"Qingxuan..."
"I can't let you steal the spotlight every time, can I? This humble Daoist also wants to play the hero." Ling Ningzhi's lips curved up, smiling as she gazed at him.
Chen Mo was momentarily dazed.
At the brink of life and death, she could still laugh?
Looking at her full head of silver hair, Chen Mo felt a twinge of discomfort in his heart — what a heartless fool she was...
"I won't bully you anymore." Chen Mo said softly.
"Hm? What did you say?" The environment was too noisy, Ling Ningzhi seemed not to have heard clearly.
"Ahem, nothing, I said you're really hopelessly silly..."
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Boom! Boom!
Two beams of light, one black and one white, surged forth, raising the Blood Net again.
Yu Hongyin and Qiao Tong spared no effort to mobilize Primordial Qi, helping Chen Mo shoulder the burden.
"Mr. Chen, continuing like this is just a temporary fix, useless in the long run. If we can't reach the formation's core, we are all doomed sooner or later!"
