Chapter 296 - 296 294 How Pitiful

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296: Chapter 294: How Pitiful 296: Chapter 294: How Pitiful She touched the two small red dots that had been bitten out of her neck, and a residual red stained the tips of her fingers. Looking at that smear of red, Fang Geyu said slowly, “If the injury isn’t on yourself, of course you wouldn’t know how painful it can be. Neither you nor I are saints, we just need to understand one principle.” Baili An lifted the corners of his lips and said, “This Mortal World doesn’t need the Ghost to fight for it.” “That’s right.” Fang Geyu revealed a gratified smile as if to say ‘the child can be taught’, and wanted to raise his hand to pat his head. But as soon as he touched those clear, water-like eyes in the darkness, his fingers stiffened for a moment, changing direction to poke the snow on the ground instead. She asked, “Then what means do you want to use to rescue the Ghost?” Baili An replied, “By any means necessary.” “Ah?” Seeing Fang Geyu’s stunned expression, he smiled and said, “That lord from the Central Netherworld seems prepared, but the Ghost is not an ordinary ghostly creature. Moreover, since he wants to subdue the Ghost, he naturally won’t kill him outright. Even if he has a sharp blade in his hand, the Ghost won’t easily become his captive. With this in mind, we might as well take advantage of the situation.” After thinking for a moment, Fang Geyu asked, “How do you plan to take advantage of the situation?” Baili An’s ears perked up, and he suddenly laughed, “Isn’t it already happening?” The rustling of footsteps approached, and a cautious figure outside the Barrier kept getting closer, whispering faintly, “Benefactor… Benefactor, are you here?” A hint of confusion flashed in Fang Geyu’s eyes as she was about to get up. “Ji Ting?” But Baili An suddenly pressed her shoulder, preventing her from getting up. “Should we dispel the Barrier?” Fang Geyu shrank her body slightly, glancing curiously at the position where they were both lying side by side. Now with Baili An’s hand pressing on her shoulder, to an outsider, they looked more like a couple lying intimately on the snowy ground. “You want me to dispel the Barrier just like this?” Baili An nodded and said, “I will handle it.” A flurry of expressions crossed Fang Geyu’s face, and she glared at him but ultimately didn’t say anything. The fingertips she raised sparked the rune flame of dissolution. Just as the Barrier was about to dissipate, she suddenly heard his voice beside her ear, “Fang Geyu.” Her fingers paused for a moment, and she hummed in response. “I’m sorry.” The flame flickered at her fingertips, reflecting off her snow-white skin and dark eyes. She looked at him, pursed her lips, her expression somewhat complex. The Barrier disappeared, and Ji Ting, bending down and looking around, showed a look of joy upon seeing the figure under the tree, hurrying over, “Benefactor, is that you…?” The night was parted by the Array Light, making the scenery before them clearer, and upon seeing the posture of the two in front, his face turned red, showing an extremely surprised expression. He stood there as if he were a duck struck by an arrow, unsure whether to advance or retreat. “It’s me.” Baili An replied calmly, unbothered by the interruption and in no rush to get up. Instead, he picked a frost-covered dead leaf out of Fang Geyu’s hair and slowly smoothed her hair before sitting up and nodding slightly at Ji Ting, “Is there something you need?” Ji Ting, choked by his unhurried demeanor, flushed, thinking could it be that what he had just seen was all a misunderstanding? Curiously, he stole a glance at the girl behind him. Just one look made his head explode as if it were smoking. The red marks on her neck, one could guess what they were from a mile away. He coughed softly, delicately suggesting, “Benefactor, this place is a desolate house, the domain of the Ghost.” The mansion, full of Fierce Ghosts, surely even if you are extremely impatient, you wouldn’t do that thing here, in such a ghastly place… Baili An, sitting on the ground, showed no sign of embarrassment or awkwardness from being caught in a compromising situation, and calmly smiled, “Yes, I know.” Ji Ting gave a dry laugh, scratching his cheek, “This isn’t exactly a nice place…” Baili An patted the snow off Fang Geyu’s clothes, absentmindedly humming, “I also know this isn’t a nice place, but curiously, even knowing this isn’t a good spot, I just act recklessly. After all, this is the Ghost’s domain, nowhere else is quite as thrilling, is it?” Ji Ting’s face stiffened, and he chuckled awkwardly a couple of times, choosing not to speak further. As Baili An spoke, a sudden pain twisted around his waist. Yes, it was a pinch from Fang Geyu, annoyed. Turning his head to see her maintaining a look of obedience as if agreeing with everything he said. Indeed, Fang Geyu was much smarter than ordinary women. Or perhaps, she understood his thoughts better than anyone else. Thinking of this, Baili An felt an unusual sensation in his heart, but couldn’t pinpoint where this feeling came from. Could it be the terrible creature hiding in his heart that wanted to cause trouble again? “Cough, cough, cough!” Seeing the two of them looking at each other as if no one else was around, Ji Ting couldn’t help feeling anxious. Worried that this capricious young man might decide on a whim to send him away and continue their intimacy, which would be disastrous. Even though, looking at Ji Ting’s sickly pale appearance, it seemed it wouldn’t take long for him to be done with whatever he was dealing with, he couldn’t wait even a moment longer in his current anxious state. Ji Ting suddenly knelt down, “Benefactor, you are so kind, please save my sister too?” “Your sister?” Baili An pondered deliberately, pretending it took him a moment to realize, and then he said as if enlightened, “You mean Miss Ji Ying?” Ji Ting nodded repeatedly, his voice filled with a mournful, helpless cry, “Yes, my sister Ying’er. She has had a hard life and has also been chosen by the Ghost and was taken to this desolate house. Benefactor, with your divine skills as an Immortal, if you could lend your help, I will be eternally grateful and swear to repay your great kindness.” Baili An sighed softly, his voice gentle, “So, you are here in this desolate house to save your sister?” Ji Ting raised his head, his face wet with snow and tears, “Yes, Ying’er is my family. She was kidnapped by a Fierce Ghost, how could I, as her brother, simply do nothing?” Baili An exclaimed empathetically, “You are a mortal, how can you fight against the chaotic power of ghosts and deities.” Ji Ting was wiping the tears from the corner of his eyes and said, “I thought, even if it’s beyond my capabilities and I can’t rescue my sister, dying together with her would spare her the loneliness and bullying on the Netherworld path. And sure enough, as soon as I entered the desolate house, the Ghost attacked me.” His expression was sorrowful, his eyes full of fear and uncertainty about the future. He pulled open his collar to reveal a blood hole as wide as two fingers on his chest, the blood dried up and the wound eerily blackened. One could faintly see his heart still weakly beating inside. It’s hard to say whether he still qualified as a living person. Baili An looked at him with a compassionate and sympathetic gaze, “How pitiful.”

Chapter 296 - 296 294 How Pitiful

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