Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 3289: Was This the Ordinance of Space?

It was resolved. Le Qing, who had deluded himself into thinking he could overturn heaven and earth with the power of a formation, was erased.

The sinister energy and the tornted souls were also taken away, leaving no major impact on this plane.

Everything was cleaned up neatly.

No one present dared to speak. The school doctor uncle walked through the air. With just a small step, it seed he crossed a vast distance, and his figure vanished in an instant.

Ning Shu watched his back. A step crosses a thousand miles—was this the ordinance of space?

Ning Shu withdrew her gaze and looked at i Ziqing. i Ziqing sat soullessly on the ground, eyes blank, not even blinking, like a puppet.

It seed as if her soul had left her body.

Ning Shu coughed lightly and nudged her. i Ziqing’s stiff neck turned, her empty gaze falling on Ning Shu.

Ning Shu couldn’t bring herself to ask ‘Are you okay?’

Looking like this—Did i Ziqing look okay?

Crossbow Lar and Dagger Mu stared blankly at the course of events.

Their minds were in total chaos. Who could explain what had just happened? Who was that man in the black windbreaker?

Lar noticed Ning Shu’s bare back. Her flesh was torn and bloody, with branches and small stones embedded in her skin. He walked over and said, “You should treat the wound.”

Ning Shu turned her head to look at her back, then nodded. “Alright.”

Lar carefully removed the foreign objects lodged in her skin.

Dagger Mu reached out and roughly yanked out a sharp stone.

Ning Shu scread in pain, then turned and kicked Dagger Mu. “Get lost, don’t touch .”

Kicked flying, Dagger Mu rolled twice on the ground, holding a small, sharp, bloodied stone about the size of a pinky. “Heh, serves you right.”

He waved the bloody stone in front of Lar. “Lick it once and you’ll fall. Then you’ll be free. You won’t have to follow this brutal woman anymore.”

“Get lost…” Ning Shu kicked him again.

Lar carefully cleared the rest of the debris from her wound. But Ning Shu’s whole back was already badly scraped.

Lar took out a potion and said to Ning Shu, who was lying face down, “It’ll sting a bit. Bear with it.”

“Oh, it’s fine—damn, that hurts!” Ning Shu cried out. It felt like chili water had been rubbed in. Was this really dicine?

Lar pulled out so clothes from his body and gave them to Ning Shu. Her current clothes were already torn to rags.

Ning Shu changed into them, then looked at i Ziqing—still vacant, motionless, like a wooden statue of a bodhisattva.

What should be done now?

She felt so helpless!

i Ziqing sat without moving from day until night, making Ning Shu’s skin crawl.

Lar pulled out dry rations and water and said to Ning Shu, “Eat sothing.”

Ning Shu nodded, gnawing on the dry rations and drinking water while staring at the unmoving i Ziqing.

After finishing, she placed so rations and water beside her. “Eat sothing.”

i Ziqing seed not to hear.

Ning Shu didn’t mind. Clearly, i Ziqing hadn’t recovered from the blow of Le Qing’s total disappearance.

She had shut herself off.

As long as a task-taker wasn’t eliminated, they were immortal. In their long existence, they’d grown used to being with soone. Now that person has suddenly vanished.

Honestly, i Ziqing’s silent state—no eating, no drinking, no crying, no anger—was a bit frightening.

Ning Shu sat beside her. “Eat sothing.”

No reaction from i Ziqing.