"You've just recovered, can you say something auspicious for once?" Xiao Jinsheng retorted.
"I'm not dead?" Xuan Jiu touched his own clothing where the bloodstains had dried, his eyes suspicious.
The blood hole in the clothes was pierced by himself.
He made this choice in despair, dug out the Star Stone, and threw it to the Terminal.
But his Star Stone was absorbed by the Terminal, so why wasn't he dead?
"You're alive and well right now." Xiao Jinsheng waved his hand in front of his eyes, drawing Xuan Jiu's gaze over.
Xuan Jiu reached out and cupped her cheeks, leaning closer.
The others who had been vigilantly surrounding them instantly became agitated.
"What are you doing, what are you doing!" Yu Yunxiao flared up, slapping at Xuan Jiu's hand that was pinching Xiao Jinsheng's cheek: "Get your filthy paws off her!"
Xuan Jiu ignored Yu Yunxiao and looked at Xiao Jinsheng with delight: "I'm really still alive!"
