C68 White fox rescue

Just when I fell to the ground, a yellow talisman fell out of my pocket. When I recalled that it was the talisman I created that night when I was practicing, I don't know if it was just my eyes that went blurry, but a golden light suddenly shone out from the talisman.

The moment the golden light flashed by, the withered hand that was grabbing onto my neck abruptly loosened