Feng Lin stood atop the treetops, taking away the transfer token from this side.
After pausing here for a few seconds, Chi Jinghong's figure appeared.
Feng Lin immediately held her in his arms, taking out several silver needles from his body to stop Chi Jinghong's bleeding.
"We're leaving!"
Feng Lin no longer cared about Meng Changsheng, nor the exit of the ruins, which was not sealed.
As long as Second Master left the ruins, he could ensure safety.
He carried Chi Jinghong, quickly heading deeper into the forest.
"It's just an external injury, our ancestors blessed us with strong physiques, it won't cost us our lives over such injuries."
Chi Jinghong's face was somewhat pale.
"What if there are complications?"
Feng Lin felt they had run far enough.
He put Chi Jinghong down on the ground and removed her armor.
He carefully examined the wound and found it had not damaged the internal organs.
This slightly eased his mind.