Nie Li couldn’t help being amused at Xiao Yu’s sulky attitude. He never expected the situation to turn out like this. He’d always thought of Xiao Yu as a man, who knew that she had hidden the truth so well.
It was probably related to the inscription patterns on her chest.
Nie Li looked at Xiao Yu and asked, “How are your wounds?”
The scenes from earlier flashed across Xiao Yu’s mind. She turned away with with her face boiling.
“I’m fine,” Xiao Yu answered quietly.
“That’s good!” Nie Li nodded, “Since your wounds are already healed, then let’s go back!”
“Alright,” Xiao Yu replied.
Just as Nie Li stood up and prepared to leave, several powerful auras swooped in their direction.
“Careful!” Nie Li immediately pulled Xiao Yu by the hand and hid in the nearby forest. Then, he dipped his right hand in a little demon blood and quickly wrote down a few inscription patterns. As he wrote them, he pointed at Xiao Yu’s chest.
