Drag to Death

The silver needles that came out from Mu Tuluo's wounds returned into the embroidered shoes, vanishing without a trace—it was impossible to see where these silver needles were hiding. That pair of embroidered shoes then came loose from the severed legs, flying back into Granny Si's basket.

Granny Si took out some cloth and strong cloth soles, and quickly made herself a new pair of embroidered shoes. She wore them on her feet while shaking her head. "You dirtied my shoes and still have the face to whine so loudly. The devil race sure is an unreasonable bunch. You don't want your legs, right? The skin on your calves are still in good condition, the markings on them are natural decoration. I can make a pair of boots out of them. Can you give them to me? You are so nice."