Gu Lingling and Yang Yunhai were unaware of all this, even more so of the mysteries hidden in this deep valley.
It was not until they climbed up that they realized they were on the back of the mountain, not at all the place where they had fallen.
"Are you alright?" Yang Yunhai asked with concern.
"I'm fine. How about you, Brother Yang? Does your back still hurt?" He had just carried her up, after all. What if the wound worsened?
Black Bird glanced at Gu Lingling with disdain; those medicines weren't just for show, plus there was the effect of the red fruit.
Could he really be injured? As if.
He merely carried a little girl up the mountain, and that's it?
With the master's current physique, carrying a person a hundred pounds heavier than her would still feel like nothing, wouldn't it?
Such an underestimation of the Black Bird King is simply intolerable.
"It doesn't hurt." Yang Yunhai smiled indulgently, "Let's hurry and leave while it's still light out."
