Ihui Nailuo blinked in confusion, and then subconsciously reached out to touch her own face.
Her face was covered with a mixture of resentful spirits' sickly yellow and black stinking liquids, and some pieces of flesh that were still carrying these fluids had even flown into her mouth.
A wave of intense nausea almost turned Ihui Nailuo's face green.
But as a Spiritual Body, she could neither vomit nor turn pale; her complexion just looked especially unsightly.
Such a gruesome state of this Spiritual Body could only be caused by Beichuan Si, the only one among them using heavy weaponry.
"No need to thank me," Beichuan Si said calmly as he retracted the Death Energy Giant Hammer.
Thank you?! Ihui Nailuo's fingers trembled slightly.
Yet, it was precisely at such a moment that Ihui Nailuo had to muster a pleasant expression to thank Beichuan Si.
After all, it seemed on the surface that it was indeed Beichuan Si who had rescued her.
