"All right, I really need you right now, so you'd better get better soon." Having lost a lot of blood and not yet fully recovered, Xing Beiluo's face still looked extremely pale.
"You go get something that nourishes the spirit, and I'll recover faster."
Little Azure Dragon rolled his eyes. Looking at Xing Beiluo's pale face, he condensed a drop of golden-yellow blood from his heart. "Swallow it."
Chapter 77