It’s all Shura field!

"Miss Song, are you awake? How do you feel?"

Rong Jiuxi's handsome face came closer and asked with a smile.

"Hehe, if you take your hand away, I think I'll feel much better."

Song Qingbai's face turned pale, and a look of pain flashed across his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Miss Song, I hurt you..."

An apologetic look appeared on Rong Jiuxi's face, and he moved his hand away from Song Qingbai's wound.

[This guy must be talking like this on purpose. ]

Song Qingbai remained silent. It was already dark outside. What did he want to do at this time?

"Rong Jiuxi, you are not here to laugh at my joke, are you?"

"How could it be? Miss Song was injured, I am so heartbroken!

Besides, last time in your room, I suddenly fell asleep and I don’t know what happened. When I woke up, I found myself lying on the floor.

Miss Song, do you think someone drugged me?"

Rong Jiuxi reached out and picked up a strand of long hair on Song Qingbai's shoulder, then put it under his nose and sniffed it.

"this....."

Song Qingbai was speechless for a moment. When she thought about how it was Shen Rangchen who kicked the man to the ground, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

"What's up? Miss Song, have you thought of something fun?"

There was a smile on Rong Jiuxi's handsome face. He was angry and annoyed when he heard that Song Qingbai had advanced two realms in a row and risked his life to protect Lin Yanzhou.

She wanted to come over and scold her, calling her a fool, but when she saw Song Qingbai lying weakly on the bed, she felt distressed for no reason.

"Nothing, it's just that it's getting late, Rong Jiuxi, and I'm still injured. If you want to call me to task, can we do it another day?

Is it okay? I'm really in pain, especially since you accidentally pressed on my wound just now. "

Song Qingbai had an expression of grievance on his face, and his words were filled with a hint of pleading, which made Rong Jiuxi's heart soften.

"If you are willing to take off the bracelet on your wrist and let me see it, how about I leave now?"

Rong Jiuxi's eyes were dark as he stared straight at the bracelet on Song Qingbai's wrist.

[So, he came here for this bracelet? ]

Song Qingbai's heart sank. Rong Jiuxi had an evil appearance and a charming personality, which made people unpredictable.

"Miss Song, I have always liked these artifacts, but the one on your wrist seems rather peculiar. I will just take a look at it and then return it to you..."

Without waiting for Song Qingbai to refuse, Rong Jiuxi reached out and held Song Qingbai's wrist.

"Ouch, it hurts...can't you be gentler?"

Song Qingbai's wound was touched by him, and he grimaced in pain and screamed in surprise.

Rong Jiuxi lowered his eyes and looked at her watery eyes. His hand paused and he subconsciously let go of her.

"Woo woo, you clearly knew that I was injured, but you still touched my wound on purpose. Are you a spy from the Five Elements Sect? You used the excuse of looking at the bracelet to actually harm me?"

Song Qingbai began to sob. The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she felt, and in the end she actually cried out loud.

I don’t know if it really hurts or if there is some other reason?

In short, the originally calm Rong Jiuxi frowned slightly.

The woman started crying, and it was endless? He hadn't done anything yet?

Looking at Song Qingbai who was sitting on the bed and crying miserably, Rong Jiuxi couldn't believe that the person who cut off Lei Bao's arm with a sword on the trial platform and then protected Lin Yanzhou tightly was still her?

"You...don't cry anymore. Crying too much is bad for your health..."

Rong Jiuxi had thousands of words to say, but this was the only sentence he could say. Helplessly, he took out a handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped away Song Qingbai's tears.

I was afraid that if I wasn't careful, I would make her cry even louder!

"Look at you. You were hurt so badly on the competition stage, but I didn't see you cry. How come you cried so hard when I accidentally touched you?"

Rong Jiuxi was wearing a red robe with a slightly open collar, revealing his alluring figure. He spoke with a trailing tone, which made him naturally alluring.

"How can I cry so easily with so many people here? I am the daughter of the sect master, how can I lose the face of Qingyun Sword Sect?"

Song Qingbai gritted his teeth.

"The clan leader's daughter!"

Upon hearing this, Rong Jiuxi simply repeated this sentence in a low voice and then fell silent.

When he was a child, the phrase he heard most often in the Star Hall was:

"You are the son of the master of the Star Palace. You should always put the Star Palace first in everything you do."

Little did he know how much of himself he lost because of this sentence.

The girl in front of me is my destiny, so what's wrong with that?

They are just poor people arranged by fate...

"Rong Jiuxi, you won't kill me!"

Suddenly, Song Qingbai stopped crying. With red eyes, she asked Rong Jiuxi seriously.

Is he a friend or an enemy? Song Qingbai didn't quite understand. He only knew that Song Qingbai in the book died on his eighteenth birthday.

Who was the one who killed her?

We have to be on guard and we have to investigate it clearly because it is very dangerous.

The girl's appearance was stunning, yet broken. There were tears in the corners of her eyes. When she asked Rong Jiuxi, there was worry and fear in her tone.

"How could that be? Why would I kill you? You're so cute, I can't love you enough!"

Rong Jiuxi's face changed slightly, and then quickly returned to normal. He gently patted Song Qingbai on the shoulder and said:

"It's getting late. You should get some rest first. I'll come back to see you another day. As for your injuries, I won't ignore them either."

"Ruyi, what do you think he means?"

Song Qingbai didn't ask until Rong Jiuxi's figure disappeared.

"Host, he is not a target of attack, so there is no need to use the self-torture trick. You should not think too much about it, and you should recover quickly."

"Well, I am indeed a little tired. Besides, I really cried out of pain just now, this is not some self-torture trick."

Song Qingbai shook her head and lay down on the bed. She hadn't fallen asleep yet, but a noise caught her attention again.

"Little fairy? Little fairy, are you asleep?"

Fang Jingzhi finally escaped from his father's hands and hurried to visit Song Qingbai.

He tiptoed in through the window, bent down, stared at Song Qingbai's face, and shouted softly.

Another one?

Song Qingbai felt helpless. Why were they all not sleeping at this late hour? What were they trying to do?

They are not injured and are full of energy, but I am a patient now!

Are you sure you will be fine if you keep taking turns like this?

"Fang Jingzhi, if you yell like this, I'll wake up even if I'm asleep, okay?"

Song Qingbai resisted the urge to flick his forehead and responded.

“I’m sorry, little fairy, I’m really worried about you. My father used a spell to tie my hands and feet today, so I couldn’t go on stage to help you.

I'm sorry I couldn't protect you in that critical moment."

The young man's handsome face darkened and his expression was sad as he explained.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

When Song Qingbai saw him blaming himself, he felt warmed at heart. It turned out that Fang Jingzhi also wanted to help him.

"Little fairy, this is the medicine I brought specially. It can help your wounds heal."

Seeing that Song Qingbai was not angry with him, Fang Jingzhi's face instantly showed joy. He quickly took out a porcelain bottle from the space ring and placed it in front of Song Qingbai.

"Are you sure you got the right medicine this time?"

Song Qingbai looked at the familiar porcelain bottle and said with some uncertainty.