The evil female is weak and the males of the whole continent are out of control and fall.

Chapter 678 She needs to pull herself together!

Without further hesitation, they flashed into two streaks of light and sped off in the direction the fake beast god had fled.

Bai Wanwan wanted to call out to them, but the words caught in her throat and she couldn't get them out.

She hurriedly reached out to pull Yin Ze, but Yin Ze grasped her hand in return. "Wanwan, Zhu Xiu and Qiu Rong are helping each other, they'll be fine. If you're worried, I'll go check on you after I've settled you in."

Bai Wanwan nodded, there were still wounded soldiers to take care of.

She took a deep breath and tried to pull herself together.

Staggering forward, Xin Feng and Jin Yi also stood up from the ground, both males unharmed.

They quickly went forward to check on Jiaoyuan and Jinying's situation.

"How are they...?"

She walked for dozens of meters, but Bai Wanwan saw that they were motionless, and bright red blood was flowing from beneath them, staining the grass beneath them...

She took out a highly effective wound medicine and handed it to Hua Han beside her, saying, "Quickly apply it to them."

"it is good."

Hua Han, unusually serious, stepped forward and quickly applied the medicine to their wounds.

Bai Wanwan then noticed the shocking wounds on their bodies, especially the huge wound on Jiao Yuan's waist and abdomen and Jin Ying's leg that was almost torn off. Blood gushed out like a flood, washing away the ointment that had just been applied.

Even Jin Yi's expression changed, and every male felt a bad premonition.

"Apply it again, apply it again!"

Bai Wanwan called out anxiously.

Hua Han hummed in agreement and applied the ointment again.

Bai Wanwan, as if money were free, exchanged a bunch of ointments from the system shop and gave them to her beastmen.

Several beastmen worked together, applying the ointment again and again, before finally managing to stop the bleeding.

During this process, Jiaoyuan and Jinying still did not wake up.

"Move them inside first and change their clothes." Xin Feng frowned as he spoke, knowing that such injuries were probably difficult to save, but he could only try his best.

Several males worked together, carefully but quickly carrying Jiaoyuan and Jinying, who were already unconscious and whose breaths were so weak they were almost imperceptible, into the house.

Who knew that with just that movement, the wound would reopen and blood would gush out again.

The healing potions I just redeemed are almost all used up.

Bai Wanwan's hands trembled as she continued exchanging items, her face deathly pale.

Jin Yi noticed her nervousness, walked over, took the ointment from her hand, and covered her cold hand with his large hand. "Let Hua Han accompany you to rest for a while. We'll keep an eye on things here, so don't worry."

Bai Wanwan shook her head, "I'm not going anywhere, I'll stay here."

Jin Yi glanced at her, knowing he couldn't dissuade her, "Then if you're not feeling well, go and rest."

"it is good."

Jin Yi took the ointment back to Jiao Yuan and Jin Ying, and together with Xin Feng, Yan Lie, and Yin Ze, they applied it.

Just like before, as soon as the medicine was applied, it was immediately washed away and soaked by the gushing blood, making it impossible for it to adhere!

Bai Wanwan's heart ached at the sight, and she said urgently, "Don't be stingy! Apply as much as you want! It doesn't matter how much you use!"

Jin Yi's eyes narrowed, and without further hesitation, he applied a large amount of highly effective wound medicine repeatedly to the wound. Several males moved swiftly, their foreheads covered with fine beads of sweat mixed with rainwater and blood, their expressions extremely focused.

One bottle, two bottles, three bottles...

It wasn't until six bottles of highly effective wound medicine were used up that the raging bleeding was finally brought under control again. The thick powder mixed with the congealed blood formed a dark red, shocking layer that sealed the terrible wound.

When the last drop of blood seemed to stop flowing, Jin Yi and several other males were almost exhausted. Their clothes were soaked with cold sweat, as if they had just been pulled out of the water.

The bleeding has finally stopped.

However, both of them kept their eyes closed, their faces were pale and bloodless, and their breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible. There was no sign of them waking up.

The room was deathly silent, save for the heavy breathing of the group and the incessant sound of rain outside the window.

Hope flickers weakly, like a candle in the wind.

"Should we change their clothes?" Yan Lie wiped the water droplets from his head and turned to ask.

Jiaoyuan and Jinying's clothes were soaked with blood and rain, and it was such a cold day.

Jin Yi shook his head. "No, if the wounds reopen, they might not be able to hold on."

Yin Ze chimed in, "Let's light a few more fires to keep the house warm."

The males got to work immediately, and Bai Wanwan did her best to use a highly absorbent towel to wipe the water and blood off Jiaoyuan and Jinying, making them feel less uncomfortable.

Time slowly slipped by in the anxious wait, each minute and second feeling like being tortured on scalding hot stones.

Several hours passed, and Jiaoyuan and Jinying were breathing weakly, showing no signs of waking up.

While Bai Wanwan was heartbroken with worry for the unconscious Jiaoyuan and Jinying, her thoughts were also preoccupied with Zhuxiu and Qiurong, who had gone to pursue the fake Beast God and had not yet returned.

For the first time, she truly understood what it felt like to be "like an ant on a hot pan."

I was restless and paced back and forth in the room, feeling every cell in my body agitated and unable to calm down.

The rain outside the window continued to patter, striking my heart and adding to my unease.

Yan Lie, who is usually scorching hot, was unusually silent as he stayed by her side. Looking at her pale face and furrowed brows, he wanted to comfort her but didn't know where to begin. He could only wrap his large hands around her cold fingers, trying to convey a bit of warmth.

In the stillness of the night, only the crackling of the hearth fire could be heard.

After taking care of the two injured males, Xin Feng was still exhausted and hadn't had time to wipe his exhaustion off his face. He turned around and saw Wanwan, who was still standing to the side, trying to stay upright. His eyes filled with heartache, and he slowly walked towards her.

"It's getting late, shall I go with you to rest?"

Bai Wanwan shook her head, her voice slightly hoarse: "I can't sleep... Zhu Xiu and Qiu Rong haven't returned yet, and Father Beast and Jin Ying... haven't woken up yet either."

As she spoke, she took two steps forward, gently resting her forehead against Xin Feng's firm chest, inhaling his reassuring breath, and whispered, "Xin Feng, Qiu Rong and Zhu Xiu... they'll be alright, won't they?"

Only now did Xin Feng clearly feel her frail body trembling slightly, her lingering fear and dread reaching him.

He instinctively pulled his arms closer, holding her even tighter, gently stroking the top of her head with his chin, his tone firm yet tender: "Yes, they'll be alright. Zhu Xiu and Qiu Rong are incredibly strong; they'll look after each other and will definitely return safely..."

Before he could finish speaking, a slight noise came from the doorway.

Bai Wanwan suddenly lifted her head from Xin Feng's arms, her reddened eyes still wet, and her gaze urgently turned towards the door.

Fearing it was just her imagination, she soon realized the sounds coming from outside were becoming clearer and clearer…

(End of this chapter)