The first spirit ring lit up beneath Xiao Wu's feet.
"First Spirit Skill, Waist Bow!"
Whoosh! Her scorpion braid wrapped around Tang San's neck, lifting him into the air.
With her back to him, Xiao Wu kicked him back with one foot, landing on his waist, using it as a fulcrum to propel Tang San high up in an inverted position.
Coming to his senses, he tried to untie the braid around his neck, but it was too late. He could only watch helplessly as the ground drew closer and closer!
Thud!
"Ah!" Tang San screamed. This time, Xiao Wu hadn't held back at all, and he felt pain in every bone.
Before he could even process it, the feeling of weightlessness returned.
"First Spirit Skill! Waist Bow!"
Tang San's pupils widened. 'Is Xiao Wu really going to kill me?'
Bang bang bang!
Ignoring his thoughts, Xiao Wu mechanically repeated the use of her first spirit skill.
Ye Qiu had just finished tearing off the Blue Silver Grass from his body when he suddenly felt a chill, a sense of dread washing over him. 'It's him! He's nearby!' "
Stop immediately," Ye Qiu said, his voice slightly hurried, "Alright, Xiao Wu!"
*Snap!* He grabbed Xiao Wu's wrist. "Let it go."
"But Xiao Qiu..."
"Alright, stop talking!" Ye Qiu slowly tightened his grip on her wrist, making it red.
Xiao Wu winced in pain, looking strangely at
Tang San lying unconscious on the ground, his bones possibly broken.
"Wang Sheng, carry Tang San to the bed!" Ye Qiu called out to them.
But they didn't move.
Only after Xiao Wu glared at them did they react. "Okay, okay!"
Xiao Wu didn't care what they did to Tang San. She hugged Ye Qiu's arm, tilting her head back. "What's wrong?"
He didn't answer her, only patted her head. His martial spirit, hidden beneath his black silk, quietly activated. He focused his attention, his gaze scanning the surroundings through the walls.
Only after confirming there was nothing unusual did Ye Qiu breathe a sigh of relief.
Noticing his unusual behavior, Xiao Wu reached out and covered his forehead with her delicate hand. "Xiao Qiu, are you feeling unwell? Did you hurt yourself somewhere?"
"Nothing, I just want some peace and quiet."
"Who's Jingjing?" Xiao Wu pouted. She had given Tang San a good beating, and Xiao Qiu hadn't even praised her.
Ye Qiu smiled wryly, not answering her. He felt a little tired. 'What a silly rabbit, so carefree!'
Seeing that Wang Sheng and the others had settled Tang San down, Ye Qiu was about to send someone to call Grandmaster...
bang bang bang!
Just then, a rain of knocking came from the dormitory door. Whoever came was definitely not in a good mood.
After knocking for a long time without getting an answer, an angry voice rang out, "Xiao Wu! Make them open the door right now!"
Wang Sheng and the others recognized the voice, but dared not approach.
"Yu Xiaogang?" Ye Qiu murmured. Sure enough! He hadn't misjudged; Tang Hao had been nearby! Otherwise, how could Yu Xiaogang have known so quickly that Tang San was in trouble?
Without much hesitation, Ye Qiu was about to open the door when Xiao Wu called out worriedly, "Xiao Qiu!" He returned
a reassuring look.
He opened the door and faced the door open.
There stood Yu Xiaogang, dressed in his graduation gown. His usual expressionless face was now contorted with rage, his eyes wide with terror!
He was panting heavily, showing how quickly he had arrived.
Yu Xiaogang didn't want to run so desperately, but he couldn't!
He had been peacefully reading in his room when his idol, Haotian Douluo, suddenly appeared again!
He was told that his disciple, the future golden boy, had been knocked unconscious by a little girl.
Upon receiving the news, he dared not delay and rushed over immediately.
After knocking for quite some time, the door finally opened!
"What are you doing? Are you trying to rebel?!" Looking at Wang Sheng and the others huddled together inside, he was furious!
His eyes swept past Ye Qiu, landing on Xiao Wu, ready to reprimand her.
"Tang San's over there!" Ye Qiu, too lazy to listen to his nonsense, pointed to Tang San, who was sprawled on the bed.
"Xiao San!" Yu Xiaogang saw the figure lying on the bed and rushed over.
"Xiao San, Xiao San!" He shook him vigorously but there was no movement; fear gradually filled his mind.
He was just a good-for-nothing expelled from his family, a fraudster banished from the Spirit Hall by the Holy Maiden, a fool abandoned by his cousin, but he didn't want to die after being ridiculed for most of his life; he wanted to prove himself to the world!
"Damn it! How dare you! If anything happens to Xiao San, you'll all be buried with him!" He glared fiercely at Xiao Wu, his eyes bloodshot, spitting as he spoke.
"Hmph! He clearly started it himself!" Just a level 29 good-for-nothing uncle, Xiao Wu wasn't afraid of him.
"Master, don't worry, he probably only broke a few bones. Taking him to a healing-type Soul Master soon shouldn't be a problem."
Ye Qiu tugged at Xiao Wu's sleeve, signaling her to stop talking, and told Yu Xiaogang to take Tang San away!
Hearing Ye Qiu's words, Yu Xiaogang finally recovered somewhat. He placed his hand on Tang San's neck to check before relaxing.
A gust of wind blew in from outside, causing him to shiver; his back was already soaked with sweat.
"Hmph! That had to be, otherwise none of you will escape!" He uttered these harsh words and, without saying another, carried Tang San away.
Ye Qiu gazed at the night outside. Beside the fleeing Yu Xiaogang, there seemed to be a dark figure, indistinct and hard to see clearly.
"Xiao Qiu, should we leave Notting Academy?" Ye Qiu, still staring blankly outside, heard Xiao Wu's voice beside him.
'Leave? Where to? Can we even leave?' Without saying much, he pulled her into his arms. "Don't worry, get some rest, you'll be fine in a few days."
"Mmm," Xiao Wu replied softly. She didn't know what Ye Qiu was thinking; all she could do was trust him.
...
Late at night, the lights in Dormitory Seven were off, and everyone else was already asleep, but Ye Qiu couldn't fall asleep.
'This time, Tang Hao will definitely see me as an obstacle, and my days by Xiao Wu's side are numbered!'
"Xiao Wu?"
Ye Qiu, still lost in thought, suddenly noticed that Xiao Wu had gotten up from the bed next to him.
She tiptoed to Ye Qiu's bedside and lay down without any hesitation.
Xiao Wu leaned forward, wrapped her arms around his neck, snuggled into his arms, and nuzzled her head.
"Xiao Qiu~ It's been so long since we've lain together like this! Hug me, okay?"
Her sweet voice was soothing.
His stiff body and troubled heart were greatly relieved.
Holding the soft girl in his arms, their eyes met.
Perhaps he should make a trip to the Soul Hunting Forest. Without soul skills, his safety was completely unprotected.
Today, he even had to rely on Xiao Wu's intervention.
He had already made up his mind that even if something happened to him, he absolutely couldn't let anything happen to Xiao Wu. Sacrifice? Forget about it!
Ye Qiu didn't like any of those "dead wife soul rings."
While he was still pondering tomorrow's plans, he felt a soft, familiar touch on his lips.
After a few breaths, Xiao Wu's voice rang out again.
"Xiao Qiu~ Get some rest~ Xiao Wu will always be with you!"
"Mmm"
...
(End of Chapter)