A burst of tearing pain came from Ye Feng. Even if ye Feng had practiced the body skills of generals, he could hardly help screaming out in pain.

Ye Feng resisted the sharp pain from his body. First he let out the calm bead, hid himself in it, and offered a ring, then he put down his heart. Liancheng snow was lying beside him, with blood oozing from his mouth and nose, obviously injured. Ye Feng struggled to sit up and seized Liancheng Snow's wrist to check.

"OK."

seeing that Liancheng's snow pulse is smooth and there is no worry about life, Ye Feng is relieved when he faints in...