Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Nan Xiang stood in a sea of ​​blood and corpses, holding a sword. His white disciple uniform had long been stained with blood, some of which was his own, but more of it was from the wolf pack.

Her hair was disheveled and stained with blood, her breathing was a little rapid, but her body was still as straight as a pine tree.

Those cold phoenix eyes were astonishingly bright due to the recent breakthrough and fierce fighting, like tempered cold stars, with a sharpness and edge born from blood.

She slowly exhaled a breath of foul air with a bloody smell, feeling the surging power in her body, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

It worked!

Just when her mind relaxed slightly, a moon-white figure suddenly appeared in front of her as if teleporting.

Jiang Ruochen could no longer maintain that indifferent attitude of watching from the sidelines.

He arrived in front of Nan Xiang almost instantly, even bringing up a breeze.

His brows were furrowed, and his phoenix eyes, which were always half-closed, were now clearly filled with worry and fear, as well as a hint of regret for not being able to act in time.

"How does it hurt?"

His voice lost its usual casualness, with a barely perceptible tenseness, his eyes scanned her anxiously, and when he saw the glaring burn on her left arm and the lingering blood at the corner of her mouth, his eyes instantly darkened frighteningly.

Without waiting for Nan Xiang to answer, he quickly raised his hand, and warm and pure spiritual power flowed out from his fingertips, gently covering the wound on her left arm.

The spiritual power carried a strange vitality. Wherever it passed, the burning sensation quickly subsided, and the red and swollen skin recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, he stuffed another small but heavy jade bottle into Nan Xiang's hand without any explanation.

"Take it."

His tone was unyielding and forceful, but if you listened carefully, you could also hear a hint of deep-seated heartache.

"It contains the 'Nine Transformations Revitalizing Pill' and the 'Jade Marrow Regenerating Cream'. Take it internally and apply it externally to treat the internal injuries immediately."

Nan Xiang held the bottle of elixir that was obviously not an ordinary one, and looked at her master who was nervous as if facing a great enemy. The cold and fierce bravery she had just shown in the fight quietly faded away, and the softest part of her heart seemed to be gently bumped by something, and sour and warm ripples appeared.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say that she was fine, that her injuries had mostly healed after her breakthrough...

However, before she could finish her words, Jiang Ruochen suddenly stretched out his arms and held her tightly in his arms.

This hug came unexpectedly, with a force that felt like it had been lost and regained, almost rubbing it into her bones and blood.

Nan Xiang's whole body stiffened suddenly, her mind went blank for a moment, and all that lingered in her nose was the cool scent of bamboo leaves from his body, mixed with a very faint, unique scent that belonged to him.

She could clearly feel the rapid and powerful heartbeat beneath his chest, pounding against her eardrums, revealing a lingering sense of fear.

Is he... afraid?

Afraid she'd get hurt?

This realization made Nan Xiang's heart tremble violently.

That strange, sour, swollen emotion surged up again, more violent than ever before.

Her stiff body gradually relaxed.

After hesitating for a moment, the blood-stained hands that had just wielded a sword to kill a pack of wolves slowly and tentatively raised themselves and gently embraced his slender waist.

She even subconsciously and with a clumsy attempt to comfort him, patted him on the back twice.

"Master,"

Her voice was a little hoarse from the fierce battle just now, but it revealed a softness that she herself was not aware of.

"I'm fine. Look, I even made a breakthrough."

Feeling her response and clumsy comfort, Jiang Ruochen's tall body shook slightly, almost imperceptibly, and he hugged her tighter.

He gently rested his chin on the top of her hair, which exuded a faint smell of blood and fragrance. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to engrave her breath deeply into the depths of his soul.

It was not until this moment that my heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally slowly settled down.

This girl... really makes him...uneasy all the time.

The stench of wolves' blood had not yet completely dissipated from her nose, and the warm touch of her master's spiritual power on her left arm was still there. At this moment, she was tightly embraced in an embrace with the cool fragrance of bamboo leaves.

Nan Xiang's stiff body softened little by little after she felt Jiang Ruochen's rapid heartbeat and lingering fear.

The blood-stained hands hesitantly, but finally firmly hugged him back, and she even patted his back lightly with a clumsy tenderness that she herself was not aware of.

"Master, I'm fine. Look, I've even made a breakthrough."

Her voice was a little hoarse, but it was like a breeze, slightly blowing away the haze in his eyes.

Jiang Ruochen closed his eyes, hugged the person in his arms tighter, rested his chin on the top of her soft head, and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to carve her breath into his bones and blood.

After a long time, he slowly let her go, but his hands were still on her shoulders. His eyes were deep and he stared at her without blinking. The emotions surging in his eyes were so complicated that it made Nan Xiang feel uneasy.

"Little cutie," he said, his voice low and a little hoarse, with an unmistakable seriousness and nervousness, "I'm glad you're here, I'm glad..."

The life-and-death struggle just now made him realize more clearly that he could not bear the possibility of losing her.

I don't want to wait any longer.

Nan Xiang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

She looked at the undisguised affection and expectation in her master's eyes, the worry lingering between his slightly furrowed brows, the nervousness that shone through his tightly pursed lips...

The shock under the Three Lives Stone last night, the throbbing during the hug just now, and the dependence and joy accumulated bit by bit over the past few months, at this moment converged into a clear torrent, washing away the last trace of hesitation.

She has always been decisive, and now that she has made her mind clear, she no longer hesitates.

Nan Xiang raised her eyes, her clear gaze met his gaze directly, her tone clear and firm:

"Master, I..."

She paused, as if she felt that this title was a little inappropriate at the moment. A faint blush appeared on her face, but she still insisted on speaking:

"...I like you. I promise you, we will be together."

The moment the words fell, she clearly saw that Jiang Ruochen's phoenix eyes, as deep as a cold pond, were suddenly filled with thousands of stars, and the dazzling light suddenly exploded, so bright!

The lazy alienation that always lingered in her was instantly replaced by ecstasy and tenderness. The corners of her lips couldn't help but rise up, outlining an extremely real and dazzling smile.

He could hardly wait to hold her in his arms again. This time the hug was filled with cherishment and great joy of regaining what had been lost. The hug was so strong that it seemed as if he wanted to embed her into his life.

"well!"

He whispered in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe, bringing a slight shudder.

"My dear..."

Nan Xiang leaned in his arms, listening to the rapid heartbeat coming from his chest, which was as fast as her own, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up slightly.

An unprecedented, solid and warm sense of happiness quietly enveloped her.

However, after a brief moment of tenderness, Nan Xiang gently pushed him.

Although Jiang Ruochen was reluctant, he still let go of his arm as he was told, but his eyes were still glued to her face, as if he could never see enough.

Nan Xiang's expression regained some of its coolness, but the gentleness in her eyes remained. She looked at him seriously and said,

"But, Master, our relationship...is not suitable to be made public for the time being."

Jiang Ruochen raised his eyebrows and was about to say something, but Nan Xiang took the lead and continued in a firm tone:

"It's not that I don't want to, nor am I afraid of what others say. It's just that my cultivation is still relatively young, and the sect competition is approaching. I don't want others to judge my efforts and strength based on my relationship with Master."

She hoped that when everyone mentioned Yin Nanxiang, the first thing they would think of was her strength, rather than "the Taoist partner of Lord Su Yun."