Tomb Raiders: She Comes from the Ancient Martial Arts World

Ling Yue didn't even look up, showing no awareness that there was anything inappropriate about what he was doing.

This is probably because a large part of her knowledge and beliefs were formed in the suicide squad.

What is a suicide squad? They have no relatives, no friends, no loyalty, only a life-or-death struggle.

It's like raising venomous insects; no one cares where these ants come from, nor which ant survives to the end.

All they need to know is that this ant will be used to their advantage.

Ling Yue had also pondered where she came from and where she would die.

Ultimately, she didn't want to die in that blood-soaked valley, so she killed many people who wanted to kill her.

Those who went in at the same time died and were replaced, and then died again...

Even though Ling Yue's life changed dramatically later on, in her mind, there was still only willingness and willingness, and whether it was worth it or not.

Anyone can become close to a commoner, even a peddler, if they are willing.

If it's worthwhile, what's wrong with humbling yourself to the dust?

Wu Xie is now her ally, her friend, and an important helper in her search for her way home.

It's just a bruise on my ankle, nothing to worry about.

However, seeing that Wu Xie seemed to pay attention to the difference between men and women when facing her (although this was really strange for the demon concubine Daji who used mind-control techniques everywhere, I respected her even though I didn't understand it), Ling Yue still explained, "I will use my internal energy to massage you, and your injury will heal faster."

Now that my foot injury has healed, if I encounter any unexpected situations later, I can at least run faster even if I can't win a fight.

Ling Yue wasn't just talking.

Wu Xie, who was currently unable to move, only felt a slightly hot, numb, and itchy kneading sensation on his ankle. After a few minutes, when Ling Yue let go, his previously painful and heavy ankle felt surprisingly relaxed.

After Ling Yue released his pressure points, Wu Xie looked down and rotated his ankle a few times, discovering that apart from a few red and purple marks on his face, he was completely unharmed.

"Internal energy is so amazing." Wu Xie murmured, his curiosity and desire to explore, which had been dormant for many years, suddenly resurfaced. "Is this an ability unique to your family? Like the internal energy techniques in martial arts novels that allow you to fly over rooftops and injure people from a distance with palm strikes and sword energy?"

Hearing his description, Ling Yue couldn't help but chuckle, and her proud and aloof face became more carefree and lively: "Half and half, I guess. You can fly over rooftops and walk on walls, but you can't ride the wind and clouds. Without a foothold, no matter how deep your internal strength is, you can't fly."

"As for the palm wind and sword energy, it belongs to the external release of true qi. This is something that can only be achieved when the internal force is converted into true qi after the technique is practiced to its extreme. However, I have never seen it and do not know if it really exists."

Wu Xie seemed to be deep in thought: "When we encountered the sandstorm before, the time you were blocking the sand out, was it..."

Ling Yue stood up, and without Wu Xie saying anything, he took off his coat, nudged him to move aside, and sat on the bed himself: "That's using internal force to forcibly repel external objects. It can only repel light objects, such as snowflakes, rainwater, and sand. If a sword or knife comes at you, then there's nothing you can do." If you're going to get cut or stabbed, you'll have to obediently endure it.

Wu Xie moved a little further away with her help, and when he turned around and saw her lift up the hem of her t-shirt to reveal a slender waist, he belatedly realized what was happening and immediately jumped up from the bed.

The cot wasn't very big or sturdy. Although Wu Xie wasn't fat, and his build could even be described as having broad shoulders, a slim waist, and long legs, he was still a tall man of over 1.8 meters.

As he swayed, the bed creaked and shook along with him.

Ling Yue was startled by his sudden movement. She looked up and stared at him with wide eyes, as if asking: What are you doing?

Wu Xie then realized that he had overreacted.

He touched his ear, which had just cooled down a couple of minutes ago but was now burning hot again. Wu Xie turned around and bent down to rummage through the medicine box, muttering to himself, "Why didn't you say anything before lifting your clothes? I'm a man in my prime, you know."

Why does it seem like they don't treat him like a man at all?

Upon hearing this, Ling Yue tilted his head and looked up at his face.

Even the dim light couldn't hide the flush on Wu Xie's face. Ling Yue chuckled and turned to lie on the bed, letting him apply medicine to his lower back: "I didn't realize you were so full of youthful vigor, but you are indeed a man, and quite a handsome one at that."

If he were a little paler and thinner, he would resemble the weak official described in operas.

Having been subtly teased, Wu Xie was at a loss for words.

Seeing her completely relaxed, sprawled on the bed like a lazy, noble cat, Wu Xie tightened his grip on the medicine bottle. His gaze fell on her waist, and all his romantic fantasies vanished.

Her entire waist, from her hips to her ribs, was bruised from the roots of the Hydra cypress, turning a deep reddish-purple, like a corset draped over her already slender waist.

In addition, there are many wounds that have been pierced by roots and are still bleeding.

Wu Xie could even imagine how those roots had burrowed into her flesh.

He suddenly regretted acting in this scene; he could have gotten his hands on the Heavenly Heart Stone Powder beforehand…

This is an emotion I've never felt even when I'm gambling with my own life.

Wu Xie took a deep breath, trying to shake off these useless emotions. She then used tweezers to pick up a wad of medical cotton, sat sideways on the edge of the bed, and carefully disinfected and applied the medicine to her.

After the injury to his lower back was treated, Ling Yue was helped to sit up, and Wu Xie squatted on the ground to carefully apply the medicine.

The front was better, probably because the tree roots were pulling her down on her lower back, so there were only some bruises there.

Finally, bandage her up with a bandage.

Ling Yue looked down at the bow tied on his waist and suddenly praised him, "Wu Xie, I didn't expect you to be so skillful." Maybe you have a talent for embroidery and needlework.

Ling Yue didn't say the last sentence.

I'll keep it to myself and enjoy it all by myself.

Wu Xie had no idea that she could still make such inappropriate comments in her mind.

After all, Ling Yue's overly exquisite and beautiful appearance, her aloof and indifferent aura, and her proud and upright posture make the words "noble and aloof" seem tailor-made for her when you don't know her well.

He seemed quite aloof and arrogant.

Even after we got to know each other better, she smiled a little more and would occasionally make a few jokes to express her closeness. Her cool temperament, aloof aura, and the confidence and ease she exuded in her walk and sit still made her seem very reliable.

Even someone like Wu Xie could feel a strange sense of security from her, just like Xiao Ge. As long as he knew she was there, he could confidently entrust his back to her.

The innocent Wu Xie could faint without fear during all sorts of dangerous moments, because he believed that Xiao Ge would definitely come to save him.

Those who are loved take it for granted, but now, looking back, it feels like a lifetime ago, and they can't quite describe the feeling.

Now, feeling that sense of security again from another person, Wu Xie, who is tense and exhausted from the progress of the plan, also wants to lean on her and rest and relax for a while.

However, these were just fleeting thoughts, and Wu Xie knew he couldn't really let himself indulge in them.

Wu Xie quickly stood up, regained his spirits, and casually said with a smile, "Likewise," took off his coat and handed it to Ling Yue, then took a flashlight and went outside to check.

Now is not the time to relax.

Wang Meng, who came down with them, was still nowhere to be found, and it was unclear whether Li Cu had safely encountered Hei Xiazi.

Did the Wang family members outside also come in? And how did the people inside the Nine Gates react...?