Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

The moment Pei Jin finished speaking, his body suddenly fell backwards.

Quan Jiuxi was quick-witted and quick-handed, grabbing his waist. His grip touched the tight yet hot muscles under his combat uniform, which were weak from blood loss.

The man's head rested heavily on her shoulder, his warm breath brushing against her neck, carrying a faint smell of blood and gunpowder, blending strangely with the rose scent on her body.

Quan Jiuxi lowered his head to look at the profile of the face resting on his shoulder. Pei Jin's eyelashes were drooping quietly at this moment, like the folded wings of a tired bird. His lips, which were originally tightly pursed, were slightly loosened, and his face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

She raised her hand and patted her head. The obsidian hair accessories caused a slight pain on her fingertips. Only then did she realize that Pei Jin was still a mortal and could not withstand the spiritual power contained in the magic grass she took out casually.

What was given to the adjutants were nothing more than ordinary healing herbs, with all the spiritual power removed, leaving only the vitality of the plants themselves.

But for the plant she gave to Pei Jin, she deliberately left a trace of pure spiritual power in the rhizome, thinking that it would help him recover faster, but she forgot that the mortal body could not withstand such a domineering energy impact.

His fingertips gently stroked Pei Jin's sweaty forehead. Quan Jiuxi looked at his slightly furrowed brows even in his sleep, and remembered his words "I will never abandon you, no matter life or death". A light chuckle escaped from his throat, and he stretched out his index finger and gently tapped the tip of his upturned nose.

"fool."

Her voice was very soft, like the wind blowing through flower petals, with a softness that she herself was not even aware of.

"Ms. Quan! What happened to the Admiral?"

Adjutant Lin's voice came from behind, filled with anxious concern.

He had just finished distributing herbs to the team members and now ran over full of energy, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead from excitement. Seeing Pei Jin fainted in Quan Jiuxi's arms, his face turned pale and he hurried forward to help, but his footsteps stopped half a meter away, his hands twisted together nervously.

This time he learned his lesson and didn't dare to question her like before. His tone was full of cautious worry.

Quan Jiuxi turned her head to look at him, her phoenix eyes still holding a gentleness that had not yet dissipated, but her tone had returned to her usual calmness: "The drug is too strong, he fainted. Help him to rest, he will be fine when he wakes up."

She carefully handed Pei Jin's body to Adjutant Lin. When she let go, her fingertips accidentally brushed against the man's collarbone, feeling the scorching temperature of the skin there.

"Okay, okay!" Adjutant Lin quickly took Pei Jin and carefully helped him up. His movements were clumsy but cautious.

He looked down at his boss who was powerless in his arms, then looked up at Quan Jiuxi, "Then we are ready to return home now. Miss Quan, do you want to go with us?"

"Yeah." Quan Jiuxi responded and turned to walk towards the silver-gray mecha parked not far away.

After taking two steps, she suddenly stopped and looked back at Adjutant Lin who was holding Pei Jin. Her tone was light but with unquestionable seriousness:

"By the way, the healing potion you just used, please test it carefully when you get back."

Adjutant Lin was stunned for a moment, then he remembered the light blue potion he had thrown away, and then thought of the magic grass that Quan Jiuxi had just taken out. His heart skipped a beat and he instantly understood something.

He immediately stood up straight, saluted Quan Jiuxi's back with a standard military salute, and said in a strong and resonant voice: "Yes! I promise to complete the mission!"

Only then did Quan Jiuxi turn around with satisfaction and walked into the mecha cockpit.

At the moment the cabin door closed, you could still see her black hair flying when she turned around, like a shooting star across the dark night.

Adjutant Lin looked at the closed hatch of the mecha, then looked down at the unconscious Pei Jin in his arms. Suddenly, he raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, a confused expression on his face.

"Strange..." he muttered to himself, "Why did I salute just now? It felt like I was reporting to the admiral..."

Adjutant Lin carefully helped the person walk towards the main ship of the Dawn Squad, but his mind was repeatedly pondering the throbbing sensation just now - the silhouette of Quan Jiuxi when she turned around, was obviously a slender girl's figure, but inexplicably revealed a majesty that made people want to salute, just like their Admiral Pei who had the final say.

In the distance, Quan Jiuxi's mecha slowly rose into the air, and the engine emitted a low hum.

