Meng Qianqian took Tan'er to the forest where Shangguan Ling was trapped.
Tan'er put her hands on her hips and looked up at Shangguan Ling, who was hanging like a silkworm cocoon: "Trickster, do you want me to save you?"
Shangguan Ling opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.
"Tan'er."
Meng Qianqian spoke softly.
"Got it." Tan'er put on the silver thread gloves given to her by the Goddess, flew up, and swiftly tore apart the poisonous web.
Shangguan Ling fell to the ground with a thud.
Meng Qianqian fed him a Detoxification Pill, then performed the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, forcing the poison in his body to his left hand, and pricked his fingertip to let the poisoned blood flow out.
Color returned to Shangguan Ling's face, and the swelling in his throat subsided. He could finally speak: "You little girl... You could have used a knife to cut it, but you insisted on tearing it with your hands..."
Tan'er tilted her head: "I like it! I saved you, and you're still picky!"
