Quick Wear: When a Delicate Beauty Becomes Cannon Fodder

Female Cultivator of the Hehuan Sect (3)

  Ruan Ruan naturally wanted to get to Tianyan Sect as quickly as possible, but she was penniless and couldn't find anyone to help her.

  Even the thing he was wearing was still the same coarse linen shirt, and his original color couldn't be seen clearly.

  She really couldn't stand it anymore. She followed the map given by the system and walked for a long time but still hadn't gotten out of the forest. The blood mud dried and cracked on her body, emitting a foul smell.

  I can't wait to go out and deal with it.

  A winding river just happened to appear in front of me. I looked around and saw no one, so I approached it little by little.

  She pulled her white and tender feet out of her cloth shoes and cautiously and tentatively put them into the water, which was icy cold.

  Her pearly toes curled up, and those that touched the water were frozen red.

  The sturdy trees blocked out the sky, blocking most of the sunlight. In the mottled light and shadow, Ruan Ruan forced herself to immerse herself in the water little by little, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

  Her clothes were soaked with water and stuck to her body, ripples appeared on the surface of the river, reflecting her exquisite curves.

  The cheeks were red after being violently rubbed, the lips were slightly pale, and the eyelashes were trembling slightly.

  After a while, the air gradually became warmer as if by illusion. Ruan Ruan took off her clothes, washed them carefully and placed them on the shore.

  Then she rubbed her skin, and the wound on her left arm was wet. She cried out in pain and turned around to look—

  Fine green flows through the claw marks that are deep enough to see the bones.

  What is this?
  Ruan Ruan moved closer, and a strange green color flowed in it.

  She stretched out her fingertips, wanting to touch but not daring to.

  Suddenly, clear footsteps came into her ears, accompanied by the sound of falling leaves, as if deliberately reminding her that someone was coming and not to lighten her footsteps.

  Ruan Ruan covered her body and turned her head to look, she saw the man facing sideways towards her, avoiding her gaze politely.

  She was wearing a flowing white dress with silver patterns embroidered on it that reflected dazzling light under the sunlight. Her three thousand black hair was tied into a high ponytail with a hairband, and the ends of her hair were swaying slightly at this moment.

  There was a round jade pendant hanging on the silver belt around her waist, shining brightly.

  Xie Chaoshi.  

  Ruan Ruan pressed the excited system and turned around without any hesitation.

  "You didn't eat the pills I left behind?"

  The tone was cold and flat, and she choked on the words that were about to come out.

  "Ah?" What kind of elixir?
  He moved his fingers, and a light outer robe covered Ruan Ruan's head in an instant, covering her whole body.

  The white robe seemed to still retain the owner's body temperature, which was extremely cold, mixed with a hint of the crisp scent of mountain snow.

  Ruan Ruan pulled it off her head and held it in front of her chest. When she raised her eyes, she saw him squatting in front of her.

  He stared at her without any fluctuation in his eyes, a frosty aura emanating from his entire body, his eyebrows and features were picturesque yet they were always filled with coldness.

  The lips are slightly pink, with round lip beads, and look very kissable.

  Xie Chaoshi didn't know why he came back. He had already left behind elixirs to remove the evil spirit and set up a barrier for her to wake up, which was enough.

  Cold fingertips pressed against her left arm, close to the wound.

  If he hadn't come back, she would have died.

  His fingertips left a few small dots on her smooth skin.

  Xie Chaoshi drew out the green silk entangled in the wound, and it turned into green smoke and dissipated in his palm.

  After removing the evil poison, he was about to leave. Ruan Ruan hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, and water splashed everywhere, falling between the two of them.

  The grip on him was not strong.

  A drop of water splashed on Xie Chaoshi's chin. He looked at her but did not retract his sleeves.

  Ruan Ruan moved closer to him, feeling aggrieved.

  "It still hurts. Am I beyond help?"

  (End of this chapter)