A soft, sweet voice rang out, carrying a hint of nonchalance and casualness, with the remaining words revealing the imposing aura of someone in a superior position.
As the figure gradually appeared in the crowd, the silver-white mask attracted all attention; only Mo Shisheng wore the silver-white mask.
Therefore, the person who died was Shangguan Qi.
A look of astonishment, surprise, and varying degrees of fear appeared in everyone's eyes...
Why are you afraid?
Mo Shisheng could even defeat Shangguan Qi, who was at the Nascent Soul stage, so how could she still be considered a waste?
Thinking of those who had verbally abused Mo Shisheng before, their eyes were now filled with deep lingering fear, a fear that seeped from the very core of their being.
Not just the students of Galo Academy, but also Su Xi!
Her expression was quite a sight, until finally her cheeks burned, and she stiffly forced a smile, "You... Shangguan Yan, how could you..."
"How could I possibly defeat Shangguan Qi?"
Mo Shisheng didn't miss the astonishment in everyone's eyes; in fact, she enjoyed it. She interrupted Su Xi to finish her question, then smiled faintly, "Instructor Su Xi, are you disappointed that I survived?"
"..."
Feeling that Mo Shisheng could see right through her thoughts, Su Xi avoided his gaze. She was terrified, always feeling that when she looked into Mo Shisheng's eyes, he could see through her thoughts.
Mo Shisheng stopped arguing with Su Xi and walked slowly to Shangguan Xue. He raised his hand and pinched her slightly chubby face, speaking gently, "I'm not dead."
"..."
Shangguan Xue was speechless with surprise the moment Mo Shisheng walked over. When she felt that familiar touch on her face, she looked at Mo Shisheng with red almond-shaped eyes.
When her gaze fell upon those watery eyes, Mo Shisheng's heart softened slightly. "Don't worry."
"..."
Shangguan Xue was too excited to speak, and could only stare blankly at Mo Shisheng.
Mo Shisheng gently smiled. After looking around at the people around her, she noticed that Qingluan was also seriously injured and standing to the side, with Nanxiao guarding her.
As she took a step forward, her wrist was suddenly grabbed. She frowned almost imperceptibly, and a muffled groan escaped her lips.
Upon seeing this, Qi Yufeng immediately released her hand, asking, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
Mo Shisheng gently shook her head, met Qi Yufeng's nonchalant face, and continued walking towards Qingluan.
Qingluan's injuries were more severe than expected. One leg went from her ankle to her knee, and she could only stand on one leg with difficulty. Nanxiao was standing to the side. When she saw Mo Shisheng approaching, she said softly, "She tried to break through the sandstorm to save you."
Upon hearing this, Mo Shisheng glanced at Nan Xiao and nodded slightly, "Thank you."
Nan Xiao's throat tightened. There were so many things he wanted to ask Mo Shisheng, but after hearing the word "thank you," he smiled slightly and replied, "It's alright."
Approaching Qingluan, Mo Shisheng met her gaze, her voice slightly cold, "Do you know what Nascent Soul cultivation represents?"
Feeling a pang of guilt under Mo Shisheng's gaze, Qingluan hesitated to speak, but Mo Shisheng cut her off, saying, "That means death, Qingluan. I treat you as a friend, not so you can be buried with me, do you understand?"
Mo Shisheng's tone was slightly cold, unlike others who roared when angry, but this made Qingluan even more afraid.
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