"Yanyan, do you have any medicine left? It hurts so much!"
Despite Gu Shi Yi's strong physical body, she was already sweating from the pain, clutching her chest and twisting on the ground. At this moment, not only was her chest a blood-red hue, but her whole body was awash in bright red. Pu Yanlan watched as her face became so red that it seemed as if blood might drip out, and she was at a loss for what to do,
"Shiyi, how are you doing?"
In such a situation, all her knowledge about the Human Race was useless, even the ointment she had prepared early on was ineffective. Ever since Pu Yanlan started Great Cultivation, for the first time in three or four hundred years, she was at a loss and didn't know what to do.
"Shiyi, you... you..."
"Ah..."
Gu Shi Yi suddenly pushed her away with terrifying strength,
"Bang..."
