Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 1847: Stop, or We Will Both Die

Chapter 1847: Stop, or We Will Both Die

Ning Shu placed the talisman paper on her forehead and formed signs with her fingers. She ignored Ying Su’s angry cursing as she gradually expelled her out of the body.
Ying Su resisted and refused to leave the body. She shouted shrilly, “Feng Qingqian if you’re going to insist on going this far, I swear I’ll make you suffer.”
Saying so, Ying Su tried to snatch the body with destructive power, Ning Shu felt her head was going to explode as blue veins protruded on her forehead.
The powerful pressure caused Ning Shu’s eyes to turn bloodshot. She felt as if her eyeballs were going to burst.
“Feng Qingqian. Stop, or we will both die.” Ying Su’s voice was unusually gloomy. “If it comes to it, I’ll destroy this body and both of us will end up as ghosts.”
Ning Shu bit on her lower lip as she took another talisman paper and put it on her forehead. She continued chanting and ignored Ying Su’s threat.
Ying Su took in Ning Shu’s firm attitude. She knew all too well how painful a soul fight was, it was like torture from the eighteenth level of hell. Ning Shu’s resolute attitude struck fear in her.
Ying Su always thought that she was different from the rest. She came into the world and she hadn’t even started a career, or lived a life where she was free from killing people, or lived for herself and gained the life that she wanted.
She never imagined that another person would appear and would drive her out of the body, refusing to even consider cooperation. This person was dead set on putting her to her death. What the hell was with that?
Soon, the talisman paper stuck on her forehead turned black and disintegrated. Ning Shu stuck another one on her forehead, even using some points this time, to drive Ying Su out of the body. Delaying may cause a change in the situation. Destroying Ying Su before it was too late, and preventing her and Prince Xin from meeting took priority over everything else, especially now that the male lead, Prince Xin, was in the capital.
Ning Shu increased the power and Ying Su gradually fell to a disadvantage. Ying Su started panicking. Without a body, wouldn’t she gradually dissipate and die completely?
“Feng Qingqian, Feng Qingqian…” Ying Su shouted with a hint of begging. Although Ying Su was begging, her tone still carried a feeling of superiority, even condescending. It was probably because Ying Su had never begged before.
Ning Shu felt like her soul was being stabbed by countless fine needles. She was drenched in sweat. With great difficulty, she took out the last talisman paper, an incomparably complex glowing talisman paper that exuded great power.
This was her trump card. Ning Shu drew blood from her finger and smeared it on the talisman paper before putting it on her forehead.
“Ah…” Ying Su screamed. She felt a powerful force squeezing her soul out of the body.
A gust of wind rampaged around the room as the windows rattled violently.
“Miss, what’s wrong, should I come in?” Pei Lan shouted from outside.
“No, don’t come in.” Ning Shu replied through clenched teeth.
Ying Su was going to be expelled but she resisted so fiercely that Ning Shu felt as if her soul would also be dragged out of Feng Qingqian’s body.
Ning Shu chanted a mantra, and eventually, Ying Su was expelled from the body. Her soul no longer had the protection of a body, of flesh, and it was cowering as it floated in the room,
“Feng Qingqian, you…” Ying Su could no longer calm down. In despair, she couldn’t help but plead, “Feng Qingqian, I’ve now left this body. Please help me find a body, and we can work together.”
Ning Shu wiped the sweat off her forehead and said to 2333, “Give me the soul pearl.”