Quick Wear: Ye Ye Sheng Ge

Jiang Ye dragged his heavy feet, his body shaking violently, as if he might fall down at any time.

Every step he took was like fighting against gravity, extremely difficult. His face was as pale as a piece of white paper, without any blood at all.

The sweat on his forehead continued to drip down, soaking his clothes.

Jiang Ye clenched his teeth tightly and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it..."

He clearly felt that the strength in his body was rapidly dissipating, while the pain from the wound was becoming more and more intense, as if millions of ants were gnawing at him.

Under this painful torture, his consciousness began to blur and his vision became blurred.

Just when Jiang Ye was about to collapse, a cave appeared not far ahead.

He raised his head with difficulty, his eyes fixed on the entrance of the cave, and a glimmer of hope surged in his heart.

Perhaps, I can find a moment of respite inside and recover some of my strength.

Jiang Ye used up his last bit of strength and staggered into the cave.

After entering the cave, he found a secluded corner and sat down exhausted.

He closed his eyes tightly and tried to regulate his breathing, trying to calm himself down.

Time passed minute by minute, and Jiang Ye finally slowly opened his eyes.

He felt that his strength had recovered a little, and although the wound still hurt a little, it was no longer as unbearable as before.

He knew that he could not delay any longer and had to return to his original place as soon as possible.

Because someone was waiting for him there, Zhu Guyun's injuries had not yet been treated.

wait for me……

Jiang Ye took a deep breath and quickly formed a familiar mark with his hands.

As he moved, a golden-red energy surged around him.

His voice was trembling, "Soul...teleport!"

In an instant, his figure disappeared into the cave, as if he had never appeared.

When Jiang Ye appeared again, he had returned to where Zhu Guyun was.

He rushed to Zhu Guyun anxiously and looked at his condition carefully.

Zhu Guyun's face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was rapid and weak, as if he might take his last breath at any time.

Jiang Ye then discovered that there was a hideous wound on Zhu Guyun's arm that was bleeding profusely.

Jiang Ye's heart skipped a beat, and without hesitation he used his remaining divine power to try to save Zhu Guyun's life.

He continuously injected divine power into Zhu Guyun's body, hoping to stop the bleeding from the wound and repair his damaged body.

However, since Jiang Ye himself was injured, his divine power seemed a little powerless.

Despite his best efforts, the treatment was not as effective as he expected.

Jiang Ye clenched his teeth tightly, concentrated all his energy, and tried his best to mobilize every bit of available spiritual power in his body and input it into Zhu Guyun's body continuously.

He didn't dare to relax at all, for fear that a single negligence would lead to all his efforts being wasted.

With Jiang Ye's unremitting efforts, a miracle finally happened.

Zhu Guyun's injuries began to stabilize slowly, and his breathing gradually became steady.

Seeing this, Jiang Ye felt a little relieved, but still did not dare to take it lightly.

He continued to concentrate on healing Zhu Guyun until he was sure he was out of danger.

Jiang Ye started coughing violently. Every time he coughed, his body would tremble involuntarily, as if he was going to cough out his lungs.

As he coughed, traces of bright red blood splattered from the corners of his mouth, leaving shocking marks on his pale face.

His eyes became confused and weak, and his body seemed to be drained away, curling up softly beside Zhu Guyun.

This crappy mission...is really becoming more and more troublesome...