Mo Qingcheng placed Shangguan Yichen on the ground, checked him over, breathed a sigh of relief, applied medicine and bandaged his wounds, hesitated for a moment, then put a pill into the little boy's mouth, silently saying sorry in her heart.
Shangguan Yichen's complexion gradually regained its color, and he slept soundly.
Mo Qingcheng smiled and carried the little boy in her arms as they walked forward.
Farmer's anxious voice echoed in my mind: "Little Witch... Black Dragon Stone!"
Black Dragon Stone?
Mo Qingcheng's eyes lit up. She glanced down at the sleeping boy in her arms and smiled slyly.
After navigating the eighth level of trouble, a clear view suddenly appeared before her. Passing through a stone gate, Mo Qingcheng's eyes narrowed.
Boxes of jewelry were scattered haphazardly on the ground, and rows of medicine cabinets, labeled with various rare and precious herbs, were filled with them.
In the center stands a stone statue, its face obscured by a curse. An empty altar table for the Eight Immortals stands nearby.
Mo Qingcheng frowned, sniffed, and asked, "Where's the Black Dragon Stone you were promised?"
"Idiot!" Farmer's volatile temper erupted instantly.
Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes, gently placed Shangguan Yichen on the altar, and walked to an inconspicuous corner where a broken box covered in dust stood.
Farmer shouted excitedly, "Open it now!"
Open it? You think I, the instructor, will just open it because you tell me to? Don't I have any dignity?
The mischievous witch instructor blew twice on the box, and with a "click," the lock on the box fell to the ground automatically.
Mo Qingcheng's eyes flickered slightly, and a two-meter-long steel knife appeared in her hand. Farmer was dumbfounded. Could she really do something so unconventional?
The steel knife pried open the box lid, and a beam of black light shot into the sky, heading towards Shangguan Yichen.
not good!
Mo Qingcheng darted forward, scooped up the little boy from the offering table, and held him tightly in her arms, a wave of fear washing over her.
That was close!
Vengeful spirits!
The black light vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye. Mo Qingcheng took a deep breath and decided to leave this hellish place as soon as possible. Gold and silver jewelry were nothing compared to her life.
But... since we're already here, how can we not take advantage of the little guy who's in a coma?
With a cold expression, the witch instructor waved her small hand, and the stone chamber was left with only four corners besides the statues and the altar.
The girl, holding the little boy, left without a second thought...
A faint sigh echoed: "Am I... being rejected?"
"Bang!"
The stone door closed completely, leaving no gap. Mo Qingcheng laughed in anger: "Whether you're human or ghost, let's discuss some terms!"
"Take me away!"
"It's not impossible, but what about the payment?" Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, turned around, and glared at the stone statue with a roguish look: "Don't tell me it wasn't you causing trouble?"
Stone statue: "..."
"No? Goodbye, you should have said so earlier! What a waste of time!" Mo Qingcheng snorted, her eyes flashing slightly, and she turned away with her eyes down.
"Wait... I can save him."
Mo Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat. Had she been tricked?
How is that possible?
The stone statue remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "I will ensure his safety..."
"Deal!" Mo Qingcheng readily agreed, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "Once you're on my turf, only those who behave themselves will get their food..."
Stone statue: "Is it too late to run away now?"
Mo Qingcheng waved her hand, causing the stone statue and offering table to be stored in her spatial storage. She then took out a pill, put it into Shangguan Yichen's mouth, and returned along the same path...
"Cough cough..." The young boy had a very long dream, in which he became a monster dressed in a black robe...
"Big brother, Momo thought you would never come back, sob sob..."
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