"No." Bai Bai refused ruthlessly, "Host, Tianyunmen has already noticed that Bing Nandong has escaped. You can't escape. Please prepare to escape."
Fan Zhiyi once again felt his body was weak. His legs gave way and Bing Nandong grabbed him, "Zhiyi!"
"Hurry up, hurry up!" Fan Zhiyi broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain in this cold winter, and his mind began to become dazed.
Bing Nandong didn't dare ignore his abnormality any longer and desperately sent his spiritual power into Fan Zhiyi's body. "Zhiyi, can you still hear me?"
"This is an old problem for me. Don't worry about me." Fan Zhiyi pushed Bing Nandong's hand away and shouted with all his strength, "Go!"
"Bai Bai, lead the way out of Tianyunmen! Otherwise, go find a new host!" Fan Zhiyi didn't know whether his words could threaten the system, but since Bai Bai chose him and came back to find him, maybe it meant that he still had some value.
After a long silence, Fan Zhiyi shouted, "Don't play dead. I know you're still here! You've left me all alone in this world without a care for me. Your business is still immature. Be careful, I'll do everything I can to report you..."
Fan Zhiyi was already at his wit's end and said whatever came to his mind, but Bai Bai still didn't respond. Fan Zhiyi had never felt that the silence in his mind was so tiring.
Bing Nandong carried Fan Zhiyi on his back, holding the cat in his arms. He seemed to have sensed the spiritual energy of others and began to run faster.
Fan Zhiyi's physical discomfort symptoms were more obvious at this time. He felt like he couldn't breathe and was in danger of suffocation at any time.
Seeing that he couldn't force it, Fan Zhiyi begged in his mind: "Baibai, good system, I beg you, please help me, you are the only one who can help us."
"Host, it's useless. Please understand that this is a novel and everything is predetermined."
"If it's really destined, then why did you come to me and ask me to come here to complete the mission? This world is real to Bing Nandong. How can we know the result if we don't give it a try?"
His mind was silent for another three seconds, and then a map of the entire Tianyun Sect appeared. The blue cursors represented him and Bing Nandong, and the red ones represented the pursuers from Tianyun Sect.
This time, the number of pursuers was extremely large, and many exits were blocked. Fan Zhiyi finally understood what Bai Bai meant by being unable to escape. They were surrounded on the mountain.
But the next moment, a route emitting bright yellow light was marked on the map. There were no pursuers from the Tianyun Sect guarding this route.
Fan Zhiyi didn't even have the strength to open his eyes. Relying on the map in his mind, he breathed weakly into Bing Nandong's ear: "Bing Nandong, go left and listen to me."
Bing Nandong paused for a moment, and without asking any more questions, he immediately followed what Fan Zhiyi said and successfully shook off the pursuers.
This road given to me for free is not easy to walk on. It is obvious that no one has ever walked on it.
The howling wind whistled past his ears, and Fan Zhiyi felt cold, as if the temperature around him was rapidly decreasing.
As Fan Zhiyi gave instructions, he continued to push Bai Bai in his mind: "Bai Bai, could you please delay my departure for another half an hour? Since you've already helped me, then please be a good person to the end. Please."
"Host, you should know that these are all useless efforts."
"Please."
"...Ten minutes."
Fan Zhiyi could feel that his breathing had become much smoother, as if his strength had returned to his body.
He knew that these reactions were due to the ten-minute delay, which was Baibai's biggest concession to him.
He opened his eyes and watched the trees being quickly left behind and replaced. He forced himself to stand up and said, "Bingnandong, I don't feel well. Put me down."
Upon hearing this, Bing Nandong found a flat place under a tree and put Fan Zhiyi down.
Fan Zhiyi's face was as pale as paper, and his lips had lost all color. He held onto the tree trunk, panting heavily, and looked at Bing Nandong: "I'll take a break." As he spoke, he took off the Qiankun bag Bing Nandong had given him from his waist and returned it to Bing Nandong, "It's too heavy, it makes me uncomfortable."
As expected, Bing Nandong took it without hesitation, then helped Fan Zhiyi sit down and looked at the impenetrable forest, which seemed like a cage that trapped them.
Bing Nandong transferred spiritual power to Fan Zhiyi. The more he transferred, the more frowned he became. His spiritual power completely disappeared. Fan Zhiyi was like a withered body. No amount of rescue would work. However, Bing Nandong just didn't believe it and increased the strength in his hands.
Fan Zhiyi tried to brush his hand away, but found that he couldn't brush it away at all, so he said, "I haven't had this problem for a long time. I didn't expect it to happen at this time... Never mind, I don't have the strength to walk anymore. I need to rest for a while. If I keep staying here, it will be more troublesome to go down the mountain later. We will definitely be found soon. How about this, you help me lead away the pursuers over there, and then come here to pick me up." He pointed in a direction. According to the map in his mind, there were the least pursuers in that direction, and Bing Nandong would definitely be able to handle it.
Bing Nandong didn't move. Fan Zhiyi held his hand, looking anxious: "Go quickly! I trust you so much, please trust me this time, Bing Nandong, let's escape together!"
Bing Nandong still didn't move, so Fan Zhiyi extended his pinky finger and said reassuringly, "Don't worry, I'll definitely be waiting here for you. We'll definitely be able to leave. Pinky promise."
"Fan Zhiyi, you promised me, and you can't regret it." Bing Nandong stretched out his little finger and hooked it with his.
"Of course." Fan Zhiyi pushed him weakly, "Go quickly."
No matter how many doubts and hesitations he had, Bing Nandong was now helpless. He didn't know how many people the Tianyun Sect had sent to find him, but he knew that the Tianyun Sect would not give up. If he was caught, there would be no chance of escape.
If he escapes alone against so many people, he might still have a chance of success, but with the addition of a weak Fan Zhiyi, he needs to consider carefully.
Fan Zhiyi would never give up. Since Zhiyi asked him to trust him, Bing Nandong would listen to him. What's more, they had made a promise.
Bing Nandong felt uneasy about putting half of his future on someone else, but he and Fan Zhiyi would become Taoist partners and they would venture into the world of immortal cultivation together, so he should get used to it.
He was willing to believe Fan Zhiyi.
Seeing Bing Nandong leave, Fan Zhiyi asked, "Baibai, is he gone?"
"Gone." Fan Zhiyi saw a purple dot in his mind, which should be Bing Nandong.
Time was running out, and he had to race against time. Looking at the other three groups of pursuers lingering nearby, Fan Zhiyi rolled up his sleeves, any that were in the way, his fighting spirit burning within him.
Back then, he was a man who raced with ghosts.
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