Using True Yuan to encase the longsword that pierced through Ye Xiaolei's lower abdomen, Shen Qiang shattered the cliff behind her with a punch. Then, holding Ye Xiaolei in his arms, he swiftly moved away from the original spot, taking the stunningly beautiful Ye Xiaolei to the back of the cliff.
Bang!
The operating table fell to the ground leveled by True Yuan.
He placed Ye Xiaolei on the operating table.
Shen Qiang asked, "Blood type?"
Ali, who had just followed over, hurriedly shouted, "A, it's A!"
Shen Qiang immediately took out plasma from the Storage Ring, hung it beside Ye Xiaolei, and then said, "No wind! The temperature can't be too low."
"I understand!" Ali's True Yuan immediately spread out.
Forming a small protective shield.
Shen Qiang frowned, turned Ye Xiaolei's body to the side, then from the back, gripped the hilt of the broken sword piece in her lower abdomen and removed it slowly and steadily.
Then, Shen Qiang quickly removed all of Ye Xiaolei's clothing.
