ank me. this is what i should do as a sword**an. well, i should go, too. but as soon as i want to go, i see her exhausted and tired in zhao qianlei's arms.
zhao qianlei had no choice but to gently put her on the ground, then put her hands behind her and put some real yuan in his body into yang ruoling's body to heal her wounds. after a while, zhao qianlei withdrew her true yuan. half an hour later, yang ruoling slowly woke up.
zhao qianlei came up to her and said, miss yang, how are you feeling now? is your body better? yes, mr. zhao, i have revered most of the real yuan. said yang ruoling.