Tomb Raiders: She Comes from the Ancient Martial Arts World

During another camping break, after Su Nan finished distributing the last bit of food left in their packs, he had to get up and approach Wu Xie: "Master Guan, our supplies are being used up much faster than expected. We're out now. What do you suggest we do?"

As she spoke, her gaze drifted toward Ling Yue.

The meaning is obvious.

She wanted Ling Yue to distribute the supplies, but she was unwilling to do it herself and asked Wu Xie to do it instead.

Wu Xie understood, but pretended to be clueless: "We've run out of water, what do you suggest we do?"

Su Nan sneered, "Don't play dumb with me. If you go, we can all get along peacefully and move forward together. If you don't go, my people won't be able to keep things under control."

Not far away, Ling Yue overheard their conversation and knew that this was what was going on. She had never intended to hoard her already limited supplies and become a target for plunder by everyone who shared her hatred.

After walking in the desert for two days and one night, with few supplies and a large number of people at risk, it was impossible for them to last until the end.

Ling Yue tossed two bottles of water to Li Cu, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead: "Go, give one to the crew and one to Boss Ma."

Li Cu asked in surprise, "But Ling Yue, what do we do?"

Ling Yue squinted at Wu Xie not far away, "Don't worry, I can still drag you back even if there's no water."

The more Ling Yue followed Wu Xie, the more certain he became that it was all deliberately arranged by someone.

Even if some unexpected things happened along the way, Ling Yue didn't believe he wouldn't have a backup plan.

"Oh," Li Cu was not a selfish or ruthless person to begin with, so she obediently took the water and walked towards the film crew not far away.

Ling Yue picked up the last three bottles from his bag, put one in his pocket, walked over and tossed one to Wu Xie, and the remaining one to Su Nan.

Just by looking at her empty backpack lying on the ground, Su Nan knew without saying a word that this was her last remaining supplies.

When Li Cu returned, Ling Yue gave him the last bottle of water.

Li Cu unscrewed the lid and handed it back to her: "You drink it first, so you won't find my saliva disgusting."

Then I thought, if I waited for her to drink first and then drank, wouldn't that be an indirect kiss?

cough!

Li Cu lowered her head and ate the dry biscuit to hide her burning face.

Unfortunately, Ling Yue didn't give him a chance to imagine, "No need, you keep it."

"Huh?" Li Cu looked up at her disapprovingly: "I don't need you to sacrifice yourself to protect me!"

Ling Yue sighed, unable to help but utter the sentiment he had been wanting to express ever since he transmigrated to this world: "Sometimes I really feel that there is a huge gap between me and people like you, both in terms of behavior and thought."

When Wu Xie, who came to deliver water, heard this, he subconsciously sensed that something was wrong.

Ling Yue continued to explain, "I know a skill that can minimize my own energy expenditure, so I can go for days without eating or drinking."

Li Cu didn't quite believe it, still thinking that she was deliberately saying that to save the water for him.

At this moment, Wu Xie walked over and said, "I believe what she said because I have a friend who also has similar skills."

Li Cu and Ling Yue, who were sitting on the ground, looked up at him.

Wu Xie handed the remaining half-bottle of water to Ling Yue: "But it's best not to use this kind of skill if you don't have to. Like you said, it's not time for that yet."

Ling Yue looked at him for a moment, then reached out and took the bottle, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip.

Li Cu looked up at Wu Xie, then at Ling Yue, who was taking water from Wu Xie's hand instead of Li Cu's. His suspicious gaze fixed on Ling Yue: "Ling Yue, you don't want to share a bottle with me, you just want to share a bottle with Wu Xie, right? You know what indirect kissing is, right?"

Ling Yue was still wondering what indirect kissing meant when Wu Xie realized what it meant and her ears were already burning.

He was speechless with exasperation at this little brat: "Hey Li Cu, are you out of your mind? What kind of time is this to be thinking about these things!"

Besides, he shared that bottle of water with Wang Meng and Ma Rila. Because he intended to share it with Ling Yue, he used other containers to divide it, okay!

Li Cu grumbled, "What am I thinking? My thoughts are nothing compared to yours! Don't think I didn't notice your little tricks of always trying to chat up Ling Yue. You used to secretly watch my Ling Yue all the time."

Wu Xie was displeased: "What do you mean, 'your Ling Yue'? How did he become yours?"

Li Cu retorted, "She's my bodyguard!"

Wu Xie chuckled: "You know he's just a bodyguard, huh?"

Ling Yue: "..."

"So annoying!" Ling Yue raised his hand to stop him. "So what does 'indirect kiss' mean?"

Is this something very serious?

She knows about kissing, but can kissing be described as indirect?

Now she really wanted to use Li Cu's catchphrase to greet the world: Are all the people here sick?!

