Xiao Yi flapped his Purple Flame Fire Wings, swiftly flying through the air.
He held Ye Ming in one arm and hurriedly pulled out healing medicine from his Qiankun Bag with the other, feeding it to him.
Then he poured True Qi into him to stabilize his injuries
and awakened him afterwards.
Before Ye Ming fainted, he pointed in a direction.
Now it was a night of shooting stars, with chaotic energy.
Xiao Yi himself could not sense where the battle was and was afraid Ye Ming might have pointed in the wrong direction.
He had no choice but to wake him up first.
"Cough cough." Ye Ming coughed a few times, weakly coming to.
"Brother Yi," Ye Ming exclaimed with surprise evident in his expression,
then he became anxious.
"Hurry, save them…" Ye Ming uttered.
Xiao Yi interrupted, "Aren't we rushing there right now? You guide the way."
Ye Ming exclaimed in shock, "You're going there alone, Brother Yi?"
"Isn't it better to go inform the Commandery Prince and the others immediately?"
