Shen Miao was completely focused and dared not slack off in the slightest.
She knew in her heart that she was all alone now and could only rely on herself. If she failed, she would die here and never see Qingchen and the children again.
The evil spirit lived up to its name, displaying a wide variety of tricks. One moment it would turn into black smoke, the next it would vanish without a trace. Shen Miao relied entirely on luck to find it accurately, let alone kill it.
However, her opponent was able to easily strike her and absorb her spiritual power.
Unbeknownst to her, Shen Miao had developed numerous wounds, each bleeding profusely. She retreated to a tree, her back pressed against the trunk, warily scanning her surroundings as she gasped for breath.
This can't go on. If this continues, she'll die here.
Shen Miao took the initiative, slashing wildly at the air while shouting and yelling, summoning evil spirits to fight her, acting like a madwoman.
The evil spirits appeared again and again, but she couldn't notice them in time, so her wounds multiplied.
This is a very wicked spirit, and it is clearly toying with Shen Miao.
But Shen Miao was helpless against it. Finally, after exhausting too much energy, she collapsed to the ground. The evil spirit turned into a cloud of black mist, which enveloped Shen Miao's body. A huge mouth opened in the black mist, as if it was about to swallow Shen Miao.
As the black mist drew closer, Shen Miao quietly took out a dagger from her spatial storage and thought to herself, "Now!" She gripped the dagger and thrust it fiercely into the black mist!
"Ah!" A shrill, inhuman scream suddenly rang out.
Then, the black mist began to churn.
Shen Miao pulled out her dagger and quickly stepped back. The dagger was stained with blood; she had stabbed him. A faint smile appeared on Shen Miao's lips.
The entire forest was shrouded in black mist, so thick that one could not see their own hand in front of their face.
Shen Miao gripped the dagger tightly, unsure of the situation, and could only wait. After an unknown amount of time, the black mist finally dissipated, and the evil spirit had vanished.
There was a pool of blood on the ground, and also a strangely shaped, dark creature.
Shen Miao had never seen such a strange thing before. It was not entirely an animal, and it was incredibly ugly. This thing had a large bloody gash on its abdomen, and in the same spot on its back.
In other words, Shen Miao's slash pierced right through the evil spirit.
Shen Miao twitched the corners of her mouth, let out a long breath, and the next moment, her body crashed heavily to the ground.
She longed to close her eyes and sleep soundly, but she couldn't. She didn't know how to leave this place, and the old man hadn't told her how to get out if she succeeded.
Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it. Shen Miao took out some hemostatic medicine from her space and applied it to herself while enduring the pain. She had used up a lot of her superpowers and couldn't even use her healing superpowers anymore. She couldn't heal herself, so she could only use medicine instead.
After the medicine was applied, Shen Miao lay on the ground and closed her eyes.
When she woke up again, Shen Miao felt as if she had been thrown into a furnace. It was so hot that she felt like she was melting.
What was going on? She opened her eyes in confusion, and what came into view was a fiery red sky with countless fire points falling from the sky, and in the distance, streams of lava were rising from the mountains.
Damn, it's a volcano.
Startled, Shen Miao scrambled to her feet. She estimated that at this distance, she could very well be roasted to death by the flowing lava, leaving not even bones behind.
Shen Miao looked around for a place to hide, but suddenly caught sight of a figure not far away. The figure was very familiar; it was Qing Chen.
How did he end up here?
Shen Miao was stunned. Was this her dream? But could a dream be this real? Her skin felt like it was about to crack from the heat. Shen Miao didn't have time to dwell on it. She rushed over, grabbed Qing Chen's hand, and ran, saying, "What are you doing here?"
Qingchen replied, "I was looking for you. If you hadn't wandered off, we wouldn't have run into all this!"
What, is it still because of her?
Qingchen seemed very angry, and Shen Miao inexplicably weakened. "Well, now is not the time to talk about this. Getting out of here is the most important thing."
"Run! Where can we run? Look, there's lava everywhere. We can't escape."
Shen Miao encouraged him, "You can escape, you definitely can escape, believe me."
Then she looked back and saw that the lava was up to her heels. She was so scared that she wet herself. My God, is there something wrong with this lava? Why does it have to take the same path as them when there are so many other paths to take?
"Run uphill!"
Shen Miao shouted immediately.
Surely the lava can't defy the heavens and go uphill with them.
As it turns out, they really were amazing; they kept chasing them, even uphill.
Shen Miao was filled with despair.
Is this really necessary?!
Keep climbing! I refuse to believe it can keep chasing me forever!
By this time, both of them had almost exhausted their strength. Shen Miao was panting heavily, while Qing Chen, though quiet, was covered in sweat as if it were raining.
Shen Miao held Qing Chen's hand tightly, as if letting go would make him disappear.
"Come on, Qingchen, we'll be able to escape soon." Shen Miao lied through her teeth.
Qingchen twitched the corner of his mouth but said nothing.
Suddenly, Shen Miao's hand was tugged, and the weight suddenly increased, almost causing her to fall. She hurriedly turned around and saw Qing Chen, who had been walking beside her, step into the crevice.
Below the crack, there is flowing, fiery red magma.
Qingchen is now only supported by her hand. If she lets go, Qingchen will fall into the lava.
Shen Miao almost stopped breathing.
"Qingchen, don't be afraid, I'll pull you up," Shen Miao shouted.
Qingchen stared at her intently and advised, "Chen Miao, you've wasted your energy. I know you're out of strength. Let me go."
"I don't want to!" Shen Miao retorted excitedly.
How could she let him go? He was the father of her four cubs, her male beast. She would rather die than let him go!
But Qingchen was right. Her strength was indeed almost exhausted, but she still refused to let go. If we're going to die, let's die together!
Shen Miao's fair arms were scraped raw and bloody from the uneven rock face, with bones protruding in some places.
Qingchen shouted sternly, "Let go, Shen Miao!"
"No, I'm going to pull you up, I'm not leaving."
Shen Miao's vision was already blurred; she couldn't tell if it was from sweat or tears.
Seeing her like this, Qingchen felt a pang of sadness for some reason. He softened his voice and said, "Shenmiao, listen to me. There are four children in the family. What will happen to them if we all die?"
"I don't know, don't ask me, and don't try to persuade me to give up. I won't give up." Shen Miao gritted her teeth, pulling Qingchen up little by little, with negligible effect.
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