How Come There Are Only Two? That's a Bit Pathetic, Isn't It?
Ling Xiaoxiao rose from the deep pit, drenched in sweat. She wiped the beads from her forehead, dusted off her hands, then planted them on her hips and sighed. "At least I managed to keep her alive. But it took a lot out of me!"
As she spoke, she suddenly realized the girl who had been beside her was gone.
"Hm? Where'd she go?" She looked around in confusion, then abruptly remembered the last thing the girl had said before leaving.
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Hold Nangong Hongye off!"
She covered her mouth and cried out, "She didn't actually go, did she?"
She immediately started climbing out of the pit. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Xi Jing lying motionless on the ground, the life she had just saved still clinging to him. She frowned and lifted him out with her spiritual power.
Standing outside the pit, she cupped her hands around her mouth like a megaphone. "Hey, Bi Fan! Come get this guy—he's still alive!"
Her shout caught Xi Boyun and the others' attention. When they learned that their eldest brother wasn't dead, they were overjoyed.
But her shout had also alerted the Kirin Clan. That guy was still alive? What was that woman going on about?
Although they were puzzled, they didn't dare waste time. Their only threat had fallen. What was there left to fear?
The group immediately charged toward them. Before they even arrived, a barrage of attacks came screaming through the air.
Ling Xiaoxiao gave a cold laugh. "Fools who don't know their own limits!"
With a casual wave of her hand, she sent out a surge of spiritual power as fierce as that fox's tail. It knocked