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"Cough cough!!"
As waves of gentle and comfortable soul power entered his body, Xiao's soul gradually recovered from its near-shattered state. After his soul power was replenished, Xiao, who had slightly regained his senses, slowly opened his eyes.
At this moment, he had been placed leaning against a large rock, and the person who placed him there had even thoughtfully dug out a pillow from the ruins to put under his head.
As his vision gradually recovered, everything before him became clearly visible.
Then, What entered Xiao's sight were several bloody butterflies dancing gracefully, and that familiar black-haired girl who made one feel at ease.
The black-haired girl was silently crouching in front of Xiao, carefully tending to his wounds.
"La-Lady Yumo?"
Faced with Xiao's exclamation, Yumo smiled gently,
"You've worked hard, Xiao. Thanks to you all, we successfully lured that one out."
"Lady Yumo?"
