Fast Travel: Male God, please don't pet me

Chapter 172 Blackened Monk vs Beautiful Flower God 11
The figure like a weak willow supporting the wind makes people feel pity.

Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, there was no trace of blood on her face, her tender eyes were tightly closed, and her pure white dress was stained with scarlet.

She was lying there, and she breathed a long and long breath, which made people feel sorry but at the same time couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Master Yin, you are the god of flowers, it's easy to deal with an old man, why don't you resist?" Cutie asked strangely.

"Isn't there still a side mission? If I don't get hurt a little, how can the old man Xuanhai show his fox's tail? Only if Wuduzi is a little disappointed in Buddhism, it will be easier to complete the side mission in the future."

"But even if you weren't injured, wouldn't the fact that the old man wanted to kill you not exist?"

"You won't understand. If I hadn't been injured, the old man would definitely expose this matter. Even if he said he was going to kill me, no one would believe me, even if I was an idiot, seeing that I was safe and sound. But it didn’t work out in the end.”

Cutie: Lord Yin is not only ruthless to others, but also ruthless to himself. To resist such an impact forcefully, it is due to his divine body, otherwise he would have been blasted to nothing.

Where the little cutie didn't see, Li Qi smiled wickedly, she was not an idiot, how could she really not resist, and stood where she was being beaten.

As early as the moment Xuan Hai attacked, she mobilized her divine power to protect her body.

Therefore, although the surface looks blood-stained, there is nothing wrong with it inside.

However, Xuan Hai might not feel well now.

She pierced her body with a thin needle made of qi, and she would definitely not get better if she peeled off a layer of skin without pain.

Even if Xuan Hai knew the murderer, it would be useless, after all, in his heart, she was already a dead person.

Fortunately, the little cutie didn't know about all this, otherwise she would definitely yell shamelessly.

Which host is not aboveboard, and only its own, likes to play tricks secretly.

Wuyu still looks for people every day during the day, and waits by the stream at night.

He did not believe that she would die so easily.

To be able to condense such a paper crane, Jin'er's status must be extraordinary, and she will be fine.

Wuyu kept comforting himself.

He twitched the corner of his mouth bitterly. He called her an idiot, and he really was an idiot, otherwise why did he only see his feelings clearly so late.

If he had told her earlier that he liked her, would it have been different?

Endless annoyance and self-blame would overwhelm him.

Wuyu felt that he would not be able to hold on anymore, every day without her was very difficult.

"Idiot," the moment the familiar voice sounded, he stood there stiffly, his blood was frozen, and he didn't even dare to look back.

I'm afraid that everything is his illusion again.

"Idiot," Li Qi called out again, Wu Yucai turned around mechanically, and when he saw that it was really her, he couldn't help it anymore, strode forward and hugged her tightly in his arms.

He didn't want to try again, this feeling of losing her scared him more than anything.

"Idiot, I'm back," she said softly in his arms.

Thinking of something, Wuyu suddenly let go of her, and then pulled her to check: "Jin'er, is there any injury?"

He didn't forget what the master said, the master must have shot Jin'er.

"No, I'm fine," she shook her head and looked at him longingly. She hadn't seen him for many days.

Wuyu's eyes suddenly became hostile, her hands and arms were covered with bruises and bruises, even if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he could guess how badly she was hurt.

(End of this chapter)