The eaves of the Taichu Taoist Temple’s main hall cast ferocious shadows under the moonlight, with Gu Qinghuan’s blade still pressed against Xiao Qi’s throat.
She could feel his Adam’s apple rolling slightly against the edge of the blade, like a dying fish.
Shadow Talisman Envoys surrounded them, holding up talismans that glowed with a faint blue light. The talisman fire crackled in the night wind, tearing her shadow into jagged fragments.
Chapter 186