Although Leng Yu was beaten into a daze, he stood back up, assuming a fighting stance.
But Zimo barely took two steps before her pace slowed.
She held her stomach tightly, her face full of pain.
Leng Yu instantly fumed, "Stop pretending, I didn't even touch your stomach just now!"
Zimo gritting her teeth, pushed Mu Lingchuan away as he approached, "I must go in, I have to see Xiaxia!"
"Zimo, you don't look well." Mu Lingchuan's face darkened, grabbing her wrist once more.
This time, Zimo had no strength to push him away.
A wave of dizziness hit her, her legs nearly gave out.
"Let go!" Even though she was unsteady, she still tried to fling Mu Lingchuan off.
"What did you do to Xiaxia? Let her out! Let her out now!"
"Miss Xiaxia hurt herself, lost too much blood, and is still unconscious."
Night Shadow couldn't hold back any longer, stepped forward, looking at her pale face.
"Don't panic, her condition has stabilized now, she's not in danger, you..."
