Ah Dai quickly scooped up Xuan Yue's petite body in his arms, his clear mind instantly going blank. He tightly held onto Xuan Yue's hands, lost and confused as he watched the painful expression on her face.
Not far outside the city, a magnificent carriage accompanied by a dozen silver-armored warriors was speeding towards the small city. These guards all emitted an aura of profound capability, indicating their formidable skills at a glance. Inside the carriage, a deep voice suddenly sounded out, "Ah! Something is wrong, Yue Yue is injured. Hurry, speed up, I've already sensed her position."
"Yes, Bishop."
Ah Dai snatched Xuan Yue's magic wand. As soon as he pulled it out, her white dress was immediately stained with fresh blood. Ah Dai's anger had long since vanished when Xuan Yue stabbed herself with the magic wand. He quickly channeled his True Qi, sealing off Xuan Yue's meridians to prevent her from losing too much blood.