In the end, Ling Yue couldn't get a specific explanation about "indirect kissing" from Li Cu and Wu Xie. The two of them glanced at her, then tacitly looked away and went their separate ways.

Ling Yue didn't care about this at all; she had absolutely no interest in exploring or being curious about anything unfamiliar in this world.

All she could think about now was finding Gutongjing and determining if it contained any clues about the Yuezhi or the Empress.

The last three bottles of water distributed didn't last long; they were all used up by mid-afternoon.

This includes the last bit of water that Li Cu and Wu Xie left for Ling Yue.

When they lit a campfire to rest in the evening, Su Nan snatched away the half-bottle of liquor that Ma Rila treasured, and each of them got a small bottle cap.

Wu Xie gave his little bit to Li Cu, who looked at him with complicated eyes. Wu Xie teased him, asking if he had Stockholm syndrome.

Li Cu was a little confused: "What Mo?"

Wang Meng kindly explained, "It's because the hostage fell in love with the kidnapper."

Ling Yue, who was listening in: "..."

There's something seriously wrong with people in this world!

Li Cu was also very angry. In a fit of pique, she drank the wine that belonged to Wu Xie in one gulp. When she turned her head, she saw Ling Yue pinching Wu Xie's cheek and pouring her share directly into his mouth.

Li Cu stared in disbelief, holding the bottle cap. After a moment, while Wu Xie was still staring blankly at Ling Yue, he roared, "Wu Xie, you're despicable!"

He threw down the bottle cap and pounced on Wuxie, pinning him to the ground.

When Wang Meng saw that her boss was about to be beaten, she couldn't stand for that!

Wang Meng quickly crawled over and tackled Li Cu to the ground, but Li Cu clung to Wu Xie and wouldn't let go no matter what, so Wang Meng tried her best to pull Li Cu away.

The three of them ended up tangled together.

Ling Yue silently moved a little distance away, looked at the campfire, and sighed.

She no longer wanted to find out what Li Cu was thinking, why he cursed Wu Xie, and even started a fight.

No need.

Really.

Shortly after.

With a black eye, Li Cu moved closer to Ling Yue, hugging her knees and asking pitifully, "Ling Yue, why did you give him the drink just now?"

Ling Yue looked up at the sky.

I don't want to say anything.

Li Cu kept staring at her.

Ling Yue had no choice but to say, "I don't drink."

Li Cu frowned: "But now there's no water. That's the last thing we can drink."

Ling Yue shook his head: "If there's no other way, I'll choose to drink blood, but I'll never drink alcohol."

Li Cu immediately thought of many things, guessing whether she was allergic to alcohol or whether her kung fu training prevented her from drinking.

Finally, things quieted down, and Ling Yue looked around.

On the film set, Fu Mei and the others were crying because they missed home, while Zeng Ye still had the leisure to read a book, and Director Wang was comforting the three girls.

Ma Rila was singing for the wine he had lost, while Wu Xie stood not far away, staring ahead, seemingly looking at something.

Just as Ling Yue was about to get up, an arm suddenly reached out in front of him.

Looking down the arm, one sees Li Cu with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression: "Ling Yue, if you want to drink blood, drink mine! I'm young, full of energy, and recover quickly!"

Unlike some middle-aged man, whose blood is definitely not as sweet and delicious as his!

Ling Yue tilted her head and stared intently at him.

The flickering firelight made the emerald gold in her eyes shine even brighter.

Li Cu felt that her eyes were eerily beautiful, as if they contained some kind of magic, making people unable to resist being drawn into them when they were focused on by those eyes, unable to extricate themselves.

And now, those eyes are fixed intently on him, slowly drawing closer...

Ling Yue gripped his wrist with one hand, his upper body slowly leaning closer, his face, which was still stunning every time he looked at him, pressing down on him.

The distance between them was so close that Li Cu had the illusion that their breaths were mingling and they were so intimate that they were indistinguishable from one another. He felt a tickle in his throat and his chest was pounding so hard that his head was spinning.

She reached out and slowly climbed up his neck from his shoulder.

So, was she going to cling to his neck and kiss him?

Will his first kiss finally be a farewell to him on such an ambiguous and romantic night?

thump—

Seeing that the little brat was willing to give her his blood to quench her thirst, Ling Yue gently knocked him unconscious and even caught him with her hand as he fell.

Ling Yue withdrew his hand, stood up and turned around, only to meet Wu Xie's gaze, which had not yet been withdrawn.

Their eyes met, and Wu Xie's gaze flickered nervously for a moment before returning to Ling Yue with a teasing smile.

Ling Yue rolled his eyes at him.

Ling Yue was becoming increasingly adept at making this kind of improper expression.