"Master, you're not planning to reprimand them, are you actually planning to kill them all? Aren't you?" I gripped the sheath of the Bronze Sword tightly, biting my lip, refusing to hand over the Bronze Sword.
Zhang Zidao's face flashed with a hint of surprise, his eyebrows furrowing, "You seem to have guessed your master's thoughts quite accurately."
If I were to hand over the sword to Zhang Zidao, wouldn't I fall back into the same scenarios that just occurred?
Being chased by countless horseshoe crabs, then falling into those strange black pits again.
Trapped in an endless cycle!!
I've considered changing directions when escaping, but intuition tells me.
Unless I find a way to change the situation, no matter which direction I run, I'll end up falling into the black pits.
If I enter again, I might never come out.
A surge of tidal-cold dread swept over me, as I saw something even darker than the night flying towards us.
"Poisonous Wasps are coming! Master, use fire to burn them," I shouted harshly, reminding Zhang Zidao.
Zhang Zidao cocked his head, pulled out two fire charms, and threw them at the dense swarm of wasps, "Disciple, you recognize this thing, huh? This is the secret of the Ten Thousand Poison Hall that is not passed on lightly."
"Because I'm such a jinx, I've seen Poisonous Wasps harm someone before," I watched as the wasps were burnt to death, their bodies turning into charred corpses that fell to the ground, covering my nose and mouth, "The smell of burning is so strange, could these venomous wasps cause hallucinations?"
"Don't know, but the burnt smell is indeed quite strange," Zhang Zidao, watching a man in a black robe step out of the jungle, also covered his nose and mouth, "Even if it can cause hallucinations, it won't affect me since I've attained Physical Sanctification. My obedient disciple, if you don't return the sword to me soon, we both are going to be hacked to death by the chaos of blades."
"I'll handle this, they're just a few minions, no need for Master to make a move."
I dared not let Zhang Zidao take action, so I reached into my pocket for the Matchbox, "Xiao Honghong, maybe you haven't fully recovered yet, but... can you... help me?"
Given Xiao Honghong's injuries, she definitely wouldn't come around in less than half a year.
But with the Wind-Setting Pearl that Granny Long had given me, there was a glimmer of hope that Xiao Honghong could be woken up early; let's treat a dead horse as if it's alive.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
A full ten seconds had passed. It was short,
but unable to compete with the ever-changing situation before me, where the man in the robe wielding a Miao Knife was already upon us.
"Woman, have you... missed me? It must have been tough without me around, huh?" A proudly nonchalant voice came just as the Matchbox popped open.
All I could see was a flash of red light, and nothing else, "Take control of all of them, leave survivors, and let none die."
"Can't kill, what a pity, when will you satisfy me, so I can... indulge in a massacre..."
As the wicked words of Xiao Honghong fell, a Miao Knife chopped down less than a centimeter from my face.
But the person holding the Miao Knife suddenly had a little centipede burrow into his brow.
His facial muscles instantly stiffened, and deep red bloodlines crawled all over his face.
Then, in an instant, all the others too.
Were immobilized by the offspring gu that Xiao Honghong had split off into their brows.
I exhaled a breath, my fingers slowly pushing away the sharp Miao Knife that was almost touching my face, "I'm glad you showed up just in time, otherwise... I would really be cooling under the moonlight, my Xiao Honghong."
With a clink, the Miao Knife fell to the ground.
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A streak of red light flashed before my eyes, and Xiao Honghong plunged headfirst onto my face, all its centipede legs striving to embrace me tightly.