"He's fine. It's just a superficial wound." Ling Chuxi's fingers quickly ran over Song Fei's chest and stopped the bleeding.
Recalling the scene just now, Ling Chuxi secretly rejoiced. If it wasn't for the fact that her suicidal sword attack was out of the opponent's expectation and there was a moment of hesitation, this sword attack would have taken song ke's life. Even if the spiritual Valley's Jade plate was broken and he was teleported out, he would probably only be a corpse.
If song ke hadn't stepped forward at the critical moment, he might have been injured by the other party. Perhaps, he wouldn't even have had the chance to be injured.
Who exactly was the other party, to actually attack so ruthlessly! Ling Chuxi looked at the person who had come.
"Feng lengsong, it's you!" Seeing clearly who the person was, Ling Chuxi's face became even colder. She then looked at Xie Feiying and Zhuo fanglin.