Jing Ziqiu's desperate situation

"My Lord, please save the young master." The Guard's legs went soft and he knelt in front of Ling Chuxi. His eyes were clearly filled with the confusion of a seriously injured person.

Ling Zhongxiao also recognized this guard. He was Jing Ziyu's personal guard, Jing Zhongying. Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Ling Zhongxiao hurriedly held him up.

Ling Chuxi also took the opportunity to check his pulse. With a little inspection, she was shocked. All the meridians in the Guard's body were broken inch by inch, and his sea of Qi was no exception. His internal organs were in a terrible state.

If she had not relied on the spiritual pill that Ling Chuxi had given her before she had left, she would have long fallen to the ground and died.