Red Cloud Mountain, Unparalleled City
Du Sha returned unharmed, putting everyone's mind at ease, while Tang Luo, who left after the affair without lingering, was already nestled in Yun Xiu's arms.
"The opponent was so strong, my hand is about to break, look~"
Condensing the natural Dao Realm, which can cover dozens of miles, into a Dao Bead measuring mere inches, this kind of power is something even Tang Luo's King Realm physique cannot bear for long.
Yun Xiu carefully lifted her husband's right arm, looking at the palm covered in cracks, her heart ached with pain.
"Let me bandage it for you, bear with it a bit."
She drew colorful clouds of silk from the Immortal Cloud Whisk Soul, gently covering along the palm lines, until the entire hand was wrapped.
The fragrant cloud silk carried a woman's tenderness, moving the colorful palm slightly, Tang Luo tilted his head back and said: "And my eyes~"
"Is it this one?"
