Coming for me?
Ma Shuai sneered. We're old classmates, aren't we? How could you be so cruel? All I wanted was to turn you into a puppet.
The undead could not stop Mi Ling, but they could keep exploding in front of her, wearing her down.
Red Lotus Flame enveloped Mi Ling, offering her a measure of protection.
At that moment, Mi Ling's physique was still weaker than Xiong Wenhui's after her transformation.
Mi Ling endured the pain and charged toward Ma Shuai.
A strange smile appeared on Ma Shuai's face. You want to kill me that badly? Then go ahead.
Ma Shuai seemed frozen in place. Mi Ling rushed up and burned him straight to ashes.
By then, Mi Ling had very little ability energy left. Jiang Chen had not been so easy to kill.
Killing Jiang Chen at level eight had cost Mi Ling far more energy than killing Wu Tao at level seven.
It had all been thanks to the absurd power of Red Lotus Flame.
Mi Ling panted heavily, but delight appeared on her face. Did I kill Ma Shuai?
Up in the air, Chen Luo shook his head. It would not be that easy.
Sure enough, Ma Shuai's sinister voice came from nearby.
"They say big breasts mean no brains. Looks like they're right-even our campus beauty Mi is no exception. I know my own glaring weakness. Would I dare show myself without something to fall back on?"
"All that effort, just to kill one of my Dark Puppets?"
Three Ma Shuais stepped out. They were not perfectly identical, but telling the real one from the fakes was extremely difficult.
Ma Shuai taunted her. "Out of strength, aren't you?"
Jiang Chen returned and punched Mi Ling to the ground.
Chen Luo's expression turned cold, unease