She lowered her head and looked at her wound. There was a hole as big as a thumb, translucent from front to back, and then she fell backward softly.
"Spirit...Ling Yuan?"
Bibi Xi subconsciously reached out to catch her.
The warm body fell into his arms.
He lowered his head and saw Ling Yuan's pale face.
The whole world seemed to have lost its voice in an instant.
He couldn't hear Female Ghost's crazy laughter or his own crazy heartbeat.
I could only hear the breathing of the person in my arms getting weaker and weaker.
"Escape..."
"Quick... escape..."
Then, the eyes slowly closed.
"Escape?"
Female Ghost's head let out a harsh, shrill laugh, "Can you escape? I've turned into what I am now... it's all thanks to you."
"Today... you all will stay and become part of my body."
The huge bone hand was raised again and slammed down on the two people hugging each other.
Shadows shrouded.
Death is approaching.
But this time, Bibi Xi did not hide.
He placed the unconscious Ling Yuan on the ground and wiped away the blood from the corners of her mouth with trembling hands.
Then, when I raised my head, all the fear, panic, and sadness in my eyes... all disappeared.
"Escape?"
"I never run away."
"I won't even... escape in front of her."
The bone fist reached the top of his head, and the strong wind made his long hair dance wildly.
Bibi Xi closed his eyes.
"Secret skill...Thousand Silk Myriad Transformations!"
The bone fist smashed down.
"Bang!!"
The ground shook violently again, and smoke and dust rose into the sky.
Female Ghost's head let out a triumphant shrill laugh, "Giggle... grind it into pulp."
Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly.
Because there were no bloody corpses in the deep pit where the smoke and dust had dispersed.
Only... countless blue spider threads.
Spider silk was like a living vine, pouring out from the bottom of the pit, going up Entanglement along the bone hand, at an incredible speed.
In the blink of an eye, the entire bone hand was wrapped in a blue cocoon.
"What?" Female Ghost was shocked.
What frightened her even more - those spider threads began to strangle.
"Crack... Crack, click!"
The hard arm bones were overwhelmed by the strangulation of the spider silk, and then shattered inch by inch.
"Ahhhh--"
Female Ghost's head screamed in pain, and he wanted to withdraw his arm, but found that the spider silk had spread along the bone hand to Flesh Mountain's torso.
Bind your feet!
Put on the appendage!
Wrap around those inlaid heads on the torso!
Finally--
wrapped around her own neck.
"No... no, what the hell is this? Let me go!"
She struggled wildly, and purple-black evil energy spurted out, but it was unable to corrode these weird spider threads.
The spider threads became tighter and tighter, beginning to strangle her head.
The sound of broken bones sounded intensively.
In the final scream, Female Ghost's head was forcibly crushed by spider silk.
Black Mist surged out of the shattered skull and tried to escape, but was wrapped in layers of spider silk and eventually annihilated.
Without its core, the huge Flesh Mountain collapsed, and countless corpse fragments were scattered on the ground.
The faint blue spider silk receded, gathered and condensed in the center of the open space, and finally turned into a human form.
Bibi Xi knelt down on one knee and appeared there.
He lowered his head, his long hair disheveled, covering his face.
The body was shaking violently, and under the exposed skin, the purple-black blood vessels were squirming like earthworms.
Her lips were a shocking deep purple, but her face was as white as paper.
"Poof!"
He spat out a mouthful of black blood, then swayed and fell forward.
But before he fell completely, a trembling hand supported the ground.
He raised his head and looked at Ling Yuan lying in a pool of blood not far away.
"Ling Yuan... I... take you... back."
He struggled to come over, even though his body was extremely weak.
But he still gritted his teeth, tore off his clothes, dipped Soul Power in spider silk, and barely blocked the terrifying hole in her chest.
The technique was rough, but at least it stopped the flow of blood.
Then, he used all his strength to carry Ling Yuan on his back.
"Spirit City..."
"Return to the Spirit Hall, my brother-in-law will definitely be able to save you."
He took steps, one step, two steps.
He carried the unconscious Ling Yuan on his back and walked in the direction of Spirit City.
It's almost dawn.
Within the Saintess Hall--
Bibi Dong was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring out the window blankly.
She stayed up all night, and even if she tried to meditate, her mind could not be calm.
She recalled those days at Anping Village, the teacher's thoughtfulness towards her parents and her meticulous care.
Are those tenderness and those eyes fake?
But when she thought about it again, she thought it was impossible.
The teacher is not that kind of person.
Then... the problem lies with yourself?
Bibi Dong lowered his head and looked at his hands.
"Am I... too passive?"
She suddenly realized that in this relationship, the teacher always seemed to take the initiative.
He gave her Immortal Herb, cooked for her, and tolerated her willfulness.
And I... except for the occasional kiss that I mustered up the courage to kiss, I really didn't seem to have done anything for him.
The only gift I gave was the bracelet I bought at Coconut Grove City last time.
But that bracelet is ridiculously shabby compared with the precious Immortal Herb given by the teacher.
"No..."
Bibi Dong bit his lip, "I can't always wait for the teacher to coax me."
She stood up from the bed.
She needs to take the initiative.
Take the initiative to break the ice, take the initiative... to confess.
Although I have been secretly expecting the teacher to speak first, since the current situation is special, it is not impossible to speak first.
After a simple wash, Bibi Dong put on a lavender dress, tied her long hair loosely with a hosta, and carefully arranged her appearance in the mirror.
"Come on."
She whispered to herself in the mirror to encourage herself, then turned around and went out.
Spirit City's morning is always lively.
Shops on both sides of the street are opening their doors one after another, the aroma from the breakfast stalls is wafting, and there is a constant flow of cars, horses and people.
Bibi Dong walked among the crowd with a clear goal, first go to the flower shop and then the jewelry shop.
"Hundred Flowers Pavilion" is the most famous flower shop in Spirit City.
The proprietress is a middle-aged woman who still retains her charm. Seeing Bibi Dong come in, her eyes suddenly light up. "Oh, isn't this Saintess Hall? Why do you have time to come to the shop today?"
Bibi Dong smiled sheepishly, "I want to buy a bouquet of flowers."
"To whom?"
"Secret."
"The secret, I guess it can't be...His Holiness the Pope?"
"You, how do you know..." Bibi Dong blushed.
"I told you it was just a guess." The landlady covered her mouth and smiled.
Last time Yue Guan and she bought so many flower seeds for the Pope, and today Saintess came to buy flowers again. Coupled with her expression, I figured it out after just a little guessing.
Then, she enthusiastically led Bibi Dong to the inner room, which was filled with flowers of all colors.
Roses, lilies, tulips, carnations...
"Let me tell you, red roses are the most suitable gift for His Holiness the Pope."
The landlady took out a dark red rose and said, "Red roses symbolize fiery love, and the color is right. His Holiness the Pope will definitely like it."
Bibi Dong Looking at the rose, her heartbeat sped up inexplicably.
passionate love...
This moral seems... too straightforward?
But today, didn't she just want to be honest for once?
"Just, that's it."
"I want a bunch to wrap it up better."