In front of him appeared two incredibly beautiful women. One had a cold and indifferent expression, with an awe-inspiring aura that dared not be stared at directly. The other was frowning, her eyes filled with anger.
"Are you alright?" one of the women asked him worriedly, then she scolded, "Those damned humans, how could you be okay? You're practically bleeding to death!"
Then she turned to look at the other woman: "Master, Master, please heal him quickly, won't you? He's dying."
Tianmiao waved her hand gently, and Qing Jun felt an indescribable warmth enveloping his body, leaving him incredibly comfortable. Astonishingly, his wounds were completely healed in an instant!
Instinctively, he turned back to look at the humans chasing him and was shocked to see them all spitting blood, suspended mid-air and emitting pitiful wails. No matter how they struggled, it was futile.
