As the distance closed, Shen Qingyi's condition was visibly worsening.
When s2he was less than ten meters away from the ground, Shen Qingyi separated her sword and smashed it into a bush a few meters in front of Chen An.
Seeing this, Chen An did not hesitate. He instantly took a big step forward and rushed to the bush in front of him. He jumped up high and carried Shen Qingyi, who was still falling in midair.
"Chen, Alchemist Chen… Cough cough!"
Shen Qingyi was seriously injured. Before she could finish speaking, she choked on the blood in her mouth and coughed. Her face was filled with pain.
Seeing this, Chen An had an idea. He took out a small Revitalizing Pill from his storage bag and stuffed it into her mouth.
This small Revitalizing Pill belonged to her dead fiancé. It was very reasonable to use it to save her.
He felt inexplicably excited as if he was taking care of her dead fiance's inheritance.
