The Divine Healer

"Master, take care of yourself." Chen Mu knelt down with a thud, his eyes red as he hurriedly rushed down the mountain.,It was July, with scorching heat blanketing the land. The intense sun baked the earth.,She looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, delicately sculpted like a porcelain doll. Like Ji Wan Yun, she had long, glossy black hair, appearing ethereal and otherworldly.。