Gu Hongxiu clenched her teeth, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth and down her chin. She subconsciously gripped Wen Qingye's sleeve as blood gushed from the wound in her abdomen.
'Not good!'
A foul wind suddenly assaulted Wen Qingye. He knew he couldn't face the Flying Corpse head-on. Instantly, he circulated all the Primordial Qi in his body, unleashed the Swift Wind Law, grabbed Gu Hongxiu's arm, and hastily dodged aside.
"Quick... let's go. This Zombie has already reached the Flying Corpse realm. It's too strong. We have to go... *cough, cough*," Gu Hongxiu said to Wen Qingye, her voice as faint as a thread.
Wen Qingye looked at Gu Hongxiu clutching his arm, a peculiar expression in his eyes. 'Should I refine Gu Hongxiu into a puppet?' he thought. 'That way, I could exist within Taiyi Pavilion using her body.'
