"Na Xinyi!!" A nearly shrieking voice cried out in complete horror. An urgent and tense expression revealed itself on Qing Qiumu's face as she lunged at Na Xinyi's fallen body. Witnessing it ragdoll to the floor as if losing all motor functions, a characteristic often shown when someone dies abruptly, her heart was racing without end.
Unhesitatingly, Qing Qiumu clutched Na Xinyi's soft body into her arms, using her hands to inject wood force with Life Meadow Wood's rejuvenating and life-sustaining powers. She hadn't even sent her spiritual sense through Na Xinyi to determine if she was a corpse or not, not wanting to waste a second.
