She paused for a moment, seeing Feng Zhi not stopping her from speaking, she thought Feng Zhi wanted to listen,
so she said,
"The body rots inch by inch, dismemberment, dissection, countless bodies chopped into a mountain."
Su Yan spoke nonchalantly, halfway through her speech, Feng Zhi suddenly rushed under the big tree
"Ugh!!!"
and started vomiting again.
Su Yan looked up at the sky.
It was clearly a fine sunny day.
No rain, so why is it still so oppressive?
She waited for Feng Zhi to empty her stomach.
This time Feng Zhi was quiet.
She didn't ask Su Yan any more questions.
Feng Zhi's face was pale from vomiting, her legs trembling.
She could only let Su Yan assist her as they walked inside.
Finally, they arrived at the courtyard where they lived.
Upon entering, they saw a confrontational scene.
The Purple-clothed Disciples of the Feiyan Sect were standing off against the Blue-clothed Disciples of the Xuanbing Sect.
