"Zeng Bo, stop! You said you wouldn't hurt the cats, I'll go with you!" Zi Ying had also run over at some point and was startled by what she saw.
However, Zeng Bo fought more and more fiercely, and his fighting style became increasingly bizarre, with terrifying strength!
"You're asking for it!" Cat suddenly shouted angrily. She wrapped Zeng Bo's whip around and swung him around violently. Zeng Bo crashed to the ground, leaving a deep crater.
Even so, he was completely unharmed!
Ziying was completely shocked. The last time she saw Zeng Bo, he wasn't like this! But she had no strength at all now. The two of them were fighting so fiercely that she couldn't get involved at all.
She watched anxiously, and when she saw the cat bleeding profusely from its shoulder, her heart ached as well.
Suddenly! The cat released the whip!
She switched to a dagger, wiped her hand on her shoulder, and quickly drew a talisman on the dagger while it was still wet with blood!
As Zeng Bo charged forward again, Maomao grabbed one of his arms, turned to the side, and thrust the dagger into Zeng Bo's chest!
This time, the dagger, gleaming with a sharp light, pierced Zeng Bo's heart!
However, Zeng Bo suddenly unleashed a strange power, broke free from the cat, ran towards Zi Ying, picked her up and ran!
He ran through the woods like a wild beast!
"Zeng Bo! What happened to you? How did you become like this!" Zi Ying looked down in shock. The dagger was still stuck in Zeng Bo's chest!
That's clearly the location of his heart, but why does he seem perfectly fine?
The cat relentlessly chased after her, but after running for a while, she stopped, feeling dizzy and unsteady, before finally leaning against a tree to steady herself.
She looked down and saw a syringe stuck in her left arm. Her shoulder was injured and the pain was somewhat numb. She didn't even know when the syringe had been inserted into her arm.
The cat pulled out the syringe, looked up into the distance, and could barely see Ziying and Zengbo anymore.
Damn it!
The cat turned around and leaned against the tree, then slowly slid down to sit on the ground. That damn Zeng Bo, what did he inject her with?
Her body is now so weak that it can't resist anything, let alone be immune to all poisons! She's been in the human world for so long that she's lost all sense of vigilance.
She checked her pockets and realized she had left her phone in the car.
She struggled to her feet, wanting to walk back, but she didn't know how far she had chased after them, and now she was dizzy and disoriented, unable to even tell which way was which.
After stumbling and walking for a long time, my legs felt like they weighed a ton, and I couldn't support my increasingly heavy body any longer. My consciousness also became more and more blurred.
She collapsed to the ground, her eyes wide open, staring intently ahead, filled with resentment. She couldn't just die like this, could she? Was it because she had killed someone that the King of Hell was making her pay with her life?
But she hasn't raised Ah Jin yet; she hasn't waited for Ah Jin's soul to be complete and for him to regain his memories.
Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier. Before she closed her eyes completely, Cat thought fiercely that if she returned to Hell, she would definitely go to Kunlun Immortal Mountain again! And pluck all the white-bearded old man's beard off!
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I don't know how much time passed before the cat woke up.
A pair of eyes snapped open, staring at the blinding light. The cat turned its head and saw the bright sunshine outside.
"The cat isn't dead!"
This is not hell; hell has no light.
Relieved, the cat then began to observe the area.
A large bedroom with light blue wallpaper, bright decor, and simple furnishings. The sky outside the window is vast, an endless expanse of blue.
"Where is this place?" Cat propped herself up, a sharp pain shooting through her shoulder. She belatedly realized she was injured.
Looking down at herself, she was surprised to find that she was wearing loose-fitting loungewear, and the wound on her shoulder... had been bandaged.
Just then, the door suddenly opened.
Cat frowned and looked over, a dagger sliding out of its hand.
Someone pushed the door open and paused in surprise when they saw that she was already sitting up. "You're awake?"
"Song Sifan?" Cat's brows furrowed even more, but she also instantly threw the dagger back into her life space.
Song Sifan quickened her pace, wanting to help the cat lie down, "The injury on your shoulder is very serious, don't move around, it will reopen."
The cat dodged his hand, turned her body, and felt a tearing pain in her shoulder. Her brow twitched slightly, and she said with a look of refusal, "Don't touch me. I don't need to lie down. This little injury won't kill me."
Song Sifan stood there, dressed in light sportswear, looking very casual. Usually, he was always seen wearing spotless suits, so this was the first time I'd seen him looking so clean and handsome.
"I won't die, but the scars will make me ugly," Song Sifan said.
"I won't have any scars."
She has plenty of scar-removing medication; Song Sifan is worrying too much.
She looked up at Song Sifan, and then, as if giving instructions, pointed to a chair in the distance, "Move a chair and sit here."
Looking up at people is too tiring.
Song Sifan seemed to chuckle. He dragged a chair to the side of the bed with one hand and sat down.
The cat asked bluntly, "Where is this?"
"My home."
How did I get here?
Looking at the cat, Song Sifan saw the interrogation-like expression on her face and couldn't help but say, "Why are you so wary of me? I did save your life, didn't I?"
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