When Ming Chen, Xia Zhen, and their men chased the bandits to the edge of the cliff, they were exhausted. They were quite confident that nothing would happen since their group obviously had an overwhelming advantage in numbers.
By the time they had arrived, Li Ya was in so much pain that she could not even cry out anymore. She just lay on the ground, panting heavily, sweat pouring down her face like rain, and her whole body was soaked in a cold sweat.
There was dark red blood in her mouth. And every time she exhaled, she could spit out a big mouthful of blood, which looked extremely terrifying.
Yue Ran did not want to pay attention to such an unaesthetic picture, but she could not help but keep looking at Li Ya's tormented figure.
However, the more she looked, the more frightened she became.
Ming Ze sighed when he saw such a funny sight and said while covering the girl's eyes, "Since you are afraid, why do you keep looking at her?"
