Hong Yu's figure tore through the air, suddenly appearing at Xu Wudi's side.
At this moment, Xu Wudi's eyes were shut tight. Searing flames blazed around her body—the Phoenix Nirvana Flame, ignited by her own Blood of Life.
It was her most fundamental flame.
The moment the flames extinguished would be the moment of her death.
Gazing at the stubborn, pale-faced young woman, Hong Yu sighed softly. "Stop. I'm here now. No one will hurt you!"
Xu Wudi's entire body trembled slightly.
She kept her eyes closed, not daring to open them.
Just a moment ago, she had truly believed she was going to die. Her limbs were bound by Tang Rui and Cheng Hao's Primordial Gang, leaving her completely immobile.
Now, the young man's voice echoed in her ears, striking the softest part of her heart like a firing pin.
She didn't dare open her eyes, afraid that hot tears would immediately stream down her face.
'What a foolish woman!'
