Ahua was possessed, and the possessor had no intention of sparing his life. In the end, it broke through his body and escaped!

Judging from his current appearance, he was probably possessed before the battle even began.

The moment she reached this conclusion, Situ Ting felt a rush of blood to her head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Oh dear! You're coughing up blood again! This injury isn't fatal, but don't die from coughing up blood!" The octopus nurse rushed to her side, panting, and used several tentacles to support Situ Ting, then gently placed her against the hospital bed next to her.

Situ Ting grabbed her sleeve, struggled to lift her head, blood still trickling from the corner of her mouth, and whispered weakly, "Nan Xian is in danger! Quickly, tell the dean!"

After uttering the last word, her head lolled to the side and she fainted.

The octopus nurse scratched her head, muttering under her breath as she cast a healing spell on her, "Who is Nan Xian? Is she someone important?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a figure suddenly approached.

"Who are you talking about, Nan Xian?"

The octopus nurse was startled. "Oh my! Who are you?"

He Mingxiao's face was solemn, but a hint of panic was hidden in his eyes. He glanced at the unconscious Situ Ting and asked, "I am Nan Xian's partner. What did she just say? Please tell me immediately."

The octopus nurse looked him up and down in surprise. Although his complexion was poor, his appearance and demeanor were quite remarkable, judging from his expression—

She nodded in understanding and then repeated to He Mingxiao what Situ Ting had just told her.

He Mingxiao glanced in the direction she was pointing at his finger at Ahua's mangled head, and his hand, hanging by his side, suddenly clenched.

When he approached Nan Xian using the identity of [.h], he learned a lot about the subject to help her answer her questions about being possessed by a demon. Now, seeing Ahua's appearance, his thoughts were almost exactly the same as what Situ Ting had speculated.

He Mingxiao experienced a brief mental freeze, as overwhelming fear crashed down like a giant wave, instantly engulfing him.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the sudden surge of fear and unease in his heart, thanked the octopus-like nurse, and then hurried towards the main building.

Despite having prepared himself mentally, He Mingxiao still felt a sharp pain in his heart when he found Nan Xian's lily of the valley earrings in the corner of the service desk.

He closed his eyes tightly, clutched the earring in his palm, and sat down cross-legged on the spot.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes, his tightly clenched right hand oozing a trickle of crimson blood, but he was completely unaware, focusing all his attention on his dantian.

Gradually, a ball of fiery red light began to gather in his chest cavity.

The light was initially very faint, flickering as if it would go out at any moment, but it quickly became brighter and flickered in rhythm with his heartbeat.

Conversely, He Mingxiao's already pale face suddenly turned ashen, his back bent uncontrollably, and his fingers trembled violently from the pain.

Immediately afterwards, each breath he exhaled turned into white mist, dissipating into the air.

He Mingxiao's body temperature was rapidly decreasing, yet he still gripped the earring tightly in his hand, continuously soaking it with his own blood.

at the same time--

Nan Xian on the ice bed was completely silent. She was curled up in a ball, lying motionless, her body covered in frost.

The two demons by the bed exchanged a glance, nodded, and walked out of the cave together.

The next moment, a soft "crack" came from the ice bed.

A thin shard of ice fell from Nan Xian's face, followed by a second, then a third...

A moment later, her eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings and opened.

A pair of beautiful fox eyes instantly filled with golden light.