"Understood."
Lin Yunlong watched Ye Xiaofei with ferocity and took a sharp breath. They simply couldn't defeat Ye Xiaofei and had no choice but to leave this place first.
After Lin Yunlong and Lin Laohu left, Ye Xiaofei closed his eyes, gently held Guo Xiaoyan in his arms, and once again helped her cultivate to heal her wounds.
Her injuries were not severe, and the precious blood she had drunk earlier had helped in some repair of her body.
There was no longer a threat to her life now, and waking up was just a matter of time.
About half an hour later, Guo Xiaoyan finally woke up with tears in her eyes and said, "Xiao Fei, am I, am I dead?"
"Not yet."
The corners of Ye Xiaofei's mouth lifted slightly, feeling a familiar affection for her and said, "Girl, why are you so silly? How could you hurt yourself like that?"
"I..."
