The night was dark, and Jiao Li had been standing here for several hours.
Looking at her sleeping side face, Jiao Li closed his eyes.
Forget it, let her live a few more days.
But Jiao Li didn't know that this girl sleeping soundly under the rock would actually become the most precious person in his life in the days to come.
…
"Are you awake?" Yan Xin'er woke up from her sleep and quickly got up, but because she moved too much, she hit her head with a bang, just like Jiao Li just now.
Seeing Yan Xin'er deflated, Jiao Li sneered, with a hint of schadenfreude.
"What do you mean? I kindly brought you here to take shelter from the rain. It's okay if you don't say thank you when you wake up. You still laugh when you bump into me." If I had known this, I would have just left him to fend for himself.
"It is also your blessing to make me smile knowingly." Jiao Li was bearing the weight of the rock with one hand and stroking the hair hanging on his shoulder with the other hand, looking evil and arrogant.
Yan Xin'er rolled her eyes at him. Now that her hands and feet are weak, how can she still have the strength to challenge him?
After getting out of the rock, she just stood firm when she heard a loud bang behind her. She was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground. She turned around cautiously and found that where her front feet had come out, her back feet had collapsed.
Jiao Li clapped his hands as if nothing happened.
Yan Xin'er couldn't calm down for a long time.
By the time she returned to normal thinking, Jiao Li had already limped away.
"Oh... don't leave me, wait." He chased after her without any explanation.
…
As night falls, the dark night sky is as dark as if it has absorbed ink. Fortunately, there is a bonfire in front of us, which is very warm.
Jiao Li sat cross-legged in front of the bonfire and practiced Qigong to heal his injuries.
The old servant's martial arts became more and more abnormal, and he almost broke his meridians.
Yan Xin'er pursed her lips and stared at Jiao Li. Under the firelight, his eyes were tightly closed, and his unsmiling look revealed a coldness that could repel people thousands of miles away.
Suddenly I thought of the scene where I had a drink with him before, and I couldn't help but blush.
Jiao Li opened his eyes: "What are you looking at?"
Yan Xin'er waved her hands quickly: "No...no."
Jiao Li stopped asking and took a few breaths. He felt that his chest was no longer so tight and he began to think about how to heal the injury on his leg.
After all, you have to use this body, so how can you not cherish it?
"Tomorrow during the day, you go look for herbs, you know?"
"I don't understand."
Jiao Li said word by word: "I will teach you."
"Oh." Just teach me, why are you so cruel?
"What else do you have to say?" Jiao Li asked quietly and angrily.
"No." She shook her head first, then suddenly nodded: "Yes."
"explain."
"I don't know your name yet." It didn't matter before, but now everyone should be considered acquainted. It seems a bit rude not to know your name.
"Is it important to know the name?" Jiao Li seemed careless, but only he knew that he was the first person to ask this question.
Trapped in the body of 'Xuanyuan Mu', he has no identity, no past, and no future. His name is actually redundant to him.
In this world, no one knows his existence except Gu Donglai and his master.
The moonlight struggled to emerge from the thick clouds, and Jiao Li looked at her with a little amused look.
Yan Xin'er felt a little guilty when he saw her, and quickly argued: "Of course, you can't just say 'hey, who is that' as soon as we meet?" The night was deep, and Jiao Li had been standing here for several hours.
Looking at her sleeping side face, Jiao Li closed his eyes.
Forget it, let her live a few more days.
But Jiao Li didn't know that this girl sleeping soundly under the rock would actually become the most precious person in his life in the days to come.
…
"Are you awake?" Yan Xin'er woke up from her sleep and quickly got up, but because she moved too much, she hit her head with a bang, just like Jiao Li just now.
Seeing Yan Xin'er deflated, Jiao Li sneered, with a hint of schadenfreude.
"What do you mean? I kindly brought you here to take shelter from the rain. It's okay if you don't say thank you when you wake up. You still laugh when you bump into me." If I had known this, I would have just left him to fend for himself.
"It is also your blessing to make me smile knowingly." Jiao Li was bearing the weight of the rock with one hand and stroking the hair hanging on his shoulder with the other hand, looking evil and arrogant.
Yan Xin'er rolled her eyes at him. Now that her hands and feet are weak, how can she still have the strength to challenge him?
After getting out of the rock, she just stood firm when she heard a loud bang behind her. She was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground. She turned around cautiously and found that where her front feet had come out, her back feet had collapsed.
Jiao Li clapped his hands as if nothing happened.
Yan Xin'er couldn't calm down for a long time.
By the time she returned to normal thinking, Jiao Li had already limped away.
"Oh... don't leave me, wait." He chased after her without any explanation.
…
As night falls, the dark night sky is as dark as if it has absorbed ink. Fortunately, there is a bonfire in front of us, which is very warm.
Jiao Li sat cross-legged in front of the bonfire and practiced Qigong to heal his injuries.
The old servant's martial arts became more and more abnormal, and he almost broke his meridians.
Yan Xin'er pursed her lips and stared at Jiao Li. Under the firelight, his eyes were tightly closed, and his unsmiling look revealed a coldness that could repel people thousands of miles away.
Suddenly I thought of the scene where I had a drink with him before, and I couldn't help but blush.
Jiao Li opened his eyes: "What are you looking at?"
Yan Xin'er waved her hands quickly: "No...no."
Jiao Li stopped asking and took a few breaths. He felt that his chest was no longer so tight and he began to think about how to heal the injury on his leg.
After all, you have to use this body, so how can you not cherish it?
"Tomorrow during the day, you go look for herbs, you know?"
"I don't understand."
Jiao Li said word by word: "I will teach you."
"Oh." Just teach me, why are you so cruel?
"What else do you have to say?" Jiao Li asked quietly and angrily.
"No." She shook her head first, then suddenly nodded: "Yes."
"explain."
"I don't know your name yet." It didn't matter before, but now everyone should be considered acquainted. It seems a bit rude not to know your name.
"Is it important to know the name?" Jiao Li seemed careless, but only he knew that he was the first person to ask this question.
Trapped in the body of 'Xuanyuan Mu', he has no identity, no past, and no future. His name is actually redundant to him.
In this world, no one knows his existence except Gu Donglai and his master.
The moonlight struggled to emerge from the thick clouds, and Jiao Li looked at her with a little amused look.
Yan Xin'er felt a little guilty when he saw her, and quickly argued: "Of course, you can't just say 'Hey, who is that' when we meet?"
