The moment Gu Xi returned, the black threads that had encircled Qi Xiang and the others began to wither and disappear...
"Is everyone all right?" Gu Xi asked, looking at the group.
"We're fine. It's just Qi Xiang..." Qin Yi, her face pale, leaned weakly against Yang Chi. She stared worriedly at Qi Xiang's hand. If Qi Xiang hadn't recklessly charged over just now, that black thread would have burrowed into her body instead.
If anything happened to Qi Xiang because of this, Qin Yi would likely blame herself for the rest of her life.
Qin Yi dug her fingers into Yang Chi's arm, struggling to stand up.
Qi Xiang herself wasn't nearly as nervous. In fact, she had a faint feeling... that this might even be a blessing in disguise.
'After all, my luck has always been pretty good.'
Gu Xi walked up to Qi Xiang and took her hand. A small green sprout emerged from Gu Xi's fingertip and entered Qi Xiang's body, circling around inside her.
