章節 937: Chapter 937 How So Reckless_1

"Sang'er!"

Ya Molian tried to stop her, but as he reached out his hand, he vomited fresh blood again and collapsed powerlessly to the ground.

"Don't go, come back..."

He muttered a few last words and then slowly closed his eyes.

...

In a dense jungle, a large swath of dead grass had been cleared away. Against each tree trunk leaned a person, some with closed eyes, others tending to their wounds.

"Zhe Jue, leave this to me. Go take care of your own wounds," Lin Caisang took the wet cloth from Zhe Jue into her own hands and started wiping the blood from the corner of Ya Molian's mouth, while instructing Zhe Jue.

"Yes."

Zhe Jue took another look at his master, who was still unconscious against the tree, saw that the mistress was taking good care of him and that some color had returned to his face, and then turned to leave, reassured, to tend to his own wounds.