"Are you out of your damn mind?!"
Watching Chu Xiu rapidly approaching, Qin Xiang's face was full of disbelief, his thick eyebrows and big eyes filled with deep shock and anger.
What the hell does this mean? Coming here to die?
This is a chance for survival that I fought so hard to get with my life!
But before Qin Xiang could curse, he saw Chu Xiu reach out and grab Li Zhan, who strangely did not resist but instead began chanting some kind of spell. Mysterious ripples started spreading around him, forming shields.
This made Qin Xiang pause slightly, then instantly realize something.
In that brief moment of thought, Chu Xiu, riding atop the rapidly flying Flying Corpse, had already rushed to Qin Xiang, grabbing him.
