Qu WeiYin was startled by her sudden action and paused for a moment, letting out a soft sigh. "I'm not injured, it's you who's hurt. Don't act rashly in the future."
She couldn't express the terror she felt when she struggled out of Luo JinXiao's arms only to see her unconscious.
In that instant, her blood nearly boiled over, threatening to cause trouble, but luckily, Luo JinXiao's injuries weren't too severe.
Otherwise...
"Hey, what are you doing! My waist..." The girl on the ground cried out, clutching her waist and backside, glaring furiously at the back of Luo JinXiao's head.
Luo JinXiao seemed only to notice her fall now, turning back in surprise before pulling her up by the elbow with one hand, unsuccessfully hiding a smile.
"Xiao Tiantian, hard work for you. Carry her too, and we'll go from above," Luo JinXiao called, then turned to Qu WeiYin, lowering her voice, "Little Martial Aunt, I'll carry you."
Qu WeiYin's heart skipped a beat, then she shook her head.
"We'll only create more trouble if we encounter any demons along the way. Don't worry, no one is here to see us," Luo JinXiao coaxed patiently.
Qu WeiYin looked into Luo JinXiao's bright, shimmering eyes, wanting to refuse but unable to speak the words.
Though the weather was calm, her heart felt stirred as if by a spring breeze.
"Let's go," Luo JinXiao insisted, tugging on Qu WeiYin's sleeve playfully.
"Alright," Qu WeiYin agreed, her cheeks slightly flushed. "But this must not be mentioned to anyone."
Luo JinXiao was delighted, eagerly promising to keep it secret.
Whether in this life or the last, Qu WeiYin had never been carried by anyone except QiongQi. As she watched Luo JinXiao crouch down, waiting, shyness welled up within her.
Slowly, she placed her hands on Luo JinXiao's shoulders, sliding down until she was pressed against her back.
Despite Luo JinXiao's slender frame, her shoulders and back weren't particularly soft, yet standing upright, she exuded a sense of safety, a fragrant scent wafting up.
Qu WeiYin gazed at her side profile, her fair skin tinged with pink, adorned with a delicate jade earring.
Behind her earlobe was a tiny mole, visible only to Qu WeiYin.
"I'm taking off," Luo JinXiao cheerfully announced, adjusting Qu WeiYin securely, summoning her divine sword, and soaring into the sky. As they ascended, the wind subsided, revealing the demon realm's peculiar beauty. The sky was a deep red, stretching endlessly like an inverted ocean.
Below lay a desolate expanse, resembling aged, withered bark with occasional undulations.
Behind them, QiongQi carried three people, fluttering her small wings, puffing as she flew, making Qu WeiYin smile.
"Little Martial Aunt, do you think the demon realm is beautiful?" Luo JinXiao suddenly asked.
"No," Qu WeiYin replied, shaking her head.
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Transmigrated into a Waste Who Married the Villain.
Fantasy(MTL)#2 穿成娶了反派的废物 Author: Qiqian Zhexie (七千折戏) Synopsis Luo Jinxiao, recently hailed as a prodigy in the world of cultivation, met her demise during a battle against the Demon Sect. Upon awakening, she found herself transported back two thousand yea...
