Heal Him, Else You're Dead

'Whoosh!'

The blade that she had caught earlier was suddenly thrown out!

A dull groan could be heard in the dark.

"Qu Yan, go in the 12 o'clock direction. Bring Qing Zi along." In the darkness, that crisp voice rang in everyone's ears—it was very calm. "Ye Zeyu, bring your people and follow behind me."

Her tone wasn't as casual as it was in the beginning.

Instead, it had a steadiness that didn't tolerate rejection.

As she spoke, the thin and long silver wire in her hand had already wound up the hand of someone in the dark.

That person was thrown out by her with a thud.

At a breakneck speed!

So fast that it was unbelievable!

That person in the dark turned around in shock, only to see Su Huiqing looking sideways at him as she stroked the silver wire.

Under the cold light reflected by the blade, that face of hers was indeed gorgeous.