Huo Chenling! I Would Rather Die Than Let You Take the Blame

Bai Mingxu bit his finger, drawing a blood symbol, attempting to communicate with the Yin and Yang in the fastest and most effective way.

However, he was suddenly embraced by Bun Bun, who took his bloodied finger into her mouth.

“Brother Mingxu, look,” Bun Bun said.

Bai Mingxu raised his head, feeling somewhat bewildered.

“Where… are those things?” he asked.

Bun Bun released his finger after it stopped bleeding, pouting her small mouth and smiling mischievously.

“They all went back!” she exclaimed.

Bai Mingxu replied with a puzzled expression, “Hmm?”

Bun Bun’s round eyes darted around, pointing at the stunned Song Qiao, who seemed to still be in a daze.

“Brother Mingxu, just look at that scoundrel’s expression, and you’ll know that Zaizai didn’t lie,” she said.

Bai Mingxu followed her gaze and revealed a subtle expression.