Blue Silver Grass? Just a Wasted Martial Soul

That little hand was likewise wrapped in dense bandages.

Following the little hand upward, one could see a delicate figure lying on the bed, her entire body similarly covered in bandages, with only a pair of eyes, two nostrils, and a mouth exposed.

The difference was that this delicate figure seemed to be enduring immense pain, soft moans escaping her mouth from time to time:

"Ah, oh, mmh."

Hearing Xiao Wu's soft moans, Tang San felt not the slightest hint of desire. At that moment, he only felt as though his heart were being cut by a knife, filled with anguish.

Xiao Wu had regained consciousness, but the tyrannical Fire Poison within her body continued tormenting her. Even in sleep, she could not rest peacefully.

Those moans were proof of the extreme pain tormenting her.

Tang San had awakened earlier than Xiao Wu. He had regained consciousness on the second day after Ning Fengzhi left.

After the body-tempering special training of the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, his physique could be called the strongest among the Shrek Seven Devils. He had great resistance against the Fire Poison invading his body, so he naturally woke up quickly.

However, because his injuries were too severe, he had remained in bed for another two days before finally struggling to get up and come to Xiao Wu's room.

Then he had held Xiao Wu's little hand and sat there for most of the day.

With the bandages covering his face, no one could tell what Tang San's expression looked like.

But if anyone observed carefully, they would definitely notice that his gaze was incomparably vacant, as though his entire spirit had been drained away.

He had lost his confidence.

In that match against Blazing Academy, he had suffered a complete and utter defeat.

Huo Wu