I nodded, but suddenly said, "If Xiao Qing had chosen you back then, how many swords could you have taken for me?"
"If it were me, I might not have been so foolish. But I definitely could have taken five swords." Liu Ling'er looked at me and said seriously, "I have to take one more sword than you. That way, you'll feel indebted to me."
I smiled faintly, quite satisfied with her answer, then turned and left.
Holding Bai Xue in my arms, my eyes were filled with emotion.
The white fox was truly a strange creature. They lived for love and died for love.
In their eyes, love was the motivation that kept them alive.
Holding the white fox, I felt the sword energy within my body and smiled bitterly.
Although I had killed Xiao Qing with a single sword, I had also expended a great deal of Spiritual Energy. I was afraid the next battle would not be so easy.
However, for the Soul-Returning Grass, I still had to go, no matter what.
Holding Bai Xue, I carefully studied the map in my hand.
As I made my way forward, an old woman came over. She suddenly extended her hand, holding a broken bowl.
"Please, have mercy. This old woman hasn't eaten for several days."
I indifferently reached out and tossed in a handful of evil spirit coins.
The old woman nodded excitedly and turned to leave. But just then, she suddenly turned around and said mysteriously, "If you meet someone with six fingers, run as fast as you can, no matter what."
Without looking back, I continued forward, but kept her words in mind.
I continued onward, heading toward a tall tower in Suzhou and Hangzhou.
According to the markings on the map, the Soul-Returning Grass was