Bang!
That enormous ghost claw struck Ye Xiwen squarely in the back, as though it had clawed into a slab of metal and stone.
Ye Xiwen immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. The terrifying blow had grievously wounded him, spraying blood into the sky as his body staggered, nearly falling straight down.
"Are you all right?" Yao Qian asked weakly. Her pretty face was pale as well, and though she sounded frail, her beautiful eyes shone with unusual brightness as she looked at Ye Xiwen.
How could he go this far? When everyone else had abandoned her, this person who had crossed paths with her only once had turned back to save her!
When she had thought that perhaps this was where her life would end, how could he do so much for her?
Was it merely because she had intervened outside the auction house that time?
Back then, she had merely lent a hand. She had only hoped that the person he valued, the person he had protected, would not be killed.
That was all. It was nothing at all. If their positions had been reversed, she absolutely could not have done the same.
"I'm fine!" Ye Xiwen grinned, blood streaming continuously down his face and into his collar, making him look somewhat comical.
"Pfft!" Yao Qian could not help laughing. Her delicate body trembled in Ye Xiwen's arms, but seemingly because she had tugged at her wounds, she began coughing uncontrollably. "Cough, cough, cough!"
Ye Xiwen felt rather helpless. What was this supposed to be?
They were running for their lives, miss!
Be serious!
But he had no time to worry about that now. Borrowing the immense force that had struck him, his body shot hundreds of meters away, temporarily escaping the Fire Corpse pursuing him from