"PFFT—"
Song Yulong suddenly spat a mouthful of blood mist. Like a bird with a broken wing, he wobbled and plummeted downwards.
The sight made Song Yushi's face turn pale with fright. She rushed down to catch him and asked urgently, "Big Brother, are you okay?"
Blood continuously poured from Song Yulong's mouth and nose. He clung to his fading consciousness and had Song Yushi take him down into the dense forest below.
He grabbed Song Yushi's hand and said weakly, "The enemy used a powerful hidden weapon. The Evil Qi is corroding my organs. I'm not going to make it. Take Qing'Er and her and go. I'll buy you time."
"No, Big Brother, hang on! We'll go together, we'll go together!" Song Yushi's eyes were bloodshot, and tears fell like pearls from a broken string. She could feel a force rampaging inside Song Yulong's body, but she was completely helpless.
