"Puff!"
A flash of cold light suddenly shot out from the side of the corpse puppet, piercing right through that hideous mouth. Amidst a frenzy of "hissing" sounds, the cold light quickly withdrew and flung the pouch away, hitting several others not far away.
"Hurry up."
A familiar voice came from behind, causing Ling Mo to pause and then turn his head in shock.
"Quickly, quickly!" urged the person anxiously.
"Senior?!"
"It really is Ling Mo! I was worried I'd got it wrong! But you can talk, and you have Ling Mo's vibe, usually, that's not wrong, haha... but somehow, it's still a bit odd, I still prefer seeing you in person..." Li Yalin said, patting her chest and laughing.
"I don't even know where to start asking..."
"Ah! No time!"
This was already the third time Li Yalin urged, and as soon as she finished speaking, a heavy thumping sound came from below.
"What's that noise?" Ling Mo asked, staring wide-eyed at the stairs behind him.
