C34 The God of White Feather

Although Bai Yu's attack had saved a life, the youth was still wounded in the neck. Fresh blood immediately flowed down from the youth's neck, staining his clothes red.

Bai Yu didn't care too much about the injured youth, he only looked down at the youth lying on the ground and asked, "He won't die, right?"

The youth looked at Bai Yu with incomparable shock. He had some impression of her