"No... don't..."
As soon as Quinn finished speaking, a small hand reached out to grab her from behind.
The protective film flashed into existence, and at the same time, Quinn turned her head and attempted to flee.
Countless silver threads suddenly shot out from Yu Shiran's neck, wrapping Quinn up inside them.
These silver threads looked fragile, but the strength they contained was immense.
No matter how Black Silk changed, its original form was still a Mutant Beast, holding a great advantage in strength.
This was, in fact, the first time Ling Mo had seen Black Silk take the initiative in this state; the pulling force of those silver threads was comparable to steel cables and quite unexpectedly resilient.
The rapid depletion of physical strength caused Quinn's face to grow paler and paler.
"But when did they become so cooperative and in sync..."
Ling Mo showed a hint of confusion.
"Don't run away."
