Blood mist filled the space within thirty feet of Shi Feizhe. When he moved left, it moved left. When he moved right, it moved right.
It clung to him like a shadow, relentlessly pursuing him.
Shi Feizhe felt his face growing hot and his skin turning red. His blood had already reached the surface of his skin. The next step would be for it to seep out through his pores, and then he would die from blood loss!
He wanted to charge out of the blood mist and chop Blood Rakshasa into eight pieces, but the mist seemed endless, and he couldn't spot her anywhere!
Damn it, she was kiting him!
Was he really going to crash and burn the first time he went out into the world to right a wrong?
Fei Yunshang stood at the edge of the blood mist, gazing at Shi Feizhe within it with a foolish smile, as if she were looking at a rare delicacy.
Having drunk human blood, she seemed almost drunk. She muttered to herself, but waited patiently all the same.
Just a little more, just a little more, and she could drink her fill of blood!
Seeing the blood mist shrouding half the Ma Family, Square-Faced Fox had already fled in terror.
Human society was too dangerous. She was going to flee back to the Qingqiu Fox Kingdom in the Snowy Plains!
Though that deadbeat otaku had saved her life, there was nothing she could do to help him now.
If she happened to run into the deadbeat otaku again, she'd congratulate him on escaping with his life and let him have another round of fun. If she never saw him again, then... well, what was there to say!
Shi Feizhe stood motionless in the blood mist, racking his brains for