No matter how much blood was dripped, Huang Punuoxi's face began to turn pale, but the smile on the corner of her lips was still there, because she was very relieved that Xuanyuan Xuan was saved, and she was willing to drip more blood.

Because she doesn't want to owe anyone a favor.

The "Soul Bell" rang automatically despite no wind. Huang Punuoxi stretched out her right hand. She knew what Hun Ying meant.

Seeing this, Lie Rufeng quickly tore off the cloth at the corner of his clothes and tied up Huang Punuoxi's cut hand.

Huang Punuoxi shook her head and whispered, "This wound is not a problem."[

Lie Rufeng immediately stretched out his hand, and then tightly grasped the cloth in his hand without saying a word.

Xuanyuan Xuan, who had fainted, was treated by Hun Ying. He slowly opened his heavy eyes, with a hint of surprise in them, and saw Huang Punuo Xi.

Didn't he hit the colorful path? He felt weak all over his body at that time, but why can't he feel anything now? It's like he just woke up.

"Prince Xuanyuanxuan, are you feeling better?" Huang Punuoxi was wearing a mask. No one could see her pale and flawless face behind the mask. Her soft voice was like a gentle breeze.

"Didn't I fall into the colorful path of that flower soul?" Xuanyuan Xuan stood up from the ground, his face gradually turned rosy, and his voice became firm and strong.

"No, once the flower soul dies, the Seven Color Dao in you will lose its effect." Huang Punuoxi said with a smile, but her face became paler because of too much blood loss.

Looking at the unchanging scene in front of her, a trace of confusion flashed across Huang Punuoxi's clear eyes. Wasn't it broken?

Why is the scene still there?

They should have gone out already?

"The formation is broken. What about Shen Lang?" Xuanyuan Xuan's deep eyes flashed anxiously. He glanced around, but still didn't find Shen Lang.

"The formation is broken, and Shen Lang has also disappeared. Prince Xuanyuan Xuan, please don't be too sad." Huang Punuoxi's red lips were stained pale, and the color faded, but her soft voice was full of weakness.

Xuanyuan Xuan heard Huang Punuoxi's feeble voice and asked anxiously, "Fourth Princess, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine--" Huang Punuoxi shook her hand and said with a smile. Even though the smile at the corner of her mouth was brightening and softening, her labored voice still couldn't be concealed.

There was a worried look in Xuanyuan Xuan's eyes, and he still asked uneasily, "Did the fourth princess hurt herself when she broke the formation?"

Because her soft voice seemed so erratic.

Just as Huang Punuoxi was about to say something, she felt a little dizzy. She lowered her head and glanced helplessly at this short body. She thought to herself that this body was too weak. She came to this continent, and every day she had nothing to do.

I have been slacking off, eating hard every day, and practicing my martial arts, but I am still so weak. I have lost so much blood and it is so difficult.

"Master----" Lie Rufeng's eyes also showed a worried look. After all, he had lost so much blood, how could his body bear it?

He saw with his own eyes how much blood Huang Punuoxi had shed on the bell on her wrist. What exactly was that bell?

It was so amazing. He saw the woman disappear with his own eyes, and then turned into a bell on the owner's wrist. Then the owner fed the bell on her wrist blood, and what was even more miraculous was that the blood dripped down drop by drop very quickly.
Chapter completed!