All these thoughts flashed through her mind in a mere instant. Before Xin Huohuo, the lecherous ghost completely shed Tu Meiren's human form, transforming into a twisted, grayish-black mass, like some unidentifiable object melted in a great fire.
Its mouth opened wide, growing larger and larger until the entire thing became a giant maw. It seemed to envelop the entire barrier as it lunged down from above Xin Huohuo's head.
"Xiao Qi! Xiao Ba!" she cried out, instinctively covering her head with her arms.
But she didn't just cower and wait to die. Instead, she dropped low and leaped away with all her might.
All around her was the same street scene. She seemed to be trapped in a sphere, no longer in the three-dimensional world she knew. But she had no choice but to dash toward the direction where the nightclub's back door had been.
