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Chapter 957 - 950: Surviving After the Disaster

Chapter 957: Chapter 950: Surviving After the Disaster

However, what the Flying Head Monster did next was beyond Cheng Ziang’s expectation. She did not attack him as he had thought she might, but instead tilted her head and studied his face carefully, especially showing an unusual emotion when she saw the tear marks on his cheeks.

"Is she... feeling sorry for me?" Cheng Ziang couldn’t help but think.

At the same time, he also noticed a detail: the closer the Flying Head Monster got to him, the weaker the magic that constituted her head became.

As she was about to approach him, the light emitted by the Flying Head Monster was so bright that it was almost unbearable to look at directly, but when she finally came in front of him, nose to nose, Cheng Ziang found that her glow had softened considerably. He could even see through her relatively transparent skin to the thick magic within her head.

Cheng Ziang knelt in place, stunned and afraid to make any sudden moves. The Flying Head Monster observed him from a close distance. Following this, she even made a very bold move.

She dissolved the magic that formed her head, scattering the cohesive magic, and as the magic weakened, her head gradually dimmed.

After dispersing the magic, the Flying Head Monster passed directly through Cheng Ziang’s chest. There was no tearing pain as he had imagined, only a discomfort of having his soul peeked into. This invasion felt much more gentle compared to a direct assault, and Cheng Ziang didn’t feel too severe a discomfort.

The Flying Head Monster passed through Cheng Ziang’s chest and exited through his back. Then she soared into the air, gathered the magic to reform her head, and once again hovered in front of him, continuing to tilt and shake her head as she examined him.

"You, you, you..." Cheng Ziang breathed in haste but could not utter a single word. He could clearly feel that the animosity from the monster before him was fading, replaced by a strange sense of closeness. He even saw a hint of sympathy in her eye whites.

The Flying Head Monster noticed Cheng Ziang’s gaze, so she followed it, seeing Luo’er and Fulajie’er, who was sobbing messily on the ground not far away.

"Please don’t harm them, okay?" Cheng Ziang mustered his courage and made his plea with a trembling voice.

To his great surprise, after he spoke those words, the Flying Head Monster nodded lightly, seemingly agreeing to his request.

"And her..." Cheng Ziang said, his gaze shifting to Feng, who also lay on the ground nearby.

Once again, the Flying Head Monster followed his gaze, then nodded for the second time. Her response left Cheng Ziang somewhat unprepared—after making these two requests, he just stood frozen in place, unsure of what to say next.

The Flying Head Monster continued to look at Cheng Ziang with eyes full of pity, then kept circling around him, never showing any intention to attack.

When she reached Cheng Ziang’s ear, the Flying Head Monster opened her terrible, gaping mouth and emitted a pitiful whining sound.

Hearing the sound so close to him, Cheng Ziang’s body jolted violently, his whole frame shaking like a leaf. But he could also distinctly feel that accompanied by the Flying Head Monster’s voice, magic in the air was flowing intensely, and with the movement of the magic, the wind also surged forcefully.

The Flying Head Monster kept whining and flew around Cheng Ziang in circles. He didn’t dare look directly into her terrifying maw because even a glance would bring him nightmares.

Her actions and sounds continued for a little over two minutes, and then suddenly, the Flying Head Monster shot straight up out of the ground, rising over ten meters in the air. She then flew straight towards the direction of the tomb, crashing heavily into the stone doorway and dissipated like smoke, leaving behind only faintly glowing magic that soon dimmed.

Cheng Ziang watched as the Flying Head Monster completely vanished, feeling as if he had just walked a circle around the Ghost Gate and returned. A chill breeze blew, and only then did he realize he was covered in cold sweat, his underclothes completely soaked.

He stared dumbly in the direction the Flying Head Monster had disappeared, his numb mind failing to react for a long while, merely standing in a daze. It was a burst of violent coughing that finally jolted his blank mind back to reality.

Feng suddenly began coughing violently. As she coughed, her body, which had been rigid, started to relax. Then, with difficulty, she began to rise from the snowy ground.

"Feng, Feng, are you alright?" Overjoyed to see Feng coming back to her senses, Cheng Ziang scrambled over to her with a mixture of rolling and crawling.

"Don’t touch me..." Feng’s face was very pale. Just as Cheng Ziang was about to reach her, she held out her hand to stop him, then bit her lips tightly and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"You’re saying you’re fine, but you’re vomiting blood," Ziang’s heart tightened, and he rushed forward to embrace her, disregarding everything.

"Don’t touch me, it hurts, it hurts!" Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched Feng’s body, she cried out in pain.

Thereupon, she pushed Ziang away desperately, her body losing balance and falling to the ground, where she rolled back and forth, her throat emitting a forcibly suppressed roar.

"You..." Ziang looked at her with a worried face, but he was at a loss about her condition. He turned his head and saw Luo’er lying on the ground and Fulajie’er crying aloud. Biting his lip, he crawled toward Luo’er.

"Stop crying!!" Ziang reached Luo’er, struggled to pick him up from the ground, and then shouted at Fulajie’er, frowning and irritated.

"Luo’er he..." Upon coming into contact with Fulajie’er’s realm, Ziang heard her heart-rending sobs.

"What good is crying? Can Luo’er come back to life if you keep crying like this?" Ziang cursed angrily.

"Uuuh..." After being scolded, Fulajie’er closed her mouth feeling wronged but still couldn’t help but make soft sobbing sounds.

Taking a deep breath, Ziang cleared his head of cluttered thoughts, then calmed down and began to inspect Luo’er’s injuries.

First was the heartbeat. He touched Luo’er’s jaw and found that although his heartbeat had slowed significantly, it was still beating, which somewhat eased Ziang’s mind. Next, he opened Luo’er’s eyes, which were lifeless, but fortunately, they had not yet dissipated, implying there was a glimmer of hope.

"Do you know resurrection magic?" Ziang lowered his head, leaning on Luo’er’s head, and then asked abruptly.

"Eh, yes, yes..." Fulajie’er was stunned for a while before she stutteringly responded.

"Do you know it or not?" Ziang asked impatiently.

"Yes, I do, I do!" Fulajie’er nodded vigorously.

"Heal him!" Ziang took another deep breath, then told her.

"Heal, how to heal?" a flustered Fulajie’er asked.

"Cast spells!" Ziang became irritable once more.

"Oh, oh, I, I, I know..." a flustered Fulajie’er replied and then began to stutter as she chanted the spells.

"Is that going to work, can you chant it more smoothly?" Ziang cursed angrily.

"I know, I know!" Overwhelmed by his presence, Fulajie’er didn’t have the courage to rebel and could only comply with his demand.

Fulajie’er closed her eyes and began to chant the resurrection magic smoothly. It was a magic that accelerated the healing of wounds, capable of treating both internal and external injuries, but not diseases like infections.

As she chanted, the magic power in the air began to gather into her body, then transformed into a particular form that transferred into Luo’er’s body. As a spirit, Fulajie’er didn’t even need a magic wand as a medium; she could guide the magic with her body alone.

Ziang closed his eyes, listening to Fulajie’er chant the spells in a sobbing tone. For reasons he couldn’t articulate, he felt a sourness in his heart and started sobbing with his head lowered.

Meanwhile, after struggling on the ground for a long time, Feng finally managed to recover. She struggled to her feet and then, holding her arm, shakily walked to where Luo’er lay. Seeing his pale face, Feng’s heart twisted with pain, even more intense than the physical pain she had just experienced. As a result, she collapsed to her knees before Luo’er.

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