Quick Transmigration: The Charming Beauty Who Was Short-Lived and Alluring

While Ban Jin was busy, Chu Yun was not idle either. She pulled out her whip and lashed it fiercely at the mountain peak in front of her. Rocks crumbled and fell to the ground. Then she messed up the nearby weeds. In a short while, the place looked as if it had been through a fierce battle.

Meanwhile, Banjin had already taken down the Xiaohan Flower and handed it to Chuyun.

The ice-blue flowers shimmered with a luminous glow and felt cool to the touch; they were truly magical.

"Jinjin is really great!" Chu Yun exclaimed.

Ban Jin laughed out loud, "No, no, my magic was taught by Yun Yun. Yun Yun is much more powerful!"

Chu Yun also smiled slightly.

"Yunyun, wait a moment." Banjin remembered another instruction from Chu Yun and hurriedly said, while his hands continued to form hand seals.

This time, the spell was applied to Chu Yun. As soon as Ban Jin put his hand down, many wounds appeared on Chu Yun's face and body, and blood even flowed out. Before long, a pool of blood appeared at Chu Yun's feet.

This trick is enough to fool everyone.

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Outside the dense forest, Mo Xing waited anxiously for a long time, but there was still no news from Chu Yun, nor did they return. His expressionless face grew even colder.

As the temperature gradually dropped, Mo Xing felt a chill rising within his body and had to take some pills to suppress the cold.

The bitter taste of medicine filled his mouth, but he didn't even blink, his gaze fixed on the woods.

After a while, a sound came from the dense forest, and a group of figures moved through the woods.

Mo Xing's eyes lit up as he searched for Chu Yun's figure, but even after everyone rushed out of the dense forest, the person he hoped to see still did not appear.

"Master Mo Xing, you didn't leave?" someone asked in surprise.

Mo Xing didn't answer the question. Instead, he looked at the person who had spoken first and asked urgently, "Where is Miss Wen? Why didn't she come out?"

Upon hearing this, everyone lowered their heads, and the air became eerily quiet.

"I'm asking you a question, where is she?" Mo Xing repeated.

The person being stared at felt a chill run down their spine, their voice trembling with guilt and fear, "Miss Wen is still over there in the woods. We found the Xiaohan Flower, but before we could pick it, we heard a bear roar. Miss Wen told us to come back first, and that she...she was alone..."

The man couldn't bear to say the rest.

Mo Xing felt dizzy and stumbled.

For a single Xiaohan Flower, for just this one flower, she was truly willing to risk her life!

Mo Xing couldn't describe the feeling in his heart; he was angry, anxious, and also felt a sour and swollen ache.

Before his mind could formulate a solution, his feet had already made their choice. He rushed into the woods without looking back, leaving no words behind.

Everyone couldn't help but call out to him.

"Master Mo Xing is in danger!"

"come back quickly!"

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The only answer they received was that solitary, desolate figure standing there.

Mo Xing walked through the forest and the river, and came to the foot of the mountain.

He had been here two years ago. It was like a maze, and the directions were hard to discern. It was impossible for him to find the mountain where he had once picked the Xiaohan Flower. He could only explore forward little by little.

Although crossing the dense forest and the great river was not difficult, it took a lot of time to travel back and forth. An hour had passed from when the group of people returned with the message to when Mo Xing arrived at this place.

The thought that Chu Yun would be all alone for the next hour, facing all the possible dangers, made Mo Xing increasingly anxious.

He walked and called out, "Wen Chuyun, where are you?"

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Mo Xing's throat became dry and sore from shouting for so long that he could barely make a sound in the end.

Even so, he still couldn't find Chu Yun, and Mo Xing couldn't help but despair, so he could only continue moving forward.

After another incense stick's time, Mo Xing suddenly saw a place with piles of rubble and crooked weeds. He was puzzled and walked towards that place.

The closer you get, the stronger the faint smell of blood in the air becomes.

Mo Xing quickened his pace and almost ran forward after spotting a corner of red cloth.

His intuition told him that Chu Yun was there.

Despite his intense desire to find Chu Yun, Mo Xing's heart stopped for a moment when Chu Yun actually appeared before him.

He really didn't want to believe that the person lying among a pile of rocks, barely breathing and reeking of blood, was Chu Yun.

But he knew perfectly well that this person was Chu Yun.

Mo Xing's legs were trembling as he struggled to walk to Chu Yun's side. He knelt down, brushed aside the black hair that was stuck to the woman's face, and gently called out, "Miss Wen."

No one answered him. Mo Xing scanned Chu Yun's entire body and found that her clothes were covered with tears, and she had injuries on her hands and legs. The only thing that was intact was the Xiaohan Flower in her hand that was flashing with blue light.

Mo Xing's eyes were a little red. He reached out to take the Xiaohan Flower off, but found that Chu Yun was holding it tightly and refused to let go. Even when she was unconscious, she was determined to protect this flower.

Mo Xing suddenly found the flower an eyesore, so he used force to pry open Chu Yun's hand little by little and took out the Xiaohan Flower.

He held the Xiaohan Flower in his hand, his face darkening. He almost snapped the flower in two, but a last shred of reason brought him back to his senses. With a cold expression, he carefully put the flower away and then picked up Chu Yun.

The person in his arms was so light, seemingly weightless, a discovery that made Mo Xing's heart tighten again.

The sun had already set, and the sky was dark and oppressive, making it hard to breathe. If it weren't for a sliver of moonlight illuminating the way, Mo Xing probably wouldn't even be able to tell which way to go.

A cold wind swept in, gradually dissipating the warmth from his body. The combined chill from the outside and the coldness within his body caused Mo Xing's lips to turn pale.

He glanced at the dark sky, then looked down at Chu Yun's pale face. He couldn't help but frown, stop, put Chu Yun on the ground, and took off his robe to cover her.

After doing all that, he picked up Chu Yun and walked slowly forward.

Although the air was bitterly cold, with Chu Yun by my side, the biting chill didn't seem so bad.

He was so cold that every muscle in his body ached, but his mind kept racing, with memories of his past encounters with Chu Yun constantly replaying in his mind.

Although brief, it was precious and rare.

He was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold on, so he spoke in a hoarse voice to keep himself from fainting and being swallowed by the boundless cold.

“Miss Wen, do you know? That night in the cave with you was the happiest time of my life. Finally, someone listened to my pain, and someone comforted me and told me that I wasn’t some cursed star. You have no idea how happy I was.”

"Miss Wen, I will definitely save you and make sure nothing happens to you, so please hold on a little longer."

“Miss Wen, you promised me that you would tell me your story after you took your revenge. I’ve been waiting for you. You must not break your promise.”

"Miss Wen, don't you find it too noisy?"

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