"Where do you think you're going?"
Ye Qianming pokes his head out from her embrace.
Little Netherworld Venerate, only tiny in size, jumps in front of Luo Qingtong and stops her hand from pulling back her sleeve.
"First, clean the blood off your hand and apply medicine!"
Fury in his heart.
This woman, she does not know how to cherish herself.
She got injured and she doesn't even think of applying medicine? Instead, she talks about going back as if nothing happened.
Even if you need to go back, you should apply medicine first before going back.
"Huh?"
Luo Qingtong, following his motion, looks at her own right hand, noticing a few shallow cuts that are bleeding.
These injuries were caused by breaking through the black fog surrounding that Peak Martial Emperor Realm.
The poison in those black fogs wasn't very useful against her, and Luo Qingtong, with her Pupil Skill, easily broke through the weakest part of the fog.
