Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

Seeing his bright smile, Xia Ximo was also touched.

She shifted her gaze and changed the subject: "Although this is an illusion, Xueyin will definitely not let us off easily. Be careful."

Ren Fengjue immediately replied, "Okay."

The two continued walking for a while, and suddenly a withered old tree appeared in front of them.

A chilling laugh brushed past my ears, and then the bats perched on the branches all raised their heads.

This is a common type of bat spirit in the Nine Netherworlds. It resembles a ghost but is not quite a ghost. Although it does not have much killing power, it is very troublesome.

Xia Ximo remembered that when she first arrived in the Nine Netherworld, there were often blind evil spirits who came to provoke her.

These evil bat spirits are dedicated to guiding evil spirits.

The evil spirit mocked them wantonly, while the bat spirit hissed and sneered from the side...

"Who would have thought that such a callow young girl would show up this time?"

"What heinous crime could a young girl have committed to warrant being locked up like this?"

"Let's have a go!"

They only thought she was easy to bully, but after fighting her, they realized that she was ruthless and decisive, never leaving any trouble behind.

Therefore, her enemies usually only have one fate—death.

Even a ghost is completely dead.

Those evil spirits that came to provoke them were caught off guard and killed, their bodies and souls annihilated.

This matter quickly spread throughout the entire Nine Nether Prison.

In the netherworld, it is common for evil spirits to fight each other, which is neither their concern nor their interest.

But once things get out of control, they have no choice but to intervene.

She had only been in the Netherworld for a short time when many evil spirits fell at her hands.

The entire Nine Nether Hell was filled with wails every day.

This was no small matter; it was a life-or-death struggle. She left no way out for her opponent, nor for herself.

After hearing about this, the Earth God even visited the Nine Netherworlds once.

The evil spirits came one after another to complain.

She remained silent on the matter.

She hardly ever spoke in the Netherworld; the evil spirits only knew that she was cruel.

After listening to the evil spirits' accusations, the Earth God casually remarked, "From now on, just take a detour when you see her."

From then on, no one dared to provoke the Nine Netherworlds.

Thinking about the past, Xia Ximo felt somewhat dazed.

She glanced at the bat spirits above the treetop, but a slightly larger bat spirit circled in the air once before attacking the two of them directly.

Seeing this, Xia Ximo quickly pushed Ren Fengjue aside.

But just as she was about to use her soul power to perform bone techniques, she discovered something strange about herself.

His soul power seemed to be sealed, and he couldn't cast any spells at all.

After a slight hesitation, the flying bat closed in, revealing its sharp teeth and claws, and was about to pounce on her when a hand pulled her back.

However, without a moment to catch their breath, the flying bats launched another attack on the two of them.

Ren Fengjue had no choice but to draw his long sword and meet the flying bat's attack...

As Xia Ximo watched his retreating figure, a scene flashed through her mind—

The young man in white, holding a long sword, stood in front of her.

"Mogu, you should leave. We will never see each other again."

Amidst the countless sword shadows, blood stained the entire sunset red.

……

She could no longer recall what the white-clad youth looked like, but she felt that his silhouette was gradually overlapping with Ren Fengjue's at this moment.

A complex emotion began to spread in my heart.

Although Ren Fengjue was just an ordinary person, he was quite skilled. He fought the flying bat for several rounds and did not lose ground.

Seeing that it could not do anything to him, the flying bat suddenly flapped its wings, and the bat spirits in the tree immediately swarmed out, intending to attack Ren Fengjue from both sides.

Xia Ximo couldn't find any flaws in this illusion, but she didn't want to suffer any loss in the present situation.

She knew that continuing this entanglement would only exhaust both of them.

This illusion is so realistic; who knows what awaits them next?

So she strode forward, grabbed Ren Fengjue's hand, and ran off in one direction.

"Hurry up!"

Seeing that they were about to escape, the flying bats only chased after them for a short while before disappearing from sight.

Xia Ximo still held Ren Fengjue's hand tightly, and even after the bat spirit disappeared, he dared not relax.

"Let's find somewhere to hide first."

Having spent time in the Nine Netherworlds, she naturally knew which places were most dangerous and which were relatively safe.

At this moment, looking around, one can immediately see the chaotic stone cave not far away.

The terrain there was complex, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it was the place where she had stayed the longest.

She was about to lead Ren Fengjue there when she saw him stumble slightly.

Xia Ximo turned around and saw blood seeping from his shoulder, which startled him.

"Are you injured?"

Although she didn't show it on her face, her eyes clearly revealed her anxiety, and she quickly reached out to help him up.

Ren Fengjue's face gradually turned pale, clearly from being injured by the bat spirit's claws.

But he shook his head and forced himself to say, "It's nothing, just a minor injury."

Xia Ximo didn't reply, but tightened her grip on his hand and slowed her pace.

When the two finally reached the chaotic cave, Ren Fengjue couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of dark black blood.

It seems the bat spirit carries poison...

Xia Ximo was flustered and quickly found a place in the cave for Ren Fengjue to sit down.

Seeing the anxiety on her face, Ren Fengjue couldn't help but comfort her, "Aren't we in an illusion? These injuries might all be fake, so don't worry."

Xia Ximo remained silent, reaching out to unbutton his clothes to check his injuries.

Her gaze was too frank; she clearly had no ulterior motives, yet it still made the young marquis flustered for a moment.

"What...what are you trying to do?"

"Check the wound."

"No need to look..."

He was about to refuse, but he had no strength left to resist.

Xia Ximo had never undressed a man before, and although she was quite skilled, she was still quite flustered.

Ren Fengjue's ears turned bright red, and he said helplessly, "You...you have to undo your belt first."

For ease of travel, he wore a belt around his waist at this time.

This thing is not easy to solve.

Xia Ximo pondered for a long time without finding a solution, so the young marquis had to speak up to guide her.

When her clothes were removed and she saw the wound on her shoulder, her gaze immediately darkened.

The wound was not shallow and was bluish-black. In a short period of time, the surrounding area had already begun to ulcerate, indicating that it was clearly poisonous.

Xia Ximo knew that there was no other way under these circumstances but to suck out the poison first.

Inside the grotto, only a sliver of light shone through.

The two were so close that Ren Fengjue immediately guessed what she was going to do. Just as he was about to stop her, she grabbed his shoulder.

"Don't move."

The next second, he froze. "If it's poisonous, you'll be in danger too..."

Xia Ximo, not wanting to consider the consequences, tightened her grip, restraining him, and quickly cleaned his wounds.

Then, she tore off a piece from the hem of her skirt to use as a bandage for the wound.

After finishing all that, she sat down next to Ren Fengjue, feeling a strange weariness in her hands and feet.

His back was covered in cold sweat.

Just then, she heard Ren Fengjue ask in a low voice, "Mogu, what are those two characters?"