All the wounded were being treated and all the soldiers were in recuperation.
Within a day, The Rising Sun City went through two battles. When night fell, people could still not erase the feeling of being struck with fright from the bottom of their hearts.
They silently lowered their eyes and mourned for their lost comrades.
This night was extremely heavy for everyone in The Rising Sun City.
They lost their friends, lost their brothers; they had lost too much.
No one would cheer for such a victory. If possible, they would rather it had never happened.
Shen Yanxiao lay unconscious on the bed, without any trace of blood on her pale, small face.
Xiu and Shen Siyu stood by the bed and their eyes were solemn.
"The depletion of Little Xiao’s power is too serious. I don’t know when she can wake up." Shen Siyu’s face was also pale and the backlash of his power had caused him serious internal injuries, but he had no time to take care of his own problems.
Lying in bed, Shen Yanxiao was holding the sleeping, small Vermillion Bird in her hands. Even while unaware, she was not willing to let go of this companion who chose to take part in her life and death.
Xiu sat silently by the bed; his slender fingers uncovered Shen Yanxiao’s forehead, then a faint glow was passed from his palm to Shen Yanxiao’s body.
"You just woke up; it will consume your power..." Shen Siyu was a little worried.
Although Xiu was powerful, in the end, he was still in a soul state, and for Xiu to have restored the Tree of Life, it definitely required a great deal of effort. Under such tremendous consumption, Shen Siyu actually did not think that Xiu could wake up in such a short time.
"I’m fine." Xiu faintly replied, watching Shen Yanxiao with eyes filled with heaviness.
Taotie and Lan Fengli came from outside the house, holding a pile of potion bottles in their hands.
"Master Ye Qing said that my master needs these things." Taotie’s eye sockets were red. As a foodie, everything that he had experienced today made him lose his appetite for the first time.
The tragic death of Vermillion Bird, the unconscious state of Shen Yanxiao; these were simply too heavy for this simple-minded magical beast.
"How... how is sister?" Lan Fengli looked at Shen Yanxiao, full of worry.
"With me here, she will be fine." Xiu did not move his vision away from Shen Yanxiao.
Shen Siyu took the potions and examined them one by one. Aside from healing potions, the potions that Ye Qing had Taotie and Lan Fengli send over had many kinds of magic and dou qi potions.
These potions were very important for the current condition of Shen Yanxiao.
Taotie sat quietly on the bedside. Lan Fengli bit his lip and said, "Ah-Yu has not woken up yet, I will go check on him."
Lan Fengli was very clear on how much Shen Yanxiao cared about her five companions. If Shen Yanxiao woke up and Yan Yu had not been cured, he believed she would be even more upset.
What Lan Fengli could do right now was take care of those Shen Yanxiao cared about while she was unconscious.
"I’ll trouble you. If you see Du Lang and Uncle Jiu, have them come over." Shen Siyu expressed his gratitude.
Like Lan Fengli, he also did not have any blood relationship with Shen Yanxiao, but his feelings for her were like those of her real family.
Lan Fengli nodded his head silently, after which he reluctantly glanced at Shen Yanxiao who was lying in bed, then turned and left.
While his sister was unconscious, he must also help his sister handle matters in The Rising Sun City!
In this way, after she woke up, she could waste less energy.
Remorse spread in Lan Fengli’s heart.
It was because he did not protect his sister well that she suffered such pain.
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