Inside a dilapidated small building a few miles away from Meishan Mountain, Tong Yunshu was meticulously taking care of Yang Fei.
It had been three days and nights since the Hidden Sect collapsed.
She had only awakened last night, and when she did, Yang Fei was still holding her tightly, protecting her beneath him.
When she regained her senses, she felt a faint warmth behind her, which startled her. Turning her head, she saw Yang Fei unconscious behind her, his eyes tightly shut.
At this moment, Tong Yunshu was already very weak, and she also noticed multiple wounds on her body, with injuries to her internal organs from the impact.
However, Yang Fei's condition terrified Tong Yunshu to the extreme.
Her perception was very strong, yet Yang Fei was right against her back, pressed tightly together, and she had to focus intently to feel a tiny trace of life emerging from him.
Moreover, Yang Fei's body was very cold, not like the temperature of a living body at all.
