"Keep me company... It's so cold and dark here..."
The little girl's voice rang in the three of their ears, shrill and plaintive. A suffocating sensation washed over them, and their legs felt heavy as lead.
Their breathing grew increasingly labored.
Even with their martial arts true qi, lifting their feet became harder and harder.
"No, no..." Tang Hu's face gradually twisted. "We can't keep dragging this dead weight along!"
"Otherwise, none of us will get away!"
"What did you say!" Chen Xiaoyu's slender brows shot up. "She's your own sister!"
"Like I give a damn! When it's life or death, how many people would even kill their own mothers?" Tang Hu found a reason that convinced himself. "Look after her yourself if you want. I still want to live!"
With that, he flung Tang Yi aside and ran forward as she stared in shock and disbelief. Barely two steps later, he seemed to think of something else.
The savage expression on his face grew even more sinister.
"Fine, since you're so kind, help me out too!"
"Hold that ghost off for me!"
He swept his hand, sending a biting gust howling through the air. Several coin darts shot out, wrapped in martial arts true qi, their power comparable to a large-caliber anti-materiel sniper rifle.
"You..." Chen Xiaoyu gritted her teeth.
The Chen Family was one of Jiangbei's few families versed in Taoist arts.
Caught by a martial arts expert's surprise attack at close range, she floundered for a moment and pulled out a Golden Light Talisman. But before she could finish the incantation, the coin darts were already in front of her face.
Fortunately, a slender hand reached out just then, forming several different hand seals within half a second. Like a lotus blooming, it effortlessly caught the darts.