"Nalan Ye!"
Little Fairy Doctor looked at the suddenly appearing mass of black mist before her. Without the slightest hesitation, she charged straight in without looking back!
This was a method used by the Hall of Souls. Entering the black mist would inevitably bring all sorts of weakening and suppression—blocked vision, sluggish Dou Qi circulation, suppressed cultivation realm... all kinds of disadvantages. In the end, one might even die within the black mist, but so what?
Little Fairy Doctor charged in like a little fish swimming against the current, flying through the black mist to my side. She tightly held me in her arms, her large eyes exceptionally bright within the darkness, like stars in the night sky.
"Nalan Ye, are your injuries serious?"
As she spoke, a Healing Pill was gently brought to my lips. Its medicinal fragrance was quite familiar—the same familiar formula...
My injuries were indeed not light. The main problem was the sudden restraint of that mysterious force, which had prevented me from dodging or defending, forcing me to take that blow head-on.
I opened my mouth and swallowed the pill from Little Fairy Doctor's hand. My lips brushed against her palm, and my tongue lightly swept across her warm hand. It tasted faintly salty; she had been so nervous about me that her palms were sweating.
Little Fairy Doctor held me with one arm while warily watching the black mist. A Hall of Souls expert was still hidden within it, a full Seven Star Dou Zong. She did not dare let down her guard in the slightest.
"Nalan Ye, let's leave the black mist quickly!"
"Hit..."
Though standing on the battlefield, Xun Er seemed more like an outsider as she slightly tilted her head toward the enormous mass of black mist that had