"Honey!" Qiao Yuxian called out to Gu Yanjing as he approached.
Gu Yanjing threw aside the person in front of him, and Qiao Yuxian immediately ran over and leaped into his arms. "Honey."
Gu Yanjing immediately hugged her tightly, holding her with one arm as he moved to the back of the shelter.
Qin Xia was right behind Qiao Yuxian and quickly arrived with people in tow.
Meanwhile, Yan Ting, who had just set up his gun at a distance and was ready to fire, froze when he saw Qiao Yuxian's back; his expression grew even more vicious.
"You're hurt?" As soon as Qiao Yuxian was set down, she touched his sleeve, which was entirely soaked.
The joy of seeing Gu Yanjing transformed instantly into a blizzard.
She quickly examined his arm.
Gu Yanjing was wearing black clothes, making the color hard to discern, but she could see it was torn on the left arm. The blood on his hand had dried, and some had rubbed off during the fight.
