"Qingcheng."
Song Yun wanted to catch up but didn't know which direction Hua Qingcheng had gone.
Her speed was countless times faster than Song Yun's.
The ruins of the Shura Alliance Branch fell into silence.
A gentle breeze passed by, lifting the dust from the ground, adding a touch of desolation.
Song Yun gazed in the direction Hua Qingcheng disappeared, remaining silent for a long time.
His mind was filled with too many questions.
But more than anything, he was worried, worried about Qingcheng's situation.
"Puh."
Suddenly, Song Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground, unconscious.
Hua Qingcheng's attack left him severely injured.
...
When Song Yun woke up, he was already in the hospital.
Although the injuries seemed serious, Hua Qingcheng had clearly restrained her killing intent and hadn't harmed his life.
Moreover, many vital areas were avoided.
Everyone was gathered at the bedside.
