Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Huaihui looked straight at Shaoyue and said firmly:

"I promised you that I would keep you safe and that you would live well."

Huaihui bit his finger, and a drop of bright red, round blood flew out from the finger and dripped onto Shaoyue's wrist.

The boiling hot blood temporarily suppressed the active black energy, and Shao Yue's complexion looked much better.

"Let's go back to Wang's house and deal with Miss Wang's matter first. I have temporarily suppressed the tooth marks and black energy on your hand. I will find a way to solve it completely."

Huaihui pinched the mouth of the white-headed short-legged sparrow that kept chirping in the demon-control bag and said to Shaoyue.

"Okay, I believe in Mr. Huai."

Shao Yue hid her fair wrist in her sleeve and nodded in agreement.

Although Shao Yue's complexion has now regained its former rosy color, Huaihui is still a little worried.

She got hurt to remind herself that no matter what, she should take better care of herself.

This place is quite far from the Wang residence. Shao Yue came here in a sedan chair, so she didn't think the journey was far. Now that there is no one to carry the sedan chair, she can only choose to walk or...

Huaihui's mind moved, he summoned his sword, and then said to Shaoyue:

"It's a long way back to the palace, and you've just been injured, so let me take you back."

"what?"

Shao Yue asked doubtfully, but before she could get an answer, a strong long arm stretched out behind her, grasped her waist, and lifted her up in the air.

"excuse me."

When she came to her senses, she only heard a clear voice and a warm breath in her ears, which made her earlobe a little red.

Huaihui inadvertently glanced at Shaoyue's ruby-red earlobe, and realized that he was being rude. He coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, stepped back, and tried to keep some distance from others.

Shao Yue left Huaihui's hand for support and stood on the sword, which was already a little unstable.

Huaihui's sword was spiritual and had some awareness of its own. It was as arrogant as its owner and was not used to being stepped on by others. It shook several times and Shaoyue almost fell down.

"what!"

Shao Yue closed her eyes and cried out in panic.

Huaihui was quick to move and pulled Shaoyue's hand closer. The distance between Shaoyue and Huaihui was shortened again, and they were almost hugging each other.

Now, Huaihui no longer cared about the distance between men and women, and held Shaoyue's hand and dared not let go.

On the way back, in order to hide his uneasiness, Huaihui looked straight ahead and quickened his pace towards the Wang residence in Qiutang City.

The speed was so fast that the whistling wind made Shao Yue unable to open her eyes.

After returning to Wang's residence, Shao Yue and Huai Hui tacitly did not mention the wrist injury to Mr. Wang.

They walked straight into Miss Wang's room.

Huaihui took out the demon-control bag, opened the restraints, and poured out the contents.

The white-haired short-legged sparrow rolled out, and Master Wang suddenly called out.

"Hey, isn't this the little black one I picked up outside? But I raised him for two years and then released him back into the woods, right?"

Mr. Wang was confused, but the two people next to him understood.

After all this time, this is still a negative example of "repaying a life-saving favor with one's own body". Shao Yue explained everything to Master Wang.

Mr. Wang widened his eyes and angrily scolded Xiao Hei several times. Only after Shao Yue's dissuasion did he sit on the chair indignantly and sulk alone.

"Hurry up and make Miss Wang sober again."

Xiao Hei nodded actively and used the last bit of black energy he had reserved to enter Miss Wang's forehead.

After a moment, the black gas came out, turned pure white, and dissipated into the air without a trace.

Half a minute later, Miss Wang came to her senses, hugged Mr. Wang, and cried with joy.

The matter is resolved.

Huai Hui's eyes flashed, and he used his spiritual power to suppress the weakened Xiao Hei, asking:

"Do you have any solution for the black energy on her wrist?"

Xiao Hei's face turned pale, and despite being scared, he still shook his head to indicate that he was powerless.

"I just discovered the black energy by accident. The young lady's coma was caused by borrowing the power of the black energy. I was able to solve it because I was the one who used it, but the young lady's injury was caused by the black energy biting itself, so I can't do anything about it."

Huaihui looked at it several times with sharp eyes, and after confirming that it was really not lying, he pursed his lips, put it into the demon-controlling bag, and prepared to take it back to the sect for processing.

After Mr. Wang and Miss Wang finished talking, they finally remembered Huaihui and Shaoyue.

He waved his hand, and several servants came in from the outer room carrying wooden boxes.

"Thanks to you two this time. These are my thank you gifts. I hope you will accept them."

Shao Yue only took a small amount of silver, enough for her to settle down in another town, and a jade hairpin that Miss Wang had pestered her to put in her hair.

As for Huaihui, he wanted nothing.

Originally, to complete his mission in Lingjian Sect, he had to pay a lot, and what he deserved would be given to him by the sect's Internal Affairs Hall when he returned.

I don’t need anything else.

However, he still had a request to tell Master Wang.

"I don't need anything. I just need to rest in the mansion for one night before setting off again tomorrow."

Mr. Wang waved his hand generously, "What a request, if the immortal is willing, it is no problem to live here for a year or two."

Huaihui nodded, and walked out of the room with Shaoyue. He called Shaoyue:

"Miss Shao, I need to go back and think about it today. I will give you an answer tomorrow."

Shao Yue nodded.

After a night, Huaihui finally made a decision.

Originally, he was planning to send her to the nearest town under the sect, but now, in order to control the black energy in her hands at all times, Huaihui decided to take her back to the sect.

There are many elders in the sect, so there must be a way to solve this problem.

When Shao Yue heard Huaihui's plan, she was surprised and happy that he had achieved his original goal in an alternative way.

Looking at the teeth marks on his left wrist, he actually smiled slightly.

"what's on your mind?"

Huaihui saw Shao Yue's silly smile after hearing his decision, so he stretched out his hand and swept it in front of her eyes.

Shao Yue came back to her senses and said happily:

"I will be able to meet Master Ji soon."

Huaihui couldn't quite understand her happiness, he really didn't understand.

Is it enough for her to have such a good impression of Ji Xuanhe after just one meeting and a few words?

The two of them spent a few days together in Wang's house and got along harmoniously, but they were no match for Ji Xuanhe who was thousands of miles away.

Huaihui suppressed his doubts and called her:

"Miss Shao, go pack your luggage first, we will be leaving soon."

"it is good."

Shao Yue didn't have much to prepare. Apart from some daily clothes and money, there was nothing else she needed to bring.

She alone is a family.

Huaihui put her things into his storage bag and summoned his sword.

The Lingjian Sect is very far away, and Shao Yue is unsure of the impact the black energy in his hand will have, so of course it is better to eliminate it as soon as possible.

The only way to return to the sect is to fly on a sword.