Female lead: No, it's me again??

Chapter 8 The Impolite Guy

When he said it was a transaction, the man was absolutely clear about it.

In the blink of an eye, Xue Ning was already in his hands. Feng Siyue hadn't even come to her senses yet, and could only feel the sudden gentleness of his arm as he watched the other person transform into a streak of red light and shoot straight into the sky!

Xuan Li tried to grab it, but his outstretched hand missed!

She stomped her foot in frustration, then turned to Feng Siyue with a look of exasperation, saying, "Feng Siyue, I told you to make a contract, but you wouldn't. What if they're bad people?"

"But, senior is on the verge of death. As a mere alchemist who has only been practicing for two days, I have no way of saving a senior whose soul is severely injured."

Feng Siyue argued softly.

Xuan Li poked Feng Siyue's forehead with his index finger in annoyance, "Have you ever thought about what if the other party is a bad person? Wouldn't Xue Feng be going from one wolf's den to another tiger's lair?"

Feng Siyue, still stubbornly arguing with her head tilted back, said, "What if the other party kills me to silence me after we make a contract? Not only will Senior Xuefeng not be able to escape, but we will also be implicated."

That would be a complete loss!

"Besides, I don't think he looks like a bad person."

Although he looked dangerous and exuded a strong aura of killing intent, Feng Siyue felt that he would not harm Senior Xuefeng.

Xuan Li was speechless. "What, you can tell whether he's a bad guy or not just by looking at him?"

"Feng Siyue, do you have sharp eyes?"

"I've never seen anyone as stupid as you!"

She's so angry!

Feng Siyue's lips moved, but she dared not speak again.

Was her worry really unnecessary?

Isn't she too cowardly?

But what use is being strong and confident in the face of absolute power?

As she was thinking this, she suddenly felt her collar being yanked back, and Xuan Li's impatient voice rang out, "What are you looking at? Are you going to leave and wait for him to come back and kill you to silence you?"

Feng Siyue was pulled a few steps, and then she suddenly spoke up, "Miss Xuan, I would like to erect a monument for them."

We couldn't protect them while they were alive, but we must erect a tombstone for them after they die to prove their presence in the world.

This is the only thing she can do right now.

"what ever!"

"I'm not going to help anyway!"

Feng Siyue nodded.

"it is good."

She did it herself.

Feng Siyue spent an afternoon erecting tombstones and burying the deceased villagers of Fengning Village.

Looking at the rows of earthen graves before her, her heart suddenly ached.

They were warm-hearted and simple, yet they suffered such a devastating disaster for no reason. If she had been stronger, would they have been able to survive?

Senior Xuefeng won't be taken away and her safety will be unknown?

she does not know.

But she understood that only by becoming strong could she have the opportunity to change things if she encountered similar situations in the future.

Feng Siyue turned around and left with Xuan Li.

When passing through a small town, Feng Siyue hired a horse-drawn carriage and finally arrived in Mo City before dark.

The city is as black as its name suggests, its exterior resembling ink.

This was true not only outside the city but also inside.

The weather in Xuejing Prefecture is extremely cold. In order to absorb heat and ensure that the people and cultivators in the city can keep warm, the clever city lord of Mo City came up with such a method.

They spent a lot of money to buy heat-absorbing graphite stones and pasted them all over the outside of the house, so that the heat stored during the day could guarantee a heat source all night.

This approach allowed the city's residents to live peacefully year after year.

Feng Siyue spent ten low-level spirit stones to book a room and led Xuan Li upstairs.

"Finally, I can sleep in my bed!"

These past two days, she's been sleeping in the carriage all the time; she's practically stinking!

Xuan Li ordered several buckets of hot water and went to take a refreshing bath.

Tangyuan lay on the table licking its own fur.

After taking a shower, Xuan Li didn't say a word, climbed into bed, covered himself with the blanket, and went to sleep, leaving Feng Siyue alone by the window, unable to sleep all night.

A cold breeze seeped in through the slightly open window, making Feng Siyue's mind even clearer.

She didn't know if what she did today was right or wrong, but at that moment she didn't regret it.

Rather than forming a contract with someone who has nothing, it would be better to find a powerful person to heal her wounds.

Because she firmly believes that in the present world of Fantasy Universe, no matter who she meets, they will treat her as a treasure.

That's a mythical beast!

An extremely rare and precious divine beast, one that everyone would love to contract.

If Xuan Li knew what she was thinking right now, he would probably say she was naive.

Feng Siyue crossed her legs and began to meditate and cultivate.

The next morning, Xuan Li was groggily awakened by a fragrant aroma.

"What delicious food is there?"

Feng Siyue set out the bowls and chopsticks. "Would you like to try the Soft and Spirited Jade Rabbit Soup recommended by the restaurant?"

"it is good."

Feng Siyue walked behind the screen with her eyes half-closed, changed her clothes and washed up in one go.

Then I sat down at the table and ate my breakfast with a soup spoon.

Feng Siyue looked at her hair, which was loose behind her head, and asked, "Why didn't you comb your hair?"

A bite of rabbit meat is tender, smooth, and fragrant, with a subtle rice aroma that blends perfectly with the meat, creating a warm and satisfying experience.

Xuan Li took another sip and said matter-of-factly, "I don't know how. Apart from that simple updo I did a couple of days ago, I don't know how to do anything else."

In the past, it was always Xuanzu who styled her hair; she had never done it herself.

Feng Siyue thought about it and realized it made sense. This young lady was pampered growing up, and her hands were fair and delicate. How could she possibly know such a delicate skill as styling hair?

She walked behind Xuan Li and tentatively began to speak.

"Shall I give you a ponytail?"

"Okay."

Xuan Li is someone who doesn't know how to style her hair, so she won't refuse if someone else can make it look good.

The unpleasant, opaque tension between the two seemed to vanish into thin air.

Xuan Li lowered his head and took a few more sips.

Behind him, Feng Siyue's voice rang out.

"All right."

Xuan Li was somewhat surprised, "All done?"

So fast?

It seems like Feng Siyue didn't even do much.

Xuan Li got up, ran to the bronze mirror, and the next second, her face showed surprise.

"That's great!"

The girl in the bronze mirror had fair and rosy skin; she was already stunningly beautiful without any makeup.

She took a strand of her long black hair from each side, braided it, and secured it at the back of her head, while the rest of her hair hung down naturally.

The wisps of hair that fell loosely on either side of her forehead curled slightly in front of her ears, giving her a more gentle and graceful appearance.

The girl was still dressed in red, but now she wore embroidered patterns of deer playing in the forest.

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