"Ling'er...poor Ling'er." Xi'er let her hug her waist tightly, let her wipe all the blood and tears on her body, and wept with her.
Suddenly, Zhan Ling'er, who was crying loudly, suddenly raised his head and looked at Xi'er with blood and tears on his face full of hope: "Sister-in-law, go and save brother Qing. Go and save brother Qing. Ugh..."
Xi'er gritted her teeth and asked in a deep voice, "Good boy, Ling'er, tell sister-in-law what's going on with your face? What's wrong with Brother Qing?"
As soon as her face was mentioned, Zhan Ling'er seemed to wake up suddenly. She gently touched her face with trembling hands, crying silently.
Seeing that Ling'er stopped crying at this time, Xi'er couldn't help but feel heartbroken. It wasn't that she wanted to cry, but that she couldn't find a way to vent the hurts, so she could only let them stay in her heart, accumulating over time...
"Ling'er, don't be afraid, sister-in-law will heal your face, she will. Ling'er, my poor Ling'er..." Unable to bear it anymore, Xi'er hugged Ling'er and started crying.
Ling'er couldn't cry, so she cried in pain for her.
Poor little girl, how was she treated? Oh my God, why are you treating this innocent and lovely little woman like this!
"Girl, it's important to treat the injury." The little old man looked at the two people hugging each other and crying bitterly, and he couldn't help but remind him aloud.
Xi'er's heart tightened, she pushed Zhan Ling'er away from her arms and wiped the tears from her face, "Ling'er, be good, now is not the time to cry."
Ling'er nodded, her eyes still unable to stop. Although she didn't see it, she knew how miserable her face was...
Xi'er couldn't stop crying when she saw Ling'er. The tears flowed down the corners of her eyes to her cheeks and seeped into the wounds. Although they quickly flowed out together with the blood, they still contaminated the wounds.
Without any hesitation, Xi'er stretched out her hand to touch Linghou's body, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her softly falling into her arms.
"Girl, we can't stay here for long." The little old man suddenly became solemn, stood up straight, and looked in the direction where Zhan Ling'er came from. Obviously, those who hurt Ling'er were not at ease, and chased after her again.
Xi'er looked in that direction and gritted her teeth. Suddenly, she looked at the little old man and said, "Little old man, I hate the smell of blood."