"Rustle—"
A dense fog engulfed the area as light rain drizzled down.
Zhiwei, clutching the blood-drenched and weak-breathing Qing Jun, stumbled forward desperately.
The cold rain mixed with the blood and muck seeped through her thin clothes, chilling her to the bone.
But none of it compared to the pain and despair in her heart.
Qing Jun... Is Qing Jun dying?
It is all her fault!
If only she had listened to her master and not trusted that Bai Susu, how could Qing Jun have been so severely injured?
Hadn't her master warned her repeatedly before leaving...
It was all her fault!
"I'm sorry... Qing Jun..."
Zhiwei's face grew paler, overwhelmed by guilt, remorse, and agony, making it hard for her to breathe.
It was at this moment, however,
that the water element spiritual power around them suddenly became unusually active, almost merging with the big girl!
