When Qing Wu mobilized her ghost power to cut the invisible restraints under her feet, she felt a sudden pain at the place where her fingertips had been pierced by the soul-replenishing needle, and then her brain also felt like it was pricked by a needle, making her dizzy.
While dizzy, Qing Wu only had one thing left in her heart: Even if her secret trip to the human world was exposed, after this, she would go to Xukongzangyuan herself and pluck all of Mi Yan's bird feathers! !
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Qing Wu's head was buzzing, as if a mosquito had crawled into her brain and was making a lot of noise, which was very annoying.
"It's so noisy." She subconsciously raised her hand and fanned it in front of her eyes, making a crisp sound.
The palm of the hand slapped something firmly.
Qing Wu suddenly opened her eyes, and what she saw was a man's deep, painted eyebrows and eyes. His long eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes. At this moment, his brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a slap mark on his face. The man's eyelashes moved, but he was still awake.
There was a faint light coming through, allowing Qing Wu to see the current situation clearly.
She was leaning against something behind her, something soft and elastic. Xiao Chenyan half-knelt in front of her, supporting his arms above her. Even though he had fainted, he still protected her like a barrier.
The upper half of his clothes were missing for some reason, as if they had melted away.
A strong smell of blood came to her face. Qing Wu clearly saw a drop of mucus dripping from above. The mucus dripped onto Xiao Chenyan's arm, making a sizzling sound.
Like a drop of boiling oil splashing into water, Qing Wu watched the flesh on his arm burst open, corroded by the mucus, leaving circles of red marks, and blood gushed out...
My heart felt like it was being gripped by a big hand.
Another drop of mucus was about to fall, and when that drop of mucus was about to fall on her face, the man put his hand on her forehead.
There was another sizzling sound, and Qing Wu felt an inexplicable surge of anger in her heart. She pulled his hand away with force, "Xiao Chenyan, you are crazy."
The man slowly opened his eyes, and a cool breath brushed against his face. He looked at her red eyes, wiped the corners of her eyes with his thumb, and his hoarse voice was still filled with a smile.
"Don't you love beauty the most? Fortunately, the princess's face was saved."
Qing Wu was so angry that she wanted to punch him in the chest with her fist.
Is her face important now?
God knows what happened when she fainted. Qing Wu bit her lip and supported him: "Can you still get up?"
Xiao Chenyan half closed his eyes and nodded.
His body was visibly weakened, so Qing Wu put his arm around her shoulders and supported his waist to lend him strength, but her touch was sticky. She looked up and saw a shocking blood-red patch on his back.
"Don't look." Xiao Chenyan said calmly, "I'm fine. Let's find a way out first."
Qing Wu pursed her lips and tried to summon her ghost power. She felt a sharp pain in her head again. She knew it was because of that damn soul-replenishing needle.
This is really a setback. The needle must have been left there intentionally by Mi Yan.
When she saw Gu Lingyue for the first time, she didn't notice anything unusual about her. When she was checking, the needle took the opportunity to enter her body.
The soul-replenishing needle was originally used to repair the soul. It would only slow down the ghost power in her body, but it was not a big problem.
But this needle had obviously been specially processed by Mi Yan, hiding it from her perception and even being able to temporarily seal her ghost power.
In other words, Qing Wu has now become a delicate flower that is powerless and unable to even lift a finger.
It was the delicate flower that I deliberately disguised myself as when I went to Izumo-kan last time.
She supported Xiao Chenyan, carefully avoiding the mucus dripping from above. The space they were in was not large, and a green light was coming in from outside.
There was something like spider silk above and around, and the entire space was like a cocoon.
Xiao Chenyan noticed her abnormality and frowned: "Is your power restricted?"
Qing Wu hummed with a dark face, and said to save face: "It's temporary, give me some time."
It was supposed to be a life-and-death situation, but Qing Wu heard him laughing out loud.
"You still have the heart to laugh." Qing Wu glared at him angrily: "I can't die, but you may not."
"If I die, will I turn into a ghost?" Xiao Chenyan looked at her.
Qing Wu curled her lips and said, "You are so fierce, you will definitely be a ghost when you die."
"That's it." He said calmly, "Anyway, it's not like my soul will be shattered immediately. If I become a ghost, it might be easier for me to do what I want to do."
The man spoke in a relaxed tone, as if he was not talking about his own life.
Qing Wu: “…”
She was really a little mad at Xiao Chenyan.
Looking around, there were cocoon walls everywhere, and some scratches could be seen, which should have been left by Xiao Chenyan's sword.
His sword could kill ghosts, but it couldn't break open this cocoon. This place was really weird.
"What happened after I passed out?"
Xiao Chenyan shook his head: "I don't know, I was already in this cocoon room when I woke up."
Qing Wu frowned and pulled off a cocoon silk with her hand. The cocoon silk was like a living thing, wrapping around her fingers and leaving bloody marks in an instant.
She could feel something inside the cocoon silk drilling into her body, like a greedy snake that wanted to eat her soul.
But…is it possible?
Qing Wu let the cocoon silk go towards her soul. The moment the cocoon silk touched her soul, it froze and did not move.
It's like an ant touching the abyss and getting a glimpse of a giant.
Qing Wu suddenly clenched the cocoon silk tightly, a hint of ridicule flashed in her eyes. Her ghost power was sealed, but the essence of her soul remained unchanged. This body could be destroyed, but how could her soul be hurt by this mere cocoon silk.
Thanks to the cocoon silk, she took the opportunity to pry open a gap in the shackles left by the soul-replenishing needle.
A faint light flashed in Qing Wu's eyes, like the sticky black color under the abyss. That was the original color of her soul and also her original power.
The Judge's Pen trembled and cried out, "No way, you're going to use your original power?! Ah Wu, you bad boy, calm down. Your current body can't withstand your original power, it will break!"
Rather than the destruction of this physical body, Judge Bi was more afraid of Qing Wu going crazy.
Once the original power in her body is activated, even the Five Ghost Emperors will have to retreat. The last time she used the original power was when she went to West Ghost City and forcibly took Ye You away from the Ghost Prison.
It was also at that time that she and the Western Ghost Emperor had a feud.
Now in the world, no one can stop her from going crazy!
"Xiao Chenyan." Qing Wu's voice was a little hoarse.
Xiao Chenyan had already noticed her abnormality. When he met her eyes, he was stunned for a moment. He saw a pair of extremely dark eyes without a trace of light.
He looked at her as if he was staring into the abyss.
"Do you dare to make a contract with me?" She asked softly, like the whisper of an evil spirit, tempting people to fall into hell.
"I lend you my strength, and you give me your body."
He looked at her quietly, as if he was seeing her original appearance for the first time. The ghosts in the underworld were heartless and merciless, and even their souls were pitch black.
But he did not feel terrified, nor fearful. Instead, he had a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had been here for a lifetime and seemed to have been here before.
"Why not?"
Just like when they first met, she asked him, "Are you afraid of being with ghosts?"
He is already deep in hell, so why should he fear hell?
The woman's soft lips pressed against his, like a greedy witch, prying open his lips and teeth, like a corrupt ghost, trying to touch his soul.
The darkness eroded and turned into a thread, binding his soul tightly to hers.
"The contract is done, there is no regret..."
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