Ji Xun carried the two of them for a while before finding a corner of the passageway where there were almost no monsters. Only then did he stop.
After setting them down, he patted his old friend again.
Sister Chu Jiu opened her eyes and surveyed the surroundings. Seeing that there were no skeleton monsters at all, she finally let out a breath of relief. They had escaped danger.
Sure enough, this guy always found a way.
Ji Xun glanced at the Black Blood staining the back of his clothes and casually reminded her, "Your injuries are serious."
It was not his blood, but blood that had rubbed off on him while he carried his old friend.
Hearing that, Sister Chu Jiu had no intention of discussing how she had been injured. She merely said flatly, "Mm."
They had been fleeing the entire time and had not had the chance to tend to her wounds. Now that they had a moment to catch their breath, she turned her head to look at her back, took out a potion, and poured it over the wound. It hissed as it released corrosive fumes.
It seemed extremely painful. Her body stiffened for an instant.
Seeing her gloomy mood, Ji Xun could easily guess that whoever had dealt such a blow to her back must have been someone she trusted deeply.
An injury severe enough to force her to maintain that silver hair state for suppression meant the other party had to be badly hurt as well.
But Ji Xun had no habit of prying into other people's privacy.
If someone wanted to talk, he would listen.
If they did not, he would let it go.
They had a basic understanding between them, so there was no need to say much.
Just then, the