Chapter 1 Stench

He Qing furrowed her brows, closed her eyes, and concentrated, yet the nauseating odor that drifted through the air was not her imagination.

After pondering for a moment, she raised her right hand toward Zhang Guoming's direction and gently snapped her fingers in mid-air, making a barely visible silver-white glow slowly emerge from her side, drifting leisurely toward him.

Seeing this magical sight, Haohao, who was sitting on the couch, suddenly brightened up! Although he had no memory of the part about souls, instinctively driven, he looked at the spiritual light emitted by He Qing with both fear and an uncontrollable desire to draw closer to her. At this moment, he finally uttered a complete sentence in a muffled voice, "Sister... save me... it hurts!"

He spoke subconsciously, still appearing dazed and wooden, with no apparent discomfort in his body, but the two standing observers were already pleasantly surprised!

A reaction, that meant good progress!