caught in a hydraulic press. Every bone in her body creaked under unbearable pressure.

She was about to be crushed to death!

"Help... Help! Murder!"

With the last breath in her chest, Wu Ling let out the loudest cry of her life.

Nearby residents who had been sleeping soundly woke from their dreams and climbed out of bed.

"Who? Who dares to murder someone in the capital?"

"The capital is full of patrol squads at night. Who has the nerve to do