As she watched the female disciples leave, Gu Shanshan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. She hurriedly covered her chest and sat down cross-legged to condense her Yuan Qi and regulate her breathing.
In the battle just now, she had suffered extremely strong internal injuries and had held on until now.
When he recalled Gu Feiyang's current strength, he could not help but tremble, especially at his age. He was only in his twenties. Such talent could no longer be described as terrifying, but unprecedented.
Thinking about that, the emotions in his heart were fluctuating and he couldn't calm down no matter what. His injuries were gradually expanding.
Suddenly, she raised her head and shouted, " "Who is it?"
A white figure appeared in front of her out of nowhere. He held a Jade box in his hand and said, " "I have some healing pills from the North Sea. They'll be very useful for elder Shanshan's injuries."
