The war between gift packages and data bodies must not be over yet.
The reason why he said this was not because Ji Shanqing's voice was weak and low - but because Lin Sanjiu's suspicions from the last time arose again.
The person on the other end of the contact... doesn't seem to be a gift package.
"Hello?" The voice that was unmistakable and belonged to Ji Shanqing raised slightly.
At this time, Lin Sanjiu's whole body weight was hanging on the rope with one arm, and her muscles were shaking violently, as if she was about to give out every second. She couldn't change her hands - the square communicator could only
It was held in one of her arms, and it was so smooth that there was no place to hang it - as long as the contact device was put away, it and the sound of the gift bag would disappear together.
"Sister, are you listening?" His voice was as soft as the breeze caressing the water, and the tail sound slipped slightly like a swimming fish. Only those who are very familiar with gift bags would know this almost undetectable detail.
This is a habit.
"Yes, yes, I'm listening."
It was extremely difficult for Lin Sanjiu to spit out every word. Fortunately, what she urgently needed now was strength and an ability that could help her get out of the current predicament. As long as the other party could speak, her [Pygmalion Collar] could be activated.
, she still has hope of escaping from this deep well-like black abyss. She must not let the other party know now that she has realized that he is not a gift package.
...Of course, if the person on the other end of the contact is willing to help her.
"My injury is not serious. But why do you sound weird? It seems like you are struggling." This was Libao's voice, but it was a tone he had never had before - the words were subtly messy and sloppy.
"Gift, gift bag," Lin Sanjiu's arms could no longer support her. She could feel herself sliding down a little bit. The rough rope rubbed against her palms, causing her skin to ache, but the fear was far worse than the pain.
Deeper. "Hurry up, say a word to me!"
"What did you say?" The other party raised his voice again, this time out of sheer confusion.
"Tell me, I have an ability that can make Tun grow bigger, right now!"
"Xiao Tun Da?"
Ji Shanqing—or rather, the person pretending to be the gift bag—was silent for a few seconds, seeming to guess and analyze the current situation. Lin Sanjiu could even guess what he was thinking: Once he found out that he was in danger, he could only
When he can escape with just one word, he will definitely hesitate to save himself.
After all, she is the enemy's "sister".
What is the purpose of communicating with him by pretending to be a gift bag? What does he want to get from her? How did he get the contact device? The voice is exactly the same as the gift bag. Is it because he analyzed the gift bag?
In just a moment, countless frightening questions flashed through my mind. However, all the questions can be discussed later. Only her tendency to slide down the rope bit by bit is the most urgent and dangerous right now.
——Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but yelled at the communicator: "Speak quickly!"
She had never been so harsh and harsh towards Ji Shanqing before.
"Sister, are you in a hurry?" The person on the other end of the contact seemed to be surprised by the roar. Even though he guessed that Lin Sanjiu was in danger, his voice was still so calm and gentle: "I
Got it, I said that’s it.”
His muscles were trembling, sore, and so weak that it seemed as if this arm no longer belonged to him. Lin Sanjiu was anxious, and her breathing became heavy again. She dug her nails into the rope a little bit, and couldn't help but let out a sound in her throat.
He let out a low groan.
The half second when the communicator went silent felt longer than a year.
She could almost feel that the other person was playing with her.
"...Your ability is to make Xiao Tun grow bigger."
Finally, the communicator in his arms sent out these words in the darkness.
Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief, and almost slipped off the rope because of the looseness; she was frightened, hurriedly kicked her legs, and clung to the rope again - and then her heart sank.
He fell down, as if he was about to leave his body and fall into the abyss.
The [Pygmalion collar] around my neck did not heat up.
"No - no," she gritted her teeth, her breath was broken, and it was difficult to even speak: "No! It's not hot!" The last word almost became a scream under pressure.
"No heat?" Li Bao spoke faster, "Are you talking about the collar?"
He even knows about the collar!
Her arms were burning as if they were on fire. Lin Sanjiu couldn't hold on any longer. She bit the rope and let it bite deeply between her teeth. Her biting strength was only average. Even with a pair of teeth, she still couldn't hold it any longer.
It doesn't take much weight off the arms.
I just heard the communicator in my arms murmur: "Have you ever used this little swallowing ability?"
Nonsense, of course not! Lin Sanjiu responded fiercely in her heart.
"Well, isn't this description too general?"
Lin Sanjiu's eyes lit up, and she quickly released her teeth and shouted, "Yes, that must be the reason! Come on, say it again!"
"Sister, you specifically used the communicator to say this to me instead of asking the people around you... is it because the situation is really urgent?"
The voice on the other side asked quietly.
Lin Sanjiu didn't answer. She would rather spend these two seconds biting the rope.
"Tell me what you want to swallow, and I can come up with a more suitable description."
"I, I'm in an abyss, hanging by a rope." She didn't know whether it was a wise decision to tell the other person about her situation, but she had no choice: "I suspect it has something to do with one of my special items.
It's something of the same nature...but, that special item is too small, I need to let it swallow this - ah!"
Before she could finish her sentence, her arm seemed to have been suddenly cut off from the signal from her brain, and it suddenly let go without any warning. With a scream, Lin Sanjiu fell straight down, and her heartbeat suddenly began to beat violently.
filled her ears.
When she barely regained her senses from the stiffness and reached for her backpack again, even though it was only a few seconds, it was already too late. She had always been intuitive, and at this time her intuition was telling her to moisten the paper crane.
The bottom of the abyss, where all the skin and milk had been swallowed up without a trace, was approaching her infinitely.
Is this the end?
The fake [Ability Polish] flew out of her trouser pocket, spinning and falling in the field of vision above her; the silver light quickly circled and swayed into the dark abyss, reflecting the reflection of a few tears from the dim light and shadow.
Strangely enough, in the flash of lightning before death, only this scene seemed to slow down.
"……elder sister?"
She was still holding the contact device, and the sound of the gift bag was indistinct amid the thunder of blood and heartbeat. Lin Sanjiu let go of her arm, letting the contact device fall into the black abyss beneath her. Immediately, she was about to