"The hairpin, you must help me find the hairpin!"
She looked up, her eyes filled with tears, her voice sorrowful.
Little Taotie was startled by her appearance and promised in her soft voice, "I will definitely help you find the hairpin, don't cry, please don't cry."
A golden light appeared on Little Taotie's hand, and she gently patted the Little Fox's head, soothing it.
"I thought he killed me, but no, he didn't kill me, he saved me. If he hadn't intervened, the Demon God would have acted personally, and there wouldn't be anything left of me."
"What are you talking about? I don't quite understand." Little Taotie looked at her in confusion.
"I didn't have a chance to see you one last time, Little Taotie." Feng Qi murmured, her eyelids growing heavier, "Can I... sleep in the Horse-Faced Bell?"
Little Taotie noticed that Feng Qi's Spiritual Body was rapidly fading, disappearing without warning.
