"But Beichuan..." Shenzhu Shihui still wanted to say more.
"No buts." Beichuan Si shook his head, took two steps forward, just enough to shield Magong Yongshi and Shenzhu Shihui: "Now, you can't be my support anymore; instead, you'll distract me."
Although Beichuan Si's words were somewhat harsh, both Magong Yongshi and Shenzhu Shihui knew everything he said was the truth.
As long as the two of them get their Spiritual Body contaminated with even a bit of the other's crimson malice, their Spiritual Body will naturally, like Beichuan Si's death aura, be rapidly corrupted by the malice.
By then, they must discard that part of the Spiritual Body to ensure their own safety.
Looking at Beichuan Si's back, blocking in front of them, Magong Yongshi gritted her teeth, then turned to look at Shenzhu Shihui: "Enter the Shinra Bell! Sister!"
"...But to truly let Beichuan handle this alone..."
Always carefree, Shenzhu Shihui showed a hesitant expression.
