Xin Yu was being held tightly by the other party, unable to break free, so she simply let the other party hold her.
Li Tian's eyes were tightly shut, and his hands were like iron pincers, locking the person in his arms without leaving a single gap.
However, he quickly reacted and opened his eyes. The blood-red color had not completely faded.
"Xinyu, let me see your injury!"
He immediately let go of her and realized that the clothes of the person in his arms were already soaked with blood. Under the dim light, she looked extremely sinister.
"Damn it!"
Li Tian looked at his condition, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes. He quickly took out a pill and fed it to his opponent. Then, he put his opponent on his lap and stared at the wound on his back.
A wound from his back to his waist was still bleeding. Even his torn clothes revealed the flesh and white bones.
