Seeing Ye Lingyue had healed Bo Qing, Elder Huo Yan also felt somewhat embarrassed.
"Xiao Liu, go and bandage Thirteenth Young Master's wounds."
Among Elder Huo Yan's six disciples, one was lost in the attack of the Green-eyed Stone Beast, while the others sustained only minor injuries. Only the one called "Xiao Liu" was unscathed.
He took out the Healing Medicine and stepped forward to bandage Ye Lingyue.
Wu Zhong, in his disguise, strode forward, his lips pursed.
"No need, I have my own..." Just as Ye Lingyue was about to bandage herself, her hand was suddenly pulled away.
Him again?
Ye Lingyue's wound throbbed with pain as she grimaced. Looking up, it was the Fire Control Sect's Sixth Disciple who had looked at her with a strange gaze earlier.
Was she seeing things wrong?
Why did he seem to be filled with resentful energy, as if she owed him a debt of hundreds of thousands?
Come on, she was the one who was injured, what was there for him to be angry about.
