The more Lear spoke, the angrier he became. Once again, he raised his hand and smacked the Golden-winged Roc's head.
After being smacked by Lear, the Golden-winged Roc shook its head, looking like it was in extreme pain.
"What are you still doing?" Lear pointed angrily at the black dot in the distance that was getting smaller. "Hurry up and catch up to them!"
Whirr, whirrr...
The Ancient Great Dragonfly quickly landed on an empty spot. It lowered its body and let its wings descend steadily to the ground.
"We can't continue like this!" Luo Ying frowned, holding Li Ruoying in her arms tightly as she walked down from the dragonfly's wings.
More blood flowed out of Li Ruoying's neck. In just a short while, her pale face was as white as paper. It was as though she would be gone with another light flick.
Luo Ying, without thinking too much, quickly tore off a part of her clothing and used it as a bandage to tie it around her neck.
