"Your... your chest!"
Zi Mengqi pointed at Ye Haochuan's chest, tears in her eyes.
"Ah!"
The girls heard this and, together with Ye Haochuan, looked at his chest. Only then did they notice that there were two wolf claws hanging from Ye Haochuan's chest.
Threads of crimson blood were constantly seeping out along the edges of the wolf claws. The girls sensed it carefully and found that Ye Haochuan's Life Flame was extremely weak.
Only then did the girls realize that Ye Haochuan was actually severely injured. Besides the injuries on his body, his internal injuries were even more serious. Looking at the situation, if one were careless, he might lose his life.
"Ye Haochuan... you... you..."
Long Piaoying's heart trembled. Despite being severely injured, Ye Haochuan did not think of saving himself. Instead, he hung on to the enemy's claws to rescue others first.
Thinking of this, tears welled up in her eyes, and her tender heart was filled with both gratitude and worry.
