Magical Pill of Resurrection
翻訳者: Larbre Studio 編集者: Larbre Studio
Zhang Ruochen glanced at Mu Lingxi to see that she was standing on the side, still, as if made of wood. She seemed dazed and pitiful. There was no sign of her usual cheeky mischievousness.
"Send her back immediately," Zhang Ruochen said coldly.
"Nope. If you want to send her back, do it yourself. I came to the netherworld to find the empress." Blackie raised its round cat face and ignored Zhang Ruochen.
"You think you're powerful now?"
Zhang Ruochen clenched a fist and walked over. He knocked against Blackie's head with a thud. It sounded like he'd hit a hollow wooden block.
"Are you going to do it? Try me and I'll send you back to the scroll world and seal you up again." Zhang Ruochen was annoyed. Blackie wasn't sensible at all. How could he bring Mu Lingxi to such a dangerous place?
"Zhang Ruochen, don't blame Blackie. It's not its fault. I shouldn't have forced it to bring me here." Tears flowed out of Mu Lingxi's eyes.