Perhaps the female ghost thought Su Jiu was doomed, for she began taking pleasure in tormenting her.
Even after returning to his original form, the Snow Sprite had no way to deal with an enemy who could turn into mist. Little Pearl wanted to come out, but Su Jiu kept holding her firmly back.
As for Wenren Qingtang, Su Jiu sent him a voice transmission directly, telling him to leave first and find Xia Jue for help.
The female ghost was currently enjoying tormenting her, so she probably would not kill her, nor would she have any attention to spare for anyone else.
After hearing this, Wenren Qingtang fell silent for only a moment before agreeing.
Before leaving, however, he could not help reminding Su Jiu, "A Jiu, fly into the air. You'll have a better chance of escaping!"
Su Jiu neither agreed nor refused. In Wenren Qingtang's eyes, however, she was never one for many words, and her silence usually meant tacit agreement.
Wenren Qingtang left, and his departure went very smoothly.
Meanwhile, Su Jiu's gaze remained resolute, without the slightest intention of retreating.
After tormenting Su Jiu for a while, the female ghost seemed to grow bored. Only those four red eyes in the darkness still shone with startling brightness. "So this is what it feels like to hold someone's life and death in your hands. It really is a pleasure I can't bear to let go of."
At this point, the female ghost changed her tone and said to Su Jiu, "Su Jiu, did you ever imagine that one day you would fall into my hands?"
The female ghost giggled coquettishly. "How about this? Shall I show you a way to survive?"
As she looked at the battered Su Jiu, a trace of contempt appeared in her