Behind him came Huo Shengnan's delighted cry: "A shooting star!"
Hu Xiaotian turned around and discovered Huo Shengnan standing in front of the tent. Had she seen the shooting star too? Had she been gazing up at the stars just like him? Although her view was not as clear as his, he must have been part of the scenery she saw. Could he be what she had been admiring?
Huo Shengnan clasped her hands beneath her chin, closed her beautiful eyes, and prayed silently. According to legend, a wish made upon a shooting star would come true.
Hu Xiaotian laughed and turned back around. The shooting star's light had already vanished from the night sky. He called out, "What did you wish for? Did it have anything to do with me?"
Huo Shengnan glared at him. "It certainly did. I wished you would never talk nonsense in front of me again!"
Hu Xiaotian laughed. "There's no grudge between us, is there? Did you really have to curse me like that?"
As if I'd ever tell you what I wished for, Huo Shengnan thought. She waved a hand. "Get some rest!"
Hu Xiaotian's injuries were in awkward places. The wound Black-Hearted Boy Xie Juehou had stabbed into his back was deep. Although the poison had done nothing to him, a wound that deep still needed time to heal completely. One-Eyed Giant Zhao Jueding's heavy punch had also injured his internal organs. He truly needed to circulate his power to heal himself. By now, Hu Xiaotian had gained a profound understanding of the mysteries of the Formless Divine Skill. Using it could not only neutralize the mutant true qi inside him, but also greatly accelerate his recovery.
Sitting cross-legged on the rock, he gathered his scattered thoughts. No one knew what tomorrow