After that, the Little Fairy carefully supported him as they made their way through the formation and searched for her younger sister.
But that figure playing ghost kept darting around them, its singing growing ever more mournful and ethereal.
At one point, the Little Fairy supporting him looked at him again and spoke. "Xie Ciyan, would you be willing to do me a favor?"
Her voice was gentle, and a faint smile graced her face.
At that moment, Xie Ciyan felt that, just as he had previously sacrificed his stomach for the Little Fairy, he could sacrifice his courage for her too.
He nodded quickly. "I'll do anything you want!"
"Good."
Jiang Wanrong smiled in satisfaction.
Then.
Without warning, she hurled Xie Ciyan out like a sandbag.
As he went flying, he felt as though the Little Fairy had slapped his backside.
He was just about to get bashful when he felt his poor old back collide with something.
The next instant, a muffled grunt rang out. He landed on the ground, but something soft seemed to be beneath his bottom.
When he looked down, he saw a red-clad figure pinned beneath his backside.
The Little Fairy's sword was already pressed against that person's neck.
"Talk. How do we break this maze formation? And... where is my sister?"
At that moment, Xie Ciyan looked up blankly at the young woman whose eyes brimmed with murderous intent.
The young woman who always spoke so softly and gently in his memories had once again overturned everything he thought he knew and imagined about her.
Only...
Somehow, this Little Fairy seemed even more alluring.
"Little Fairy, you're incredible!"
With puppy-dog eyes full of excitement, he tried to stand up.
Then he heard a ripping sound, and a peculiar, agonizing sting shot through his