C892 Fly

"Is Young Master Ren alright?" Jiu Zhu was confused, and was shocked by Ren Feng's appearance.

"It's fine. It'll be fine after a while." Qing'er knew that Ren Feng was refining the blood essence so she wasn't worried at all.

After a few minutes, the pain on Ren Feng's body gradually dissipated. A mini version of the blood deer pattern appeared on his body