"Come closer," Feng Qishi said, turning his head to look at Mu Anxiao, who was five paces away.
Mu Anxiao immediately stepped forward and stood behind Feng Qishi, saying, "I've discovered a problem."
Feng Qishi, while meticulously observing their surroundings, uttered two words: "You."
Mu Anxiao swallowed, casually tugged on Feng Qishi's sleeve, and said, "I think something's not quite right here."
"It's not just here that's not right, everything is not right," Feng Qishi said, his face a mask of alertness.
"It's too terrifying," Mu Anxiao exclaimed.
In the ten years she had been here, Mu Anxiao had never encountered a situation like this. The demonic souls had always appeared one by one, never in hordes.
Therefore, the current situation made Mu Anxiao suddenly feel a sense of helplessness.
Feng Qishi had always assumed Mu Anxiao was a confident immortal. He even thought that when faced with such a situation, Mu Anxiao wouldn't back down but would confront it directly, regardless of her abilities.
To his surprise, she still seemed full of apprehension.
This moment gave him a new understanding of her.
After a moment, Feng Qishi deliberately asked, "Where did your former courage go?"
Mu Anxiao replied, "Before, I only encountered one demonic soul at a time. Never so many coming after me. You suddenly gave me a number, and instantly, all my courage was worn away."
"You blame me."
"No, I've just suddenly seen reality clearly," Mu Anxiao said, glancing around.
Feng Qishi sighed, "I think you're just seeing how powerful I am, and that's why you're like this."
"No."
"No means yes!" Feng Qishi declared and punched forward.
Following this, a streak of blue light shot out.
Where the blue light went, several green lights flew into the sky.
Mu Anxiao looked up, swallowed, and said, "Those are demonic souls."
Feng Qishi lowered his hand and looked at Mu Anxiao, "You suddenly becoming timid, I'm really not used to it."
"I'm just this kind of person, I change quickly," Mu Anxiao replied, tilting her head up.
"I'm starting to doubt if you're Mu Anxiao," Feng Qishi squinted.
Mu Anxiao gave a dry laugh, "Of course I am."
Since the appearance of the two hundred and fifty demonic souls, Mu Anxiao had lived in fear every day. Although she appeared domineering in front of others, and even arrogant in front of Feng Qishi, in reality, it was all a deliberate disguise.
Ten years ago, she had divine helpers by her side. For the past ten years, she had Zhang Yan. Now, she had Feng Qishi.
Of course, she had previously refused to let Feng Qishi stay by her side because she felt she couldn't protect him.
However, the moment Feng Qishi told her he had Shen Yan's memories, she suddenly felt that this guy was quite reliable.
Although she had said many foolish things today, the instant she heard Feng Qishi mention the number fifty, she not only felt he was reliable but also a person worthy of trust.
Just like how she had trusted Shen Yan sixty years ago.
Feng Qishi was silent for a moment, then said, "Your temperament changes too quickly."
"You too," Mu Anxiao pointed at Feng Qishi.
"How am I like you?" Feng Qishi said indignantly.
"You are imitating yourself, and I was imitating you. In this process, we both forgot ourselves. You," Mu Anxiao smiled, pursing her lips, "are you not different from me?"