Chapter 123 What the hell, is this a snake spirit?

“Mo Mo, it seems like they can’t see us.” Although I was not pleased, there were more pressing matters, so Xia Xinyan held back her impulses and said softly.

Ling Mo also noticed the situation on the street below, thought for a moment, and spoke up: “That’s good for us. If they can’t see us, we don’t have to hide anything.”

Otherwise, if it were like last time in the dungeon with a bunch of cops chasing us all over the place, that would really be unbearable.

Xia Xinyan didn’t comment.

The fact that these pedestrians couldn’t see them wasn’t necessarily a good thing.

Although they were no longer hindered, it also meant they couldn’t use these pedestrians to distract the Hunter.

The question now was, what were the Hunters’ movement patterns?

Special dungeons usually didn’t follow the usual tricks of ordinary dungeons. To be precise, they weren’t as applicable. While the difficulty did gradually increase over time, it wouldn’t be so smooth. This was a dungeon aimed at training adaptability; hence, there would be more variables than an ordinary dungeon.

It might even start off at the highest level of difficulty right away.

For example, they had just figured out their situation when they were attacked before.

But what was that Mechanical Soldier… did it leave because it thought Ling Mo was dead?

Before she could ponder on this, Xia Xinyan softly said, “Let’s leave here. This place isn’t safe.”

Ling Mo nodded: “Yeah, let’s go.”

Not to mention the Hunter who had gone who-knows-where, this building was probably already a danger zone, and it might even collapse again.

Even though he was a zombie, he couldn’t withstand such high-intensity disasters.

…By the way, how did his injuries from earlier heal so quickly?

Ling Mo suddenly thought of that kiss.

Then he paused.

Xia Xinyan didn’t notice his actions as she floated down to the street below, appearing before countless spectators without anyone, police or firefighters, noticing her presence.

Ling Mo followed and curiously waved at a man standing nearby, but the man showed no reaction whatsoever.

He pondered for a moment and then gently pushed the man.

This time, the man was indeed pushed, but he only showed a moment of confusion before returning to normal as if nothing happened and continued watching the show.

Ling Mo: “…Tsk.”

This level of disregard was truly thorough.

Suddenly, thinking of something, he tilted his head to look at a few relatively good-looking young ladies in the crowd.

Speaking of which…

“Mo Mo, what are you thinking about?” Xia Xinyan floated beside him out of nowhere and gently asked.

Ling Mo paused and quickly cleared his throat: “It’s nothing, let’s hurry and find the others.”

Xia Xinyan studied him thoughtfully for a few seconds but didn’t pursue the question further.

She roughly guessed what Ling Mo was thinking.

Moreover, given her knowledge of the game, Ling Mo’s thoughts were actually possible in-game.

Simply put, this game had no boundaries. Since it was a second world, anything that could be done in reality could be done here, even things that couldn’t be done in reality.

But these things weren’t really suitable to be brought to light. It’s fine to think about it — who doesn’t have moments of fantasy? But if it actually happened… then it’s hard to say.

Thinking back to the new order after the Cataclysm in her past life, Xia Xinyan thought that perhaps these things were the first step for those guys to strip away the veneer of hypocritical morality.

…Like that time the fat guy released a ghost in the haunted house.

Of course, these things didn’t happen without consequences. The game provided players with a platform to enhance their strength, not to indulge in debauchery. As the saying goes, “People do, and heaven watches.” When inappropriate actions become frequent, the difficulty of the dungeons players are matched with will increasingly deviate from their actual strength, and the dangers targeting them could increase, like NPCs suddenly turning into vengeful spirits to claim lives.

Xia Xinyan had seen quite a few fairly strong players get frightened into quitting the game by such ghostly antics—of course, it was because they had first strayed from being human.

So she definitely wouldn’t let Ling Mo get involved in that kind of stuff. Once a person falls, it’s hard to bring them back.

But… since Ling Mo was her former self, he wouldn’t engage in such things, right?

Anyway, it was good to keep an eye on him.

Ling Mo really hadn’t thought too much.

He was just a bit curious. After all, he had read quite a few of this type of bedroom literature before. If such actions could really be realized in the game, wouldn’t those old perverts be overjoyed?

As for him?

He had Xinyan, so why would he do such things? Were those girls even a fraction as beautiful as his girlfriend?

No!

Even if his girlfriend turned into a ghost, she would still be that beautiful!

Xia Xinyan inexplicably felt that Ling Mo’s gaze towards her carried a hint of strange affection.

So bright that she couldn’t ignore it.

…Forget it, as long as he wasn’t thinking about other girls, let him look.

She suddenly felt she was quite considerate.

Even sacrificing so much.

While she was lost in these thoughts, a sudden burst of light erupted beneath her.

Instinctively looking down, she found that she was actually floating above a formation, which immediately trapped her, followed by a surge of red light—

In the last moment, she only heard Ling Mo’s shout behind her: “Xinyan—!”

And then she was teleported to a… seemingly abandoned classroom.

The corners of the classroom were piled high with desks and chairs, the blackboard was covered in a thick layer of dust, and even the wall plaster had chipped away quite a bit, radiating an air of decay.

In the center of the classroom was also a formation, and she was currently trapped in the center of it, like a cage made of iron, unable to move an inch.

And in front of her stood an old man.

The old man was in a Daoist robe, radiating an air of immortality, but his gaze towards her was like looking at a dead person… well, she was indeed already dead.

“Bold wild ghost, daring to cause chaos in the mortal realm, this Exorcism Formation shall be your final resting place!”

Hearing the old man’s voice, Xia Xinyan frowned slightly.

This should be her Hunter.

And this formation… was gradually devouring her strength.

If she couldn’t escape, once all her power was drained, the end waiting for her would be disintegration of her soul.

But now she was locked and couldn’t use any abilities. All she could do was watch herself slowly being exorcised…

Wait a minute.

Although she couldn’t use her power, she still had equipment to use!

Thinking of this, she immediately took out Cupid’s Bow from her space watch.

This was the only weapon she could use right now.

As long as she could hit the old man, he would have to obey her!

This bow didn’t need arrows; as long as she could draw it, a glowing arrow would automatically form.

She raised the bow right in front of the old man, aimed at him, and shot an arrow as he looked on in surprise!

The arrow instantly pierced into the old man’s chest and vanished in a flash of light. The old man’s face showed a moment of confusion, then a hint of color returned to his aged face.

Xia Xinyan then coldly said, “Cancel the formation!”

“No, I can’t do that.” However, a flicker of resistance appeared in the old man’s eyes, “As long as I can exorcise you, you will become my merit, and we will never be apart for eternity!”

Xia Xinyan: “…”

What the hell, is this a snake spirit?