"You little bitch, you can really run. You made me use so much effort."
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing finally unable to hold on, unable to even crawl, a burst of smug laughter immediately came from behind.
The other party was so excited that she ordered everyone else not to attack, her high heels clicking as she slowly walked step by step from the back of the formation to the very front.
Her expression was relaxed, her walking posture extremely dashing, her long legs swaying her two fat buttocks.
In her right hand, she was holding a blade of grass that she didn't know what it was, and she gently swung it around as she walked.
When she arrived above Zhu Zhuqing, she took out a dagger that shone with a chilling light, held it upside down,
squatted down, bent her knees, lowered her head and stretched her neck to the ear of the person on the ground, and licked the corner of her mouth, saying:
"Don't blame me, I can't help myself either. Besides, I already gave you a chance, who told you to be so ungrateful?"
After saying that, her eyes suddenly became extremely cold, her right arm raised high, and she stabbed down fiercely with a very relieved expression.
On the ground, the moment she realized that her legs had lost sensation,
Zhu Zhuqing's heart sank suddenly.
Especially when that familiar sound of footsteps got closer and closer, a strong resentment burst out from the bottom of her heart in an instant.
"I just want to live, what did I do wrong?
Why, why does everyone treat me like this?"
The intense fatigue, and the toxins that were gradually eroding her body, made it very difficult for her to even open her mouth.
These words were not shouted out, but could only be screamed in her heart.
The chilling coldness of the dagger was reflected in her black pupils. Losing Life was imminent. In despair, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but secretly hope:
"If... if someone could suddenly come and save me, how great would that be."
Of course, she knew that the probability of encountering a Spirit Master in this vast forest who was willing and had the strength to help her
was so low that it was no different from wishful thinking.
However, her desire for Life made Little Cat unwilling to give up even this last glimmer of hope.
Besides wishful thinking, she had no other way to think of it.
However, at this moment, as if her prayer had really worked, a dazzling golden Light suddenly exploded in front of her.
Almost at the same time, the falling dagger, along with that ferocious face, suddenly changed its trajectory and retreated.
Replacing it in her vision was a warm smile that seemed to be able to reflect into the deepest part of her heart.
That smile was simply like a god descending to earth, instantly causing a withered heart to once again have a strong desire.
Nangong Lingyun was wearing the mighty Lion-Tiger Golden Armor, but he was very showy and didn't wear a helmet, deliberately exposing that handsome face that could already Charm all living beings.
His voice was like a spring breeze, saying:
"Are you okay, miss?"
"Uh, she fainted just like that?"
He originally had a righteous and impassioned declaration to perform for the two girls... ah, no, to deliver.
Unexpectedly, before he could finish half a sentence, Little Cat closed her eyes and fainted neatly.
Nangong Lingyun was too lazy to waste words with these villainous supporting characters, and the smile on his face suddenly returned to calm.
He raised his head and said indifferently:
"Leave, or die."
Before he came, he had imagined
that if, as in some fanfictions and extra interpretations, Zhu Zhuyun was actually escorting Little Cat under the guise of pursuit, giving her a chance to escape the vortex.
Maybe he could kill two birds with one stone today, sisters or something, must be especially exciting.
Now he no longer had that kind of thought.
...
An unknown amount of Time passed, and a glimmer of Ling suddenly emerged in Zhu Zhuqing's hazy consciousness, and her thoughts began to recover.
She wanted to open her eyes.
Her consciousness was clearly becoming clearer and clearer, and she could even feel and hear the soft bed beneath her and the whistling wind outside,
but her eyelids were like they were hanging with a thousand pounds of weight, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull them up.
For a long Time, somehow, that pressure suddenly disappeared.
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly got up,
The boundless despair and fear before she fell asleep made her instinctively tense her muscles and summon her Spirit, popping out sharp cat claws from her hands to protect her chest.
But the next second, she looked at the scene in front of her, her face suddenly froze.
She saw that the ragged black leather clothes on her body had disappeared, replaced by a beautiful pink dress printed with a Xiao Wu pattern.
Her limbs were no longer as sore as before, and a clear power was surging within them.
Her first reaction was full of ecstasy,
"I, I'm really saved?"
Her heart began to beat wildly, and her pale face began to be stained with red because she was too excited.
The terror between Life and death, the joy of surviving a catastrophe is so strong.
Her second reaction was slightly shy,
"The one who saved me seems to be a man, and I only have this one piece of clothing. Wouldn't changing it be the same as being seen naked?"
However, even knowing that she had been seen naked, Zhu Zhuqing did not have any complaints in her heart.
Instead, she was very grateful.
Compared with Life, other things really don't need to be taken seriously.
You can't ask others to close their eyes when they save you, right? That would be too ungrateful.
Moreover, her injuries at the Time were indeed too serious. There were deep wounds on her back, legs, and arms that could see bone.
When she was awake, she could suppress it a little, but once she fell asleep, her muscles would automatically relax, and blood loss alone could be fatal if no one rescued her.
After a moment of Stunned, Zhu Zhuqing quickly began to check her current condition.
She was surprised to find that all the injuries on her body had disappeared without a trace, and there was not even a scar left.
Her limbs also moved extremely smoothly, without feeling any pain or unsteadiness.
The most important thing was that the important places did not seem to have been beaten, and the shapes were seamless, indicating that the other party had not taken advantage of her danger.
She was still a virgin.
Zhu Zhuqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief,
and jumped off the bed.
As soon as she walked out of the tent, she saw a tall young man practicing boxing in the open space more than ten meters away.
He was only wearing a pair of shorts, and his entire upper body and calves were bare, his slender figure and streamlined, perfect muscles were very eye-catching.
What surprised Little Cat instantly
was that every time the other party threw a punch or kick, it was as if a fierce tiger was waving its claws.
The faint aura was extremely terrifying.
"You're awake?"
Sensing someone behind him, Nangong Lingyun stopped punching, slowly turned around, and showed a kind smile on his face that was the same as yesterday.
Even as a Senior old LSP, having seen countless films, and claiming to be knowledgeable,
a trace of uncontrollable amazement still flashed in his eyes the moment he saw the woman behind him.
In the Xuanhuan World, the physique of cultivators is nourished by Spirit Qi, and there are few ugly people. The average appearance is higher than the so-called beauties of his previous Life.
And Zhu Zhuqing's appearance is considered to be the most Top here.
Her skin is simply like the smoothest and purest milk, and it has been highlighted, so white and tender that people are surprised, surprised that someone's skin is so beautiful.
This kind of skin tone, coupled with that explosive devil figure that is completely inconsistent with her age,
instantly raised Nangong Lingyun's aesthetic standards.
The only thing is that the expression on her face may be a little too cold.