Hearing Lin Bai, Li Qingxin's pretty face flushed with anger. She glared at Lin Bai through clenched teeth.
So she had been fighting the Corpse Demon here, only to make a wedding dress for Lin Bai?
Just then, the Corpse Demon flew into a rage and struck Li Qingxin squarely on the shoulder, sending her flying. She crashed to the ground and spat blood.
"Ow..." Li Qingxin cried out in pain upon landing.
Lin Bai stopped and looked back at Li Qingxin. Seeing her in such a sorry state—and knowing she was a frail woman—he could not help feeling somewhat guilty.
If Li Qingxin had not held back the Corpse Demon, Lin Bai could never have obtained that pill so easily.
If he left now, Li Qingxin would probably find it very difficult to escape from the Corpse Demon.
"Miss Li Qingxin, do you need help?" Lin Bai stopped and asked over his shoulder.
Hearing this, Li Qingxin roared furiously, "What do you think? Of course I need help! Aren't you stating the obvious? Can't you see I've already been beaten until I'm spitting blood? Are you waiting until later to collect my corpse?"
Lin Bai was taken aback. He had kindly offered to help Li Qingxin, but he had not expected her words to be so overbearing.
Lin Bai smiled faintly. "Miss Li Qingxin, I can help, but I heard that you come from Gourd Mountain."
"Since you are a martial artist from Gourd Mountain, you must have Saint Blood Pills on you, right?"
Lin Bai spoke to Li Qingxin with a beaming smile, but there was a knife hidden in that smile.
Li Qingxin stared at Lin Bai in bewilderment. "What nonsense are you spouting?"
Lin Bai smiled. "Of course, of course. I can help you, but I