The two branches in Su Jiu's hands pierced the two men's shoulder blades with blinding speed.
At the same time, a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of her lips.
Su Jiu sighed inwardly. In her current condition, she really could not afford to exert herself too much, no matter what she did.
The young man came up to Su Jiu, his gaze complicated.
He clearly had never expected her to actually save him.
And she had even seriously injured herself in the process.
Moglis jogged over to Su Jiu, anxiety on her face. "Are you all right?"
Su Jiu carelessly wiped the corner of her mouth and steadied herself.
"Before we leave, there are a few things I want to know." Su Jiu paused briefly. "This counts as my first condition."
Moglis clearly had not expected the young woman before her to use up one of her conditions so readily.
"Where is this? Who are you? Why isn't there even a trace of spiritual qi here?"
Moglis froze for a moment, then looked Su Jiu over. A young woman like her really did not seem to be from around here. She could not help recalling the old man who sat by the city gate all year round. Su Jiu felt rather like him.
Of course, it was not that they looked alike, but that they gave people a similar feeling. "This is the Spiritless Land, and we're Bell People. Oh, Bell City, where we live, isn't far from here."
Seeing that Su Jiu did not look well, Moglis could not help saying, "Even if you have several questions, I think you'd better come back with us first. You're hardly in good shape right now. I think you need treatment."
Su Jiu said nothing, merely staring steadily at the