Wanwan is not Wanwan: Who will spoil you after you are reborn?

Ling Shuang and Shen Wanwan rode on a horse together, galloping for three days, and finally arrived near the farm at nightfall on the third day.

After days of running around, they only took short breaks to drink water and eat during the day, and stayed in an inn to rest at night.

If it weren't for the horse's endurance, they would never have stopped to rest. Shen Wanwan's internal organs were almost dislocated from being shaken on the horse's back. If she didn't go to the farm, she would find it difficult to stand, let alone lie down.

Not only was Shen Wanwan exhausted, but Ling Shuang was also very tired. She had to concentrate on riding her horse and also had to take care of Miss Pei at all times to prevent her from rolling off the horse without knowing it.

The longer the time went on, the more she suspected that the news Feiying received was false. How could Miss Pei show such superb martial arts skills?

Could it be that Mr. Xie’s cousin is fake?

Fortunately, both the man and the horse were able to perform well, and nothing went wrong on the way, so they arrived at the village safely.

Feiyue did not ride her horse directly into the farm. She stopped the horse two miles away from the farm, picked up the exhausted Shen Wanwan with one hand, and jumped off the horse.

After landing, Feiyue let go of her hand, and Shen Wanwan fell to the ground, her little face as ugly as a frost-bitten eggplant.

The journey was so rough that she almost vomited bile and her whole body felt like it was falling apart.

Feiyue ignored her and tied the horse reins to a nearby tree with a frown. After that, he frowned again and picked up Shen Wanwan from the ground and flew quickly towards the manor.

There were ten thousand sheep running around in Shen Wanwan's heart.

We are all human beings, so why are there such big differences?

But despite all the complaints, Shen Wanwan was deeply impressed by Ling Shuang's strength. She had traveled such a long distance, yet acted as if nothing had happened.

So arrogant!

The manor was very big. Ling Shuang carried Shen Wanwan into the manor like a chicken and searched for the courtyard where Xie Leqing was in the night.

"Which direction should I go?"

Shen Wanwan blinked and confidently pointed out the situation, "Go straight ahead, turn left at the third row of houses. Yes, keep going forward, and then turn right at the end..."

Shen Wanwan was really tired and just wanted to get to Xie Leqing's dormitory as soon as possible.

Fortunately, with the cover of night, a lot of trouble can be avoided.

When Pei Wanwan jumped into the river to "seek death", she left a blood letter. Now that she has been brought back, anyone who sees her would be scared to death.

The people in the village are timid, and we must not scare them to death, otherwise no one will be able to rest well.

The closer Shen Wanwan got to Xie Leqing's house, the more doubts she had in her heart. This atmosphere was not right!

But she didn't care about that. Saving people was the most important thing. "Ling Shuang, you stay outside. I'll go in and see my mother."

She thought for a moment and then said, "No matter who comes, remember not to let anyone into the house. You should be able to do that, right?"

Shen Wanwan heard Feiyue mention that Ling Shuang's martial arts ranked third among their secret guards, so stopping one or two ordinary people was no problem at all.

She didn't know what Xie Leqing's condition was for the time being. The room was pitch black now, so she would have to light a lamp to treat her, but doing so might attract the attention of the people in the village.

We can't get her into the space either, because the risk of her secret of possessing the treasure being exposed is too great.

The best solution is for Ling Shuang to stand outside the door and not let anyone get close.

Ling Shuang nodded, and her figure flashed and she hid somewhere unknown.

Shen Wanwan pushed the door open confidently and walked into the room. She glanced around, quickly closed the door, locked it, and walked aside to light the candle on the candlestick.

Xie Leqing lay quietly on the bed, his face pale and lifeless.

Shen Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly stepped forward, took her hand, and took her pulse. After a moment, she withdrew her hand, and she had an idea in her mind. With a thought, a white porcelain bowl filled with half a bowl of water appeared in her hand.

The water in the bowl is not ordinary water, but the colorful spiritual spring water in the space, which is used to save lives.

After seeing new buds growing on the dead tree, she was convinced that the reason the herbs in the spatial medicine field grew so well was entirely due to the colorful spiritual spring water.

It is not an exaggeration to call it the magic water. If you use it to water plants, as long as they have roots, the dead ones can be revived, the living ones will grow a hundred times better, and the years of good growth will be doubled. Therefore, in the medicine fields, there are many medicines that are thousands or even tens of thousands of years old. It is really scary.

The fact that Pei Wanwan's heart injury healed so quickly was also thanks to the colorful spiritual spring water, and of course the efficacy of those medicines was also indispensable.

After feeding him half a bowl of water, Xie Leqing was still motionless, but the deathly aura on his body had dissipated a lot.