He pointed with his finger.
A finger force struck down and cut off the rope that was tied around him.
He looked at the injuries on his body. His clothes were torn and there were holes everywhere. Blood flowed out and dyed his entire body red.
His chest, in particular, had a deep palm print that was imprinted in his flesh and blood, and some bones could be vaguely seen.
Even his face was swollen.
It looked like a pig's head. If one wasn't familiar with it, one wouldn't be able to recognize it.
"Who did it?" Xiao ran asked.
"This blind man." Little Zhou said.
"Hit him back in the same way he touched you." Xiao ran said.
He took out a true spirit dew pill and handed it over.
Xiao Zhou swallowed the pill, and Xiao ran injected a stream of pure spiritual energy into his body. Under the dual effects of the pure spiritual energy and the pill, the injuries on his body were mostly healed in just a dozen breaths.