Riding on the back of the Firebird, Lin Yun kept demanding that Bai Zhicheng turn around, but Bai Zhicheng had no intention of obeying his orders.
The thought of Lu Bingning and Lan Xi still back there sent a wave of panic through Lin Yun. He suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and then his vision went black as he fainted.
Cradling Lin Yun's head on her lap, Mo Qingliu looked at the unconscious young man, tears finally streaming down her face. Before, Mo Qingliu had never felt her Cultivation was low. As the Little Princess of the Mo Family, she had always been protected wherever she went.
This incident, however, made Mo Qingliu realize her past laziness. Mo Qingshui had repeatedly told her to cultivate diligently, but Mo Qingliu had never once listened.
Mo Qingliu had a little secret of her own—one that even Mo Qingshui couldn't explain.
