The Eight Immortals crossing the sea

Junior Brother Hong, are you okay? " qu Yitong immediately came to the injured Summoner the moment the man from Wan Shen sect landed. He looked at the wound on the man's shoulder and asked with concern.

senior brother qu, I'm fine. The bleeding has stopped. the injured Junior Brother Hong slightly frowned; however, he still revealed a smile, " fortunately, those steel forks of the flying Yakshas are not poisonous. Such a minor injury won't affect the casting of spiritual spells!

mm, haha. qu Yitong nodded and looked at the others with a serious expression. just now, Junior Brother Hong was injured while bringing up the rear. When we enter the palace later, Junior Brother Hong will be among us. Junior Brother fan, you'll be in charge of bringing up the rear. I'll be the vanguard. Everyone, take the time to rest. Take medicinal pills and recover your divine power.

The other Summoners of Wan Shen sect nodded. They had no objection to this arrangement.