"Feixue!" Qin Qi and Yan Qingyu stepped forward simultaneously.
Qin Qi looked over Ling Feixue's injuries, his heart twisting with anxiety. Everywhere on her body were bruises, and there was a noticeable depression in her chest, clearly caused by the final strike from the opponent!
Qin Qi's eyes flickered with panic, "Sister Qingyu, Fei, Feixue, is she alright?"
Ling Feixue's beautiful eyes were open, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, her pale complexion evoking pity.
Seeing that it was Qin Qi who arrived, she forced a smile and then weakly spoke, "Qin Qi, you, you must not go up..."
"In your current state, you're not, not their..."
Before she could finish speaking, Ling Feixue's eyes closed, and she fell into unconsciousness.
"Feixue!!" Qin Qi's eyes rose with fury.
Yan Qingyu, knowing some medical skills, stepped forward to check the pulse and carefully observed for a moment before breathing a sigh of relief, "Qin Qi, Feixue is alright, don't act impulsively!"
