The Bad Girl's Quick Transmigration System: Traveling Back and Forth

Just as the enemy general's precious sword was about to chop off Lin Qingxue's beautiful head, a longsword pierced his throat. The sword was then snatched from his grasp, and the general collapsed, clutching his throat in despair. I had arrived and slashed the general's throat with a single blow. Then, wielding my precious sword and this precious sword, I swiftly dispatched a dozen enemy generals with ease, slicing through them like vegetables and melons. My archers behind them were also mowed down one by one by my Left Divine Martial Army archers. Seeing Lin Qingxue, pinned to the tree and bleeding profusely, I felt incredibly distressed. I immediately used my precious sword to slash away several of the arrowheads that had been lodged in the tree. It took considerable effort to sever all the arrowheads that had pierced Lin Qingxue's body and stabbed into the tree. Finally, I freed her from the tree. Meanwhile, I applied some healing medicine to her to stop the bleeding and stabilize the bleeding.

During this period, I was careful not to let Lin Qingxue suffer any secondary harm. Lin Qingxue looked at me with gratitude, and a smile of surviving a disaster appeared on her face. Her blue lips moved, and she wanted to speak but no sound came out. Instead, she coughed up blood. I hurriedly supported her and signaled her to rest first and not to rush to speak.

Lin Qingxue's once beautiful face now looked incredibly pale, as if all the vitality had been drained away. Her eyes revealed a deep sense of gratitude, like a clear spring, still gleaming beneath the mask of exhaustion and pain.

The corners of her mouth seemed to be gently lifted by an invisible hand, rising in an extremely subtle arc, as if she were struggling to force out the smile of someone who had survived a catastrophe. However, this smile was like a flower about to wither, so weak and fragile that it seemed as if it would dissipate into the air at any moment.

The blue lip gloss on her once vibrant lips now seemed to be mercilessly covered by the harshest winter snow, emitting a cold sheen. The lip gloss trembled slightly, like a soul trapped in an ice cellar, desperately struggling, longing to break free and tell the stories buried deep within its heart. However, it could not utter a single sound, and could only silently endure this silence and helplessness.

Suddenly, without warning, as if struck by fate, she violently spat out a mouthful of crimson blood. The vibrant, juicy blood, like a gorgeous flower suddenly blossoming on a cold winter night, emanated from her once pale, blue lips, as if condensing all the world's splendor within them. Her entire body, as if battered by a violent storm, trembled violently, the intensity of the trembling threatening to scare anyone, as if she would collapse like fragile porcelain at any moment, unable to rise again.

Seeing this, I suddenly felt a surge of unease and anxiety. Almost subconsciously, I quickly reached out and held her steady. As my palms touched her body, a strange feeling washed over me. Her body was so light, as if a gentle breeze could easily blow her away without a trace, drifting off into the unknown distance.

Her eyes gradually grew hazy, as if covered by a thin layer of mist, losing their former brightness and focus. I sensed something was wrong with her and quickly gestured for her to stop and rest. She was told not to speak any more, lest she aggravate her injuries. She seemed to understand, nodding slightly, her movements feeble and frail. Then, she slowly closed her once vibrant eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering gently like butterfly wings, as if expressing endless sorrow and exhaustion. Her breathing became shallow and rapid, each breath a struggle, like a desperate battle against the relentless death, a desperate attempt to claw her way back from the brink of death.

I quickly fed him a homemade resurrection potion (the kind made by the system according to the prescription, unlimited version, can be used as long as the person is still alive. Author's note),

The magical effect of this pill is amazing. It is like a gem with mysterious magic, containing endless vitality and healing power.

After swallowing the pill, the young general Lin Qingxue underwent a miraculous change. Her pale face gradually regained its color, her weak breathing became stronger and stronger, the wounds on her body healed quickly, and her broken bones reconnected. Even her power improved, and soon she broke through.

Not long ago, there was another, even more shocking story. The heroic young general, Liu Mei, was lured into a muddy creek by rebels during a fierce battle. She was pierced by thousands of arrows, and finally struck in the throat by a single fatal feathered arrow. She died, completely reduced to a corpse. Fortunately, she received the help of a high-level resurrection potion gifted by the system.

The moment the pill entered Liu Mei's mouth, a powerful energy instantly surged through her body. Her heartbeat began to beat again, and her once lifeless face gradually glowed with radiance. Her wounds healed at an astonishing rate, and her shattered bones instantly returned to their original state.

Liu Mei's miraculous return to life is truly astonishing. In that brutal battle, she was pierced by thousands of arrows and on the verge of death. However, her fate took a turn when a resurrection potion appeared.

When the pill entered Liu Mei's mouth, powerful energy surged through her body like a surging wave. Her breathing became heavy again, as if a sleeping giant had been awakened. Her face, once pale as paper, gradually took on a rosy color, radiating with life.

The wound healed at a visible speed, as if time had flown backwards, the broken bones quickly pieced together and restored to their original state. Liu Mei's body seemed to be infused with endless strength, and her eyes gleamed with determination and courage.

She slowly opened her eyes, a gaze that seemed to transcend the boundary between life and death, gleaming with determination and courage. She regained her spirits and continued to fight, fighting for justice and her beliefs. With a determination for life and a belief in justice, she stood up again, her posture as straight as a pine tree, as if she had never experienced the threat of death.

Liu Mei's resurrection was more than a miracle; it was a perfect example of life's tenacity. Through her own experience, she taught us that no matter how desperate the situation, as long as we hold onto hope, we can achieve miracles. And the resurrection potion has become a lasting light of hope in people's hearts, illuminating their path forward.

The miraculous effects of these two pills not only saved Lin Qingxue and Liu Mei's lives, but also demonstrated the tenacity and miracles of life. They became a symbol of hope in people's hearts, making people believe that miracles will always happen when facing desperate situations.