C186 The Last Move

"There's one last move left!" Tieh Wuqing brought his hands together in prayer, and the flames at the Mountain God Temple roared back to life. "That woman and her spiritual pet still have time to escape!"

Shen Feixue managed a strained smile. She too hoped Zhang Min wouldn't be so obstinate, but was that even possible? Gently, she shifted her body to cradle the barely breathing Jiji in her arms