Inside the cockpit, she watched the strategy progress slowly rising to 60% on the light screen, her fingertips tapping lightly on the joystick, a playful smile flashing in her amber pupils.

"A mortal body..." She murmured softly, "Then I'll go slowly."

The mecha turned into a stream of light, following the Dawn Squad's main ship and disappeared into the deep universe.

All that was left was a devastated planet and the lingering scent of roses in the air.

The metal walls inside the mecha still retained the scorching heat from the fierce battle just now. Lingsha flew lightly from Quan Jiuxi's shoulder, causing a burst of tiny energy ripples when he landed.

Her body spun and changed, and in the blink of an eye she transformed into a girl with three snow-white feathers slanting on her head. The ink-black skirt swept the ground, and her back was straight when she half-knelt, like a jade blade ready to strike.

"My Lord, the defenses of the Spiritual Heaven Realm have been properly deployed. The soul marks of those old guys are on their way back and will arrive within three days."

Lingsha's voice was as clear as an ice spring. He tapped his fingertips lightly on the storage ring, and a pitch-black tripod floated in his palm.

The tripod is only the size of a palm, but it seems to carry a tremendous force. The ancient patterns flowing on its surface undulate slightly like a living thing. Upon closer inspection, one can even make out the trajectory of the sun, moon, and stars.

"I have already retrieved the Qiankun Ding you requested from the bottom floor of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave."

Quan Jiuxi lowered his eyes and looked, without a trace of emotion in his phoenix eyes.

When she raised her hand, the Qiankun Ding, which had been silent for who knows how many epochs, seemed to be guided and landed steadily in her palm.

The slightly cool touch of the tripod spread from her fingertips to her limbs and bones. The engraved patterns seemed to sense it, and a fine golden light appeared in her palm, then disappeared in an instant.

She stroked the edge of the tripod with her fingertips and suddenly looked up at Xiaoyi who was floating in the air: "Soul fragments."

Xiaoyi's mechanical voice was clearly nervous: [Yes, sir.]

It immediately closed its "eyes" that were flashing with blue light, and countless light blue soul fragments emerged from the void like stars, each of which was emitting a warm halo. Upon closer inspection, one could vaguely see broken pictures - pictures of two people in various worlds in the same frame.

Quan Jiuxi tapped her fingertips lightly, and the fragments rubbed against her fingertips affectionately like birds returning to their nests, with a familiar warmth.

A faint curve appeared at the corner of her lips, and she carefully put all the fragments into the Qiankun Ding.

In an instant, a dazzling blue light burst out from the cauldron. The light penetrated the cauldron and illuminated the interior of the entire mecha like a glass world. Even the scratches on the metal wall were dyed with a holy color.

「My Lord, this, this is……」

Xiaoyi's voice was filled with shock. The fragments swirled and flew in the cauldron, and spontaneously began to piece together, faintly revealing the outline of a human figure.

Quan Jiuxi pursed his lips tightly and his jawline was straight.

She could feel the familiar breath coming from the cauldron. It was the warmth that she had to travel across three thousand worlds and endure countless hardships to find.

But the blue light flickered for a full half a minute, and apart from the faint resonance between the fragments, there was no other unusual movement.

The spliced ​​outline is like a candle in the wind, and it may collapse again at any time.

She suddenly closed her eyes, and her thick eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes, quietly covering the pain surging in her eyes.

At this moment, a sound as ethereal as the collision of jade suddenly rang out, so softly as if afraid of disturbing anyone:

"Ah Jiu."

Quan Jiuxi was shocked and opened his eyes suddenly.

In the halo of blue light, a slender figure was slowly condensing.

He was a man in a moon-white robe, his sleeves moving in the wind, with tiny silver lights flowing around the edges, as if the entire starry sky was draped over his body.

His face was beyond description. His eyebrows were like distant mountains covered in dark black, his nose was straight as if carved from jade, and his lips were a light pink, yet more charming than the most precious rouge in the world.

The most heart-wrenching thing was his eyes. His pupils were a very light glass color, as if filled with eternal frost and snow. But when he looked at her, a warmth that could melt everything emerged.

A faint white mist lingered around him. Although his figure was vague, he had a kind of holiness that made people dare not look directly at him.