That single glance made Dongfang Minghui's hair stand on end, goosebumps rising all over her body.
"D-Ding Ding."
"Huh?"
Ding Ding completely missed the tremor in Dongfang Minghui's voice. Lying stretched out in her palm, Ding Ding was still rolling about and having a marvelous time, having entirely forgotten who had just "bitten" that little bottom.
Dongfang Minghui felt that icy touch continuing to climb up her spine. Her teeth chattered uncontrollably. "Th-there's something."
Ding Ding tilted that little head, puzzled by her pale face and darting eyes. "Little Ninth, what are you talking about?"
"There's something!"
Her desperate, all-or-nothing shout not only startled Ding Ding but also jolted Yuchi Shou out of his cultivation nearby. His eyes widened as he stared in disbelief at the hand behind her. "Little Hui."
"Hm?"
Dongfang Minghui quickly shifted back a little and turned around, only to discover that the thing groping and climbing up her back had been White-Haired Little Hui's hand. Ever since that rain-soaked day of thunder and lightning, she had left White-Haired Little Hui there without moving the little creature again.
Her first reaction was that the corpse had come back to life!
But a closer look revealed something amiss. One of White-Haired Little Hui's hands was bound by Little Lecher's vines, while the other had luckily slipped free and was reaching out, all five fingers scratching away.
"Little Hui?"
"Hiss..." came an extremely faint response.
"This little creature actually survived! Untie Little Hui, quick."
"Huh?"
Once Little Lecher's vines loosened, White-Haired Little Hui instinctively pitched forward from momentum. Having lost so much blood that day, the little creature looked exceptionally weak. Yuchi Shou reacted swiftly, grabbing the other arm, while Dongfang Minghui stood rooted to the spot, slower to respond. She had truly been frightened out of her