Qin Yaqing could no longer control her emotions. She threw herself into Li Hao's arms and cried.
Tears streamed down her face…
At the end of the day, she was just a woman.
What had been so hopeless and helpless just now was finally over. She had finally found someone to rely on.
Li Hao became Qin Yaqing's outlet.
Li Hao also hugged Qin Yaqing tightly. He could feel Qin Yaqing's body trembling.
The next moment, Li Hao slowly circulated his cultivation power, and a wisp of spiritual power was injected into Qin Yaqing's body through Li Hao's palm.
The ligature marks, bruises, and redness on Qin Yaqing's face slowly dissipated at this moment.
"Don't worry, it's okay. It's okay! Yaqing, I'll take you home!" Li Hao said firmly to Qin Yaqing.
It was while they were hugging that a figure approached from the behind of Li Hao with a machete in his hand.
"Go to hell!"
It was Zhang Feng.
Sneak attack!
