Huai Yu's mouth kept spewing out mouthfuls of black blood, and her entire body swayed for two steps before she nearly collapsed on the ground. She was caught in Yan Wanqing's arms.
"Huai Yu!" Yan Wanqing couldn't believe it. How could someone who was perfectly fine just moments ago be so fragile now?
Huai Yu couldn't speak a complete sentence, coughing up blood continuously—and it was all black blood. Her already pale face now had an added sense of ashen defeat.
The situation was dire!
"Go, take Huai Yu back to find Xiaoliu!" Yan Wanqing directly said to Shen Shuyun.
If she remained here, she would probably not survive much longer.
But Huai Yu refused to leave. She grabbed Yan Wanqing's hand, her eyes filled with reluctance.
This reluctance eventually settled on Wu Zhen.
How clever Yan Wanqing was.
She turned her head to look at Wu Zhen and said word by word, "What have you done?"
