C220 Fight

Deep within Cat Demon Mountain, Qin Biao found himself ensnared by spirits, suspended in the air in a spread-eagle position. Hongli, with a playful smile, continued to conjure countless ghosts around her hand, adding to the spectral bindings.

"Little brother, why have you stopped running?" Hongli sauntered up to Qin Biao, her pale fingers delicately caressing his cheek