"It's alright, it's alright..." Tangmo tenderly stroked Luoer's cheek, whispering passionately. She seemed to disregard his unconscious condition, and seeing her like this, Cheng Ziang couldn't help but feel uneasy deep down.
At that moment, seeing Luoer tossed back, the originally retreating members of the Advance Team all scurried back. Baiyue, too, rolled and crawled towards Luoer, her posture not in better shape than Tangmo's.
Watching Luoer in such a sorry state, Baiyue suppressed her emotions time and time again, but in the end, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Why are you crying? Luoer is not dead. Treat him quickly and get him to the rear!" Seeing Baiyue come over, Tangmo handed Luoer to her, got up, and dusted off her rear.
Her eyes were red, but a chilling determination arose within them, sending a shiver down the spines of those who saw her.
