After walking out of the passage, Xuan Yi arrived at the trial tower without stopping. There was a pool of dark red liquid, mixed with the soil, flowing in front of the stone tablet. It was a shocking sight.
Song Qingxin's entire body went soft as she felt her body was being wrapped up. A wave of warmth came from a pair of large hands, and she unconsciously flushed red. Her body twisted a few times uncontrollably, and her face became redder. In the illusion, she only felt the heat.
At this moment, she did not know the urgency Xuan Yi felt. The aura from this pool of blood came from Bai Weiwei. Bai Weiwei was still alive, but she was severely injured!
If they did not hurry, Bai Weiwei's life would not be guaranteed. This was a disciple that he had taken in with great difficulty. Moreover, after spending some time together, it would be a lie to say that there was no feeling between them, as a master and disciple.
