Feng Wu's face was very pale indeed.
It was as if she had been sucked dry of all blood. Even her lips were terrifyingly pale.
Feng Wu smiled bitterly and waved her hand. "That's not important."
Duan Chaoge was anxious.
She didn't know Bao Er. She only cared about Feng Wu!
Duan Chaoge wanted to say something else, but Feng Wu shook her head. "Bao Er only has this one chance. If we don't take it, she'll die. On the other hand, my cultivation can recover."
Recover? What? Duan Chaoge didn't understand.
But Jun Linyuan got it.
Feng Wu's cultivation level had dropped after drawing the blood!
She used to be a Level 6 Spiritual King, but she now dropped to Level 5, then Level 4.
The crown prince's pupils contracted!
He looked at the petite girl with sympathy.
Apart from Feng Wu, who else would be willing to lose their cultivation just to save a person who wasn't related to them?
What a silly girl.
