Everyone inside the formation coughed up blood.

"Oh no, this isn't a simple lightning-attracting array!"

"The Prophet has abandoned us!?"

"Everyone, retreat immediately!"

"I'll cover the rear, you run a little faster!"

"Uncle-Master—!?"

The masked man no longer wished to fight.

They struggled to get away from the formation.

But they couldn't escape the trap at all.

In the chaos, Ma Weiwei was pushed off the 20th floor rooftop by her martial uncle.

But she knew it wasn't murder.

Compared to having one's flesh and soul devoured by an array.

Falling from a building is actually the least serious injury.

Just as Ma Weiwei was about to use her spiritual power to protect herself, she discovered that the spiritual energy around her was also being swallowed up by the formation.

Just as she was at a loss.

Two hands wrapped around her waist.

The voice chuckled, "I genuinely saved your life, and for that, I even put aside the umbrella Ajiu gave me. So, you can't claim you've accepted me later, okay?"

Ma Weiwei landed safely.

She clutched her aching chest.

She then discovered that the person who saved her was the Lolita girl she had seen at Yan Jiu's funeral home.

Jiang Azi hovered in the rain, and she pulled out a blank Queen of Hearts card out of thin air.

The next second.

The sweet girl was replaced by a terrifying red-clad ghost.

Using the momentum, the figure leaped onto the rooftop.

The red dress billowed and danced in the howling wind.

This also stirred Ma Weiwei's heartbeat.

Ma Weiwei followed closely behind.

She saw the red-clad ghost, whom everyone in the metaphysical world hated and killed, cleave the devouring formation with a broken blade.

Oops!

They were saved by evil spirits!?

Why do I have this feeling of being unable to distinguish between friend and foe?

Ma Weiwei's values ​​seemed to have been reshaped.

The feeling of my worldview being shattered is becoming increasingly intense.

Until Jiang Azi stepped on the masked man's face.

The pain is on the masked face.

Ma Weiwei was startled.

Jiang Azi stomped her foot hard: "I'll spare your lives for now, but when Ajiu brings the person back, you'll be in big trouble!"

The white-bearded Taoist priest and several others helped each other up.

That's when I witnessed this horrific scene.

I almost instinctively drew my sword.

Fortunately, they still knew who had saved them.

Ma Weiwei looked blankly at him: "You..."

Jiang Azi, with a hideous, ghostly face, asked, "Team Leader Ma, don't you recognize me?"

Ma Weiwei: "..." Do you think I should get to know you like this?