As Ning Xiaoxiao spoke, Zhuang Yusheng and the others arrived.
They were all injured to varying degrees. Liuli was the worst hurt and needed Zhuang Yusheng to support her to keep her from falling off the flying artifact.
Ning Xiaoxiao's gaze fell on the hand Zhuang Yusheng had supporting Liuli.
After a pause, she looked away.
"Xiaoxiao, you actually killed that demon above your cultivation level?" Zhuang Yusheng was stunned.
"Yes." Ning Xiaoxiao nodded, then glanced at the little snake coiled on her shoulder. "Of course, She-She helped a lot too."
Hearing this, the shrunken python proudly straightened his upper body, making sure to look over at Ning Ke, who nodded at him approvingly.
She-She grew even prouder.
Even the tip of his tail wagged furiously.
Anyone who didn't know better might have mistaken him for a rattlesnake.
Zhuang Yusheng's sharp eyes caught the blood dripping from Ning Xiaoxiao's left hand.
Frowning, he passed Liuli to Wugou. "Fellow Daoist Wugou, please take care of Liuli for me."
Then he rode his flying artifact over to Ning Xiaoxiao.
In a voice only the two of them could hear, he asked, "Can you still use your left hand?"
He knew Ning Xiaoxiao had a proud streak deep in her bones.
She didn't want anyone to see her in a sorry state.
"I can't move it." Ning Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes and said softly, "But this little injury won't kill me."
Zhuang Yusheng said nothing. He simply pressed some healing pills into Ning Xiaoxiao's other hand.
Shielding her with his body, he said softly, "You've already done very well."
"Better than any of us."
"If Fellow Daoist A Ke were here, he'd be proud of you."
Ning Xiaoxiao's pupils trembled, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on the medicine bottle.
Only after a