Miao Qiaomei's delicate body slowly fell, eventually landing in Lin Fan's arms!
Lin Fan watched as Miao Qiaomei fainted, her elegant eyebrows still tightly furrowed, sharing the same discomfort in his heart!
The Miao Village was massacred, all its people perished in battle, leaving only a dozen women and children. This blow was truly too much for Miao Qiaomei!
If it happened to Lin Fan, he would likely be just as enraged, perhaps even acting more recklessly!
Moreover, fundamentally, this matter was closely linked to Lin Fan. Had he not come to the Miao Race, Clint wouldn't have found the ancient tomb's location so easily!
Then, Lin Fan handed Miao Qiaomei over to Xiang'Er, saying, "Take good care of her!"
"All right!"
Xiang'Er nodded, holding Miao Qiaomei and squatting on the ground. Looking at Miao Qiaomei, her charming face was equally filled with compassion!
Then, Lin Fan said, "The deceased are paramount. Let's bury these people first!"
