Quick Wear: The Delicate and Soft Charming Girl is Forced to Love Again

Changkong couldn't help but look at her with some heartache. He was a man and was born an immortal, so he would feel pain when he was injured. What's more, she was just a little demon with no magical power.

How could such a deep wound not hurt?

Blood dripped into the jade bowl. Shushu was already sweating coldly from the pain. Changkong couldn't bear to see the petite and thin little rabbit demon, so he took out half a bowl of blood and let Shushu go.

"Blood-replenishing pill, take it!" Changkong took out a pill from the storage bag and handed it to Shushu.

"Thank you, Brother Changkong." Shushu thanked him weakly.

"Well, you should take a rest. Master is waiting for me. I will go back first."

"it is good."

Every time her wrists were cut to draw blood, Shushu would feel dizzy, perhaps due to excessive blood loss. She would fall asleep as soon as she lay on the bed and touched the pillow.

Inside the main hall of the Immortal Residence, the Immortal in white cast a sidelong glance at the jade bowl in Changkong's hand, with a hint of dissatisfaction on his cold face.

"Why is this all there is?"

"Master, Shushu is very weak. If you take it again, he might die."

Yan Lingchen raised his eyes, "Shu Shu?"

"Yes, Master, the little rabbit demon named himself Yun Shushu." Changkong explained.

Yan Lingchen looked at the young man in front of him.

Changkong is his only apprentice. His character is very similar to his father. He is kind and honest by nature and does not like to fight with others.

He must have been bewitched by the appearance of the rabbit monster and felt pity for it, so he took this little blood.

Yan Lingchen ordered: "Changkong, go to the Heavenly Palace and get the Ten Thousand Years Angelica from Feng Xihe."

"Yes, master."

Angelica sinensis is a blood tonic, and the master must be coming to give it to Shushu. Changkong didn't want to waste a moment, so he flew to the heaven on his sword.

After Changkong left, Yan Lingchen came to Shushu's yard.

Yan Lingchen did not use any magic, but walked all the way into her bedroom and came to Shushu's bed.

The little rabbit demon had pale skin and was sleeping soundly, with one of its furry pink and white rabbit ears drooping and the other standing upright.

Maybe she was having a nightmare, her delicate little eyebrows were twisted and she looked very uneasy.

Yan Lingchen reached out and stroked her rabbit ears a few times, and actually felt a tingling sensation for a moment.

The girl's eyes turned deep as he looked at her, and an emotion he had never experienced before emerged in his heart.

As an ancient god, Yan Lingchen has experienced millions of years of vicissitudes and has long been indifferent to life and death in the world.

The Qingleng Immortal Lord cut Shushu's wrist without hesitation. Shushu woke up instantly from the pain. She looked at the cold man in front of her in horror.

I wanted to say something, but I swallowed it back in the end.

He is not the kind-hearted brother Changkong, he is the cold and indifferent immortal who threw the original owner into the alchemy furnace. It is useless for her to beg him.

Shushu closed his eyes, listened to the sound of his own blood flowing, and remained silent.

Yan Lingchen stored the full bowl of blood into his storage bag and turned to leave Shushu's room.

From the time Yan Lingchen entered the room to the time he left, the two of them didn't say a word.

Shushu’s mission is to protect Chi Yan. Now she doesn’t know where Chi Yan is. She must find a way to establish a good relationship with Yan Lingchen and let him spare her life so that she will have a chance to find Chi Yan.

Facing the man who would use her to make pills in the future, Shu Shu finally mustered up the courage to say, "My Lord, please stay!"

Yan Lingchen paused for a moment before turning around and looking at Shu Shu without saying anything.

"Shushu thanks the Immortal Lord for his enlightenment. Can you teach me magic?" Shushu asked.

The girl's voice was so weak and almost inaudible, just like her, as if she could be blown away by a gust of wind.

It was with this attitude that she made his apprentice soften his heart towards her!

"No!" Yan Lingchen looked at her coldly and said mercilessly.

Shushu's heart seemed to be struck. Disappointment was inevitable, but it was also within her expectations.

It seems that if I want to make this cold and icy Immortal Lord Ling Chen soften his heart towards me, I still have a long way to go!

Shushu struggled to sit up from the bed and leaned weakly against the headboard, feeling dizzy.

"My Lord, could you please pass me the red dates on the table?" Shu Shu pleaded.

She was not pretending. She was indeed very weak from the long-term bloodletting and had no strength to get out of bed.

Yan Lingchen could see that she was not pretending, and that red dates were indeed good for her blood. He cast a spell and red dates appeared in Shushu's hands from out of thin air.

"Thank you, Immortal Lord." As she said this, Shushu picked up a red date with her trembling little hand and put it into her mouth.

Yan Lingchen looked at her, his face darkened. This time he did not stay any longer, but left her room with a frown.

After the Immortal Lord left, Shushu sighed deeply.

Yan Lingchen only has eyes for the heroine Feng Wuyou. In his eyes, she is no different from a chicken or a duck, and he can kill her at any time.

Shushu thought about it and decided that the only way to escape was to arouse Yan Lingchen's sympathy.

No matter what, she had to find a way to prevent Yan Lingchen from refining her.

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Ever since Shushu started eating the thousand-year-old angelica, her body has become much healthier than before, her complexion has become much rosier, and she has more strength than before.

Taking blood again is not as weak as before.

Sure enough, the elixir is the elixir and it works just fine.

A barrier was set up inside Yan Lingchen's fairy mountain, and Shushu couldn't escape at all.

Fortunately, Yan Lingchen did not imprison Shushu like an animal. In the fairy mountain, Shushu can still move freely.

There are several osmanthus trees in the yard that Yan Lingchen arranged for Shushu. The osmanthus flowers in the spiritual fairyland are much more luxuriant than those in the mortal world.

Changkong told Shushu that the thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum was extremely rare even in the fairy world, and the one that her master gave her to eat was obtained from the prince of the Celestial Clan.

Immortals do not eat ordinary food during fasting, but Shushu has no special talents and really has nothing to offer to thank Yan Lingchen. Seeing that the sunflowers in the yard are in full bloom, she cooks a delicate osmanthus cake.

She said it was to express her gratitude, but in fact she wanted to get closer to Yan Lingchen.

In the hall filled with fairy-like aura, Yan Lingchen was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed in meditation.

Next, he felt someone entering his immortal palace.

After a while, Yun Shushu appeared in front of him with a plate of pastries.

"My Lord Immortal!" the little rabbit demon called timidly.

"What's the matter?" Yan Lingchen's face was calm.

Shushu saw that the Immortal Lord did not look angry, and it seemed that he was not annoyed by her bothering him.

"Thank you, Immortal Lord, for giving me the Thousand-Year-Old Polygonum Multiflorum. I have no way to repay you, so I made the osmanthus cake by myself to express my gratitude."

Yan Lingchen glanced at Shushu with cold eyes, "You don't blame me for taking your blood, but you come to thank me instead."

Before Shushu came, she had anticipated that Yan Lingchen would be suspicious, and she had already thought of what to say.

"I was originally a rabbit with a short lifespan. It was the Immortal Lord's grace that allowed me to be reborn as a human. I can't thank you enough. I will definitely take good care of myself and try to get more blood to repair the elixir for the princess."

"That's fine if you think so."

When it comes to repairing the elixir for Feng Wuyou, Yan Lingchen's expression is finally no longer as cold as ice.

Yan Lingchen stood up, put one hand behind his back, and said to Shushu, "Put your things down."