Dugu Bo Arrives Just in Time! Are Tang San and His Master in Danger?

"Xiaogang! Are you all right?" Flender rushed over, crouching down and steadying Yu Xiaogang by the shoulders.

Tang San also pushed himself up against the rocks. After staggering forward a few steps, he dropped to his knees beside the Grandmaster. Only when he got closer did he see just how badly Yu Xiaogang was hurt.

Both sides of his face were swollen, the corner of his mouth was split, and his collar had been yanked crooked. What frightened Tang San most was that even the Grandmaster's breathing was shallow, as though the slightest exertion would pull at his wounds.

"Teacher, how are you? Say something!"

Tang San gripped his hand, not daring to shake him carelessly.

Yu Xiaogang laboriously opened his eyes. He looked at Flender first, then shifted his gaze toward Gu Ling.

"He... he..."

His lips had barely moved a few times before the pain in his face made him suck in a breath. He could not force out another word and could only clutch Flender's sleeve tightly.

"Don't speak. I know. Rest for a moment first."

Flender supported Yu Xiaogang's back, wanting to help him lean more comfortably. But the moment his hand moved, Yu Xiaogang curled up in pain, forcing him to stop.

He was still conscious and not in immediate danger of dying, but these injuries could not possibly be healed with a little medicine. As for the rest... recovery was even less possible...

By then, Gu Ling had returned to the stone platform. The moment he stopped before Ye Lingling, the healing power of the Nine-Heart Begonia fell over his shoulders and back.

The heavy pain eased somewhat, though several fine cracks still remained in the bone armor on his left arm.

"Take the medicine bag. We're leaving."

Ye Lingling did not ask any