Ling Chuxi raised her head slightly and looked over. Huangfu qingjue's side profile was as perfect as a sculpture and his face was cold. However, from the slight lift of the corner of his eyes, she could feel the huge pressure he was under at this time.
Just like the restriction at the little silver ancient mountain and the turbulent flow of space in the flowing cloud Valley, Huangfu qingjue unleashed a protective Qi Shield to protect Ling Chuxi tightly in his arms.
From the corner of his eyes, he saw that wherever the two of them passed, there was a faint red glow, mixed with threads of cloth.
Ling Chuxi knew that Huangfu qingjue had been injured while protecting her, but she did not have the time to treat his injuries.
Suppressing the emotions and pain in her heart, Ling Chuxi quickly poured her Grandmaster's vital Qi into the spirit Awakening mirror.
