The place was deserted, Liao Chen dismounted from his horse, and without his support, Gu Jiao collapsed weakly on the horse's back.
She had vomited all the blood she needed to, now it was just her energy that was depleted.
Liao Chen checked her pulse, although he wasn't a doctor, martial artists were exceptionally sensitive to the flow and disturbance of one's energy.
"You're alright now?" Liao Chen was surprised.
That expression wasn't entirely accurate, Liao Chen's definition of 'alright' was that there was no need to prepare for her last rites.
Still, Liao Chen was very surprised, is this girl really that tough?
She took two hits from Dark Soul's palms, and only vomited some blood, then recovered while vomiting.
"I'm just that amazing, hmph." Gu Jiao said weakly, lying on Black Wind King's back.
Well yes, surviving two of Dark Soul's hits without dying is certainly impressive, but hearing it from this girl somehow makes it hard to believe.
