Feng Qishi snorted when the wind blew, "Vine spirit, are you done yet?" As he spoke, he quickly dodged the vine spirit's attacks and retreated into the stable.
"This is the price for playing me." The vine spirit suddenly shouted, stopped, and forcefully swung a large beam of demonic light towards Feng Qishi.
"Uh, do you have to go this far?" Feng Qishi said, squatting down quickly.
The demonic light instantly enveloped him, then exploded with a bang. Feng Qishi lay on the ground.
Seeing Feng Qishi fall, the vine spirit showed a triumphant smile, then gracefully walked to Feng Qishi's front, stepped on Feng Qishi's hand, and said, "You are not Shen Yan after all."
Feng Qishi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his other hand, glared up at the vine spirit indignantly, "You deliberately lured me here."
"You only realized it after you fell. What were you doing before?" As he spoke, the vine spirit deliberately rubbed his foot on the back of Feng Qishi's hand twice.
Feng Qishi endured the intense pain and said, "If you have the guts, kill me."
"That's exactly what I intend to do," the vine spirit said, raising his hand.
Feng Qishi closed his eyes.
At the same time, Mu Anxiao and Piao, who had returned from the past, landed at the back door. Then, Mu Anxiao inadvertently saw the vine spirit's back and hurriedly shouted, "Vine spirit."
Upon hearing this, the vine spirit's lips curled, "You're lucky." As he spoke, he removed his foot, "Mu Anxiao, you're next." As he spoke, he suddenly turned around and was stunned, "I didn't expect you to be here too."
Piao coldly looked at the arrogant vine spirit before him, then glanced at Feng Qishi lying on the hay, "Vine spirit, you are truly audacious to dare to lay a hand on him."
Hearing Piao's words, the vine spirit chuckled, "We were just sparring, it's just that," he looked down at Feng Qishi, "this fellow is useless. He collapsed after just a few moves."
"Then fine, how about I have a duel with you?" Piao looked down at his hand that hung loosely by his side.
Mu Anxiao, upon hearing this, quickly grabbed Piao's arm, "Don't act impulsively. Be careful, there might be a trap."
Piao's body stiffened, and he smiled, "Are you worried about me?"
"She's not worried, just saying it casually," Feng Qishi shouted urgently, looking up.
The vine spirit lowered his head, "Can you stop interrupting?" As he spoke, he stepped on Feng Qishi's hand again.
Piao snorted, "Serves you right."
Mu Anxiao removed his hand, stepped forward, "Let him go."
"I refuse," the vine spirit said provocatively.
Mu Anxiao's brow furrowed, and he stared directly at the vine spirit, asking, "Feng Qishi, can you still stand up?"
Hearing this, Feng Qishi glanced at his hand and said, "Yes." As he spoke, he pushed himself up and then stood up with difficulty.
Seeing Feng Qishi stand up, Mu Anxiao's lips curved, "Talk to me seriously."
"Alright," Feng Qishi agreed, his eyes locked onto the back of the vine spirit's head.
The vine spirit's brow furrowed, and he turned to look at Feng Qishi, "I didn't expect you to actually stand up."
Feng Qishi coldly stared at the vine spirit's face, raised his arm to wipe the blood from his mouth, and asked mentally, Where is his weakness?
Mu Anxiao's eyes narrowed, and he said mentally, Poke his nostrils.
Hearing this, Feng Qishi's expression froze, "Are you kidding me? How am I supposed to poke that?"
"Just extend your fingers and poke. That's his weakness," Mu Anxiao said mentally, deliberately blocking Piao, "Don't go over there."
Piao looked down at Mu Anxiao's arm blocking him, then at Mu Anxiao's profile, and said, "I didn't expect you and that guy to have such good chemistry." As he spoke, his eyes began to glow with black light.
Mu Anxiao didn't notice the change in Piao's tone. Instead, he looked at Feng Qishi in the stable, whose hand was half-raised and hesitant, and urged mentally, "Hurry up, he's about to cast a spell."
"I..."
"Your chemistry still isn't good enough," the vine spirit said, staring at the unresponsive Feng Qishi, and slowly raised his hand.
Mu Anxiao became anxious, "Hurry up."
Feng Qishi glanced at Mu Anxiao's anxious face, stepped forward quickly, and as the vine spirit was about to cast a spell on him, he poked his index and middle fingers into the vine spirit's nostrils.
The beam of light in the vine spirit's hand instantly weakened.
Seeing the vine spirit stunned, Mu Anxiao's lips curved, and he said mentally, "That's it. Once he transforms back into his original form, quickly grab the chain."
"Alright," Feng Qishi agreed, and inadvertently glanced at Piao, "Silly Mu, the Piao behind you seems a bit off."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao sniffed the air, then slowly turned his head to look at Piao. At that moment, Piao suddenly reached out and grabbed her shoulder, saying in a low voice, "You two really do have good chemistry."
Mu Anxiao looked at Piao with a look of panic, "I don't understand what you're saying." As she spoke, she began searching for his weakness, but... she couldn't find it at all.
In the stable, under Feng Qishi's persistent efforts, the vine spirit transformed back into a chain with a bang.
"Done," Feng Qishi said. Just as he was about to reach for the chain, it suddenly disappeared with a swoosh.
Feng Qishi grabbed at empty air.
"Oh, it's fast," he said, looking at the green light slowly dissipating in his hand, then shouted at Mu Anxiao, "Silly Mu, I'm coming."
Hearing Feng Qishi's voice, Piao choked Mu Anxiao's neck, then slowly brought his face close to Mu Anxiao's face, "Since you refuse to accept my kindness, then I can only kill you, Mu Anxiao."
Mu Anxiao, with his face red from suffocation, met Piao's eyes and quickly shouted, "Feng Qishi, don't come over."
Feng Qishi didn't listen. As he charged forward at full speed, a black mist descended from the sky, directly entangling Feng Qishi and then throwing him back into the stable.
Piao sneered, "Useless fellow."
Mu Anxiao let out a sigh of relief, "Kill me then."
However, the moment Mu Anxiao said this, Piao's eyes deepened, "You still say you don't love him? You're willing to sacrifice yourself for him."
"Don't misunderstand me. I just think that rather than be tortured by you like this, it's better to die," Mu Anxiao said, glaring at Piao.
"Then fine, I'll grant your wish," Piao said, increasing the strength.
Feng Qishi leaned against the wall, feeling weak all over. He looked at the black mist gradually gathering above Piao, "Piao is indeed the one controlling this demonic energy." He clutched his chest and took a deep breath, finding that he still couldn't muster any strength.
Under the black mist, Mu Anxiao, with his face red from suffocation, looked at Piao. He trembled and reached into his embrace, fumbling for the brown pill. "Killing me won't do you any good," he said, on the verge of suffocation.