"It's okay now," Xiao Yi said softly as he fed her a few high-grade healing pills.
Du Youyou's injuries were shockingly severe.
On her delicate skin were lash marks, oozing deep red blood.
A flash of light appeared in Xiao Yi's hand, and a set of clothes materialized, gently enveloping Du Youyou.
"Master…" Du Youyou managed to utter just that before she fainted.
Xiao Yi sensed her condition and his face relaxed.
The elixir had stabilized Du Youyou's injuries; there appeared to be no serious problem.
It was only physical and mental exhaustion that had made her pass out.
Yet, on that usually lively face, there were now traces of fear and pain.
Xiao Yi clenched his teeth, stood up, and turned to look at the elder.
"Elder Xu Qiu," at that moment, Yui Linfeng also arrived, staring coldly at the elder.
"Sect Master," Xu Qiu greeted Yui Linfeng with a bow, and then angrily turned to Xiao Yi.
"Boy, a few days ago you killed my grandson Xu Nan."
