There is something uncarved, natural and fresh, and it has a bit of intoxicating charm.

Feng Xiyao was attentive when checking the wounded, slightly frowning from time to time.

Because Han Molin and the others came later, it was not easy to disturb Xiyao. He was waiting patiently at the back of all the wounded in the hall.

Xiyao monitored the injured's condition carefully, but not too slowly. After a while, she came to Han Molin.

When Xiyao met Han Molin, she first made a blessing ceremony and then asked:

"Excuse me, senior?"

"Hello, Miss Xiyao. I am Han Molin from Liuyun Mountain. These guys all came with me."

Xiyao said:

"It turns out that you are all distinguished guests from Liuyun Mountain. I hope you will forgive me for missing Yaode Valley."

Han Molin said:

"Miss Xiyao, you are so polite. Please take a look at my junior sister's injury."

Xiyao didn't speak any more. She knelt down and checked her pulse carefully. Then she looked at her face and listened to her breathing. Like several others, her brows were slightly furrowed.

Xiyao did not speak to Han Molin, but said softly,
Chapter completed!