Yan Ruoxue's eyes were filled with worry when she saw Qin Yu return. She knew that the price Qin Yu paid this time was not small when he forcefully activated the seventh or even eighth level of the fighting word formula. This made her even more worried.
"Are you alright?" Yan Ruoxue asked nervously.
"I'm fine." Qin Yu forcefully supported his body, but his face was fatigued. He smiled, and a hint of stubbornness flashed in his eyes." There is still unfinished business. How can I fall so easily?"
Gratitude and worry filled Yan Ruoxue's eyes, looking at him. She knew very well that Qin Yu's inner body had probably suffered severe injuries.
"Hurry up and leave..." Qin Yu waved his hand. His tension began to dissipate, and his internal qi rapidly disappeared.
Shortly, Qin Yu collapsed onto the ground, looking much more tired.
Yan Ruoxue wanted to transmit her internal qi to Qin Yu, but Qin Yu interrupted her.