Seeing Xuanwei lying on the platform and Ximen Qingkong slumped crookedly beside her, Yu Cang smiled and relaxed.
Wu Xin merely turned his head for a glance. Seeing the people who had forced their way in—and a whole group of men at that—his expression darkened with anger. Xuanwei was practically naked at the moment.
But he truly had no time to spare. He turned back to his work, dipping silver needles into medicine one after another and continuously inserting them around Xuanwei's heart and head.
He kept inserting needles, then pulling them out, replenishing the medicine on them before piercing them back into vital points.
Xuanwei was basically already dead. He was doing everything he could to protect the final thread of her heart meridians from being breached by the poison, while also resisting the poison's erosion of her brain. Otherwise, even if Xuanwei were saved, she would become a fool.
Either he did not act, or, once he did, he had to do everything possible to succeed. Otherwise, to him, it would be a desecration of his own skill in this field.
At this moment, he was engaged in a final contest with Death over Xuanwei's body. How could he dare show the slightest carelessness?
But outsiders did not know that. They only thought he had quite the temper.
Looking at the exquisite body half-covered by white cloth and studded with silver needles, Yu Cang tactfully avoided suspicion. He still possessed that much grace. Rather than stare at Xuanwei's body, he walked to stand opposite Wu Xin. "Mr. Wu Xin, there is no need to keep busy. Just hand her over to me, and I will take her away."
Dugu Jing and Guo Xingshan stood to either side of him with Heaven Sword Talismans in hand, keeping Yan Baoru