He vomited blood!
"Swish!"
The spirit light that enveloped Bai Ye dissipated, and little spirit fell into his palm.
"Little spirit!"
Bai Ye jumped in shock. Fortunately, Xiao Ling only staggered weakly before opening her still-blue eyes. Don't worry, I'm fine. It's just that I haven't been psychic for a long time, so I'm not used to it.
Bai Ye was silent, but he knew that Xiao Ling's injuries had not healed. Just like her grandfather Bai Zhan, she was unable to recover to her peak in the later stages.
That huge lightning bolt that fell from the sky was too terrifying!
White Night felt that if it were her, just one-tenth of the power of that giant lightning would be enough to turn her into ashes.
