17. The fatal blow of fate

I stared at the red-clothed ghost, my mind was a mess, and I didn't know what to do.

At this time, if you want to run down the mountain, you can't run far at all, run back, run into the white mist, maybe there may be a glimmer of hope, but, will my speed be faster than the red-clothed ghost?

Obviously not, it can teleport, and I can only rely on two legs, running backwards or uphill.

Just when I was anxious, directly in front of me, a cold aura suddenly approached, and the red-clothed ghost obviously sensed it and turned his head to look.

It was too dark ahead to see anything, but I was sure that something was watching us in the darkness.

I stepped back cautiously, trying to escape while the red-clothed ghost was distracted.

But as soon as I lifted my feet, the red-clothed ghost came to grab me.

Before its sharp claws could touch me, a black cloud came straight at us in the darkness ahead.

When I saw it, I was in despair.

I knew that thing, that night, in the pit of the mass grave, lying on my grandmother's back, it was still wrapped in a black cloak, and it attacked the red-clothed ghost very fast.

I know it's not here to help me, it's coming for revenge.

That night, I disturbed its good deeds, and pierced its eyes with a silver needle, and tonight, it lurked in the darkness to seek revenge on me.

It wants to finish me off with its own hands, but the red-clothed ghost will never let me go easily, and after twelve o'clock in the night, Yin Cha will come to lock its soul, and it has no other choice.

And so the two fought.

The red-clothed ghost didn't catch me, and I was attacked from behind, and I was helpless for a while, so I seized the opportunity and ran desperately in the direction of the white mist.

As I ran, I suddenly wanted to laugh, laughing at myself!

One moment ago, he was arrogant and thought that he would rather die than give in to Hu Dingtang, but the next moment he ran in his direction without his life, if he saw this scene at this time, he would probably despise me.

However, even if I want to be despised by someone now, I'm afraid I won't have a chance.

I don't know what tripped on my foot and neck, and I threw myself forward, dragging both feet backwards.

I was desperately gripping the ground with both hands, obviously my hands could touch the edge of the white mist, but I was still being dragged away, little by little away from the boundary line.

Today, probably for the first time in the past few days since I borrowed rebirth, fate has dealt me a fatal blow, and it is telling me that you are just a mortal now, and it is time to change your stubborn temper of not admitting defeat.

The tips of my two fingers pulled the ground, and the blood was pierced by the thorns of the dead branches on the ground, which stabbed me with the pain of hunting, and I closed my eyes in pain, and when I was about to give up struggling, the white mist slowly shrouded me.

My eyes widened in astonishment as I watched as the white mist engulfed my hands and spread upwards, arms, skull, and body......

When my whole body was shrouded in white mist, the thing that was holding me on my feet disappeared, and a pair of feet stood in front of me.

I tried my best to raise my head and look at him, and sure enough, I met Hu Dingtang's disdainful gaze, opened my mouth, and wanted to say thank you, but I couldn't say it.

He didn't speak, he stood there, looked at me condescendingly for a long time, as if he was considering something, and then took out a jade pendant from his sleeve and threw it in front of me.

Immediately afterwards, the white fog dissipated, and even Hu Dingtang disappeared from my sight, and my mind was dizzy, and I always felt like I was in a dream.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed the jade pendant in his hand, the cold touch of the jade pendant reminded me that it was indeed Hu Dingtang who saved me just now.

What does it mean that he saved me and then left me here?

He is not afraid that I will be targeted by something later, hovering on the line of life and death?