Su Yan turned the corner and saw Feng Xuan leaning against the wall.
Feng Xuan was dressed in white, and at some point, he had already retracted his wings.
The sound of coughing, as if he was about to cough up his lungs.
Su Yan reached out to support him.
Feng Xuan raised his head.
Drip, drip.
Blood trickled down from the wound on his face.
It splashed onto Su Yan's hand.
His gaze was dark, and he spoke in a low voice
"Master."
Su Yan held him up, raising her hand to wipe the blood off his face.
Puzzled,
"What are you doing here?"
Feng Xuan's body paused.
He smelled the strawberry milk scent on her.
Hmm, suddenly, he was a bit reluctant to eat her.
His eyelashes quivered, and his voice was slow
"I came for this Fire Bird."
"For it? What for?"
Feng Xuan coughed while placing his slender hand on Su Yan's shoulder.
As long as she ran, he would easily bring her back.
Then eat her together with the Vermilion Bird.
He lowered his head, mumbling,
