"Not good, Xian'er, she..." Shen Wushuang turned to the others for help, only to find that before her stood only Chen Jingjing and the rest, along with Bald Bird rapidly setting up an array. The strongest among them, Dugu Han, was already locked in fierce battle with the old woman of the Qin Clan.
What should she do? What should she do? Shen Wushuang's mind was a mess, helpless beyond measure. She was too weak—she had never encountered a situation like this before.
"Big Sister Xian'er!" Chen Jingjing and the others ran over. At the sight of Qin Xian'er covered in blood, they immediately covered their little mouths, tears welling in their eyes.
Bald Bird stole a glance amid his frantic work and was instantly struck dumb with shock. He burst into curses, "Damn it, that old hag is vicious as hell! This old man won't spare her!"
Little Golden Monkey's face twisted savagely, red light blazing from its eyes. The golden runes on its body spun at high speed as it walked to Qin Xian'er's side, bit open its own finger, and let a thread of golden blood drip into her mouth.
In an instant, the life force within Qin Xian'er stopped leaking away. The array markings over her heart gradually cleared, the wound in her chest ceased bleeding, and color slowly returned to her face. Everything seemed to be improving, yet Qin Xian'er did not awaken again.
"Damn it, dead monkey, when are you going to transform?" Bald Bird shouted anxiously, never once stopping the movements of his hands as he inscribed the array runes.
At that, Little Golden Monkey coldly turned its head and swept Bald Bird a glance. The golden runes across its body abruptly flared, and a vast fighting intent erupted from within it.
"ROAR!"