"Puh--!"
Shadow Scorpion felt a sweetness at his throat and suddenly spewed a mouthful of hot blood, the blood mist splattering onto his face, creating a blur.
He lowered his head in disbelief, looking towards his chest.
He saw a familiar piece of metal, glinting with a cold shine, emerging diagonally upward from the location above his heart, piercing through his body.
It was none other than the half of the scorpion tail... the one he resolutely broke off himself in a desperate bid for survival, aiming it towards Feng Mu.
The metallic tip of the tail was still dripping with his own hot blood.
The broken end of the tail flickered with sparks from a short circuit.
As if saying to its scorpion master — How could you abandon me and run away? Luckily, I am spirited enough to chase after you.
"Huh... huh..."
Shadow Scorpion tried to breathe, but his throat emitted a sound like a broken bellows.
Again, he heard Feng Mu's gentle and polite voice from behind:
