Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

At this critical moment, Xu Xingchen's eyes were fixed on Mu Wanqing, who was pale and already in a coma. Her face had lost its former rosy and vitality and looked extremely fragile.

She looked like a flower that was about to wither, but what was even more worrying was that her belly was slightly bulging, which looked particularly prominent. This was an obvious sign of excessive water accumulation in the body.

Xu Xingchen's heart tightened and he immediately realized the seriousness of the problem. Mu Wanqing was most likely suffering from water poisoning due to choking on too much river water. Without the slightest hesitation, Xu Xingchen quickly and gently laid Mu Wanqing's body flat.

Let the unconscious Mu Wanqing lie more comfortably to reduce any movement that might increase her burden. Then, Xu Xingchen carefully reached out his hand and gently pressed on her slightly bulging abdomen.

Starting to implement drainage measures, Xu Xingchen's movements were cautious and firm. He strived to make every squeeze precise and effective, hoping to help the unconscious Mu Wanqing drain the excess water from her body as soon as possible and relieve the pressure on her body.

After some effort, water finally flowed out of Mu Wanqing's mouth slowly. However, her condition did not improve significantly. Her face was still as pale as paper, her eyes were closed, and there was no sign of consciousness.

This made Xu Xingchen's heart rise to his throat for a moment, and a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart. He knew the urgency of time and that he must take further measures immediately to save Mu Wanqing's life.

So, Xu Xingchen leaned down without hesitation and got close to Mu Wanqing's chest. There used to be the beating source of vitality, but now it was unusually calm, which made Xu Xingchen feel nervous.

He pressed his ear against the softness, trying to catch even the faintest sound of breathing, but the only response he got was dead silence. There was a suffocating heaviness in the air around him, which almost made his heart stop beating.

However, on the brink of despair, Xu Xingchen did not choose to give up. He knew very well that every second that passed could mean the loss of life, so he quickly adjusted his mentality.

Burying fear and anxiety deep in his heart and replacing them with an indomitable strength, Xu Xingchen took a deep breath, and that breath seemed to be drawn from the depths of his heart, carrying endless courage and determination.

Next, Xu Xingchen began to perform artificial respiration on Mu Wanqing. This was a process that required great patience and skill. He was well aware of the importance of artificial respiration as an emergency rescue measure.

Xu Xingchen carefully lifted Mu Wanqing's delicate but now extremely fragile chin to ensure that her airway was unobstructed, which was a prerequisite for effective artificial respiration.

Then, he took a deep breath, calmed himself, and focused all his attention on the action he was about to perform, and then he exhaled deeply and slowly, slowly pouring himself into her cold and pale lips.

It was a kiss, a kiss that transcended worldly emotions and was given purely for the purpose of saving lives. This kiss contained endless love and hope, it penetrated the boundary between life and death, and conveyed the warmth and strength of life.

When Xu Xingchen and Mu Wanqing's lips gently touched, Xu Xingchen couldn't help but feel an indescribable softness, because Mu Wanqing's lips were of moderate thickness and delicate to the touch, which made his heart flutter.

However, this sudden feeling was quickly suppressed by Xu Xingchen who reacted quickly.

"Bah, beast! It's already this hour, and you're still thinking about this. This is absolutely ridiculous!"

Deep in his heart, Xu Xingchen severely condemned himself, as if he wanted to use this self-blame to awaken all his reason and concentration. He shook his head violently, as if he wanted to get rid of all distracting thoughts.

His eyes suddenly became firm and clear, and he refocused on the crisis that needed to be resolved urgently.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Xingchen tried hard to calm his heartbeat. Every breath seemed to be gathering strength for the next action. He knew very well that every second was crucial at this moment and no mistakes could be made.

So, Xu Xingchen adjusted his mentality again, forced away the impure thoughts in his mind, and after immediately adjusting his state, he continued to concentrate on performing artificial respiration.

He approached Mu Wanqing cautiously, gently lifting her jaw with both hands to ensure her airway was unobstructed.

When performing artificial respiration, Xu Xingchen paid special attention to controlling the rhythm and strength of his breathing, not daring to breathe too quickly so as not to cause unnecessary pressure to Mu Wanqing who was in a coma.

He didn't dare to be too gentle so as to avoid achieving the desired effect. Every movement he made seemed so cautious and focused, as if he was waging a silent battle, racing against time and fighting against death.

As time passed, sweat gradually soaked Xu Xingchen's clothes, but he was unaware of it. There was only one thought echoing in his mind, and that was to save Mu Wanqing's life at all costs.

Finally, after Xu Xingchen's unremitting efforts, a miracle happened. Mu Wanqing's breathing began to gradually become steady and regular, and her originally pale face slowly regained some color.

At this moment, Xu Xingchen's heart was filled with indescribable joy and excitement. He knew that his persistence and hard work were not in vain. He finally succeeded in helping Mu Wanqing survive this life-and-death situation.

The sun has slowly sunk into the distant hills, and its afterglow leaves a brilliant orange-red in the sky, which then gradually fades away. The colors of the sky seem to be gently splashed by an invisible painter.

It gradually transitions from the azure to the gentle violet, and then slowly deepens to the deep and mysterious night blue. Stars begin to twinkle in the night sky, heralding the arrival of nightfall.

As the night deepens, darkness descends quietly like a veil, lightly covering the earth and covering everything with a coat of tranquility. The breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness, as if reminding people that the chill of the night has arrived.

At this moment, Xu Xingchen knew that Mu Wanqing's physical condition was as delicate and fragile as a newly blossomed flower. She had just escaped from the shackles of drowning. He looked up at the vast night sky.

All I saw were twinkling stars, like sparkling diamonds inlaid on black satin, so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

However, within this tranquility and beauty, there are hidden changes that cannot be ignored. As the night deepens, the temperature around begins to drop quietly, bringing a hint of imperceptible coolness.

He had to make sure that Mu Wanqing would not be disturbed by the cold of the night. After all, her body had just recovered from a difficult drowning. Although initial results had been achieved, she still needed to be extra careful to avoid any unnecessary harm or impact.

So, Xu Xingchen slowly bent down, raised his left hand gently, his fingertips trembling slightly, but with incredible precision, he moved between Mu Wanqing's slender, smoothly curved legs.

Xu Xingchen's series of actions were as gentle as a spring breeze, fearing that even the slightest bit of strength would break the tranquility and disturb the beauty sleeping in the night.

After making sure that he could give Mu Wanqing the most solid support, Xu Xingchen took a deep breath, and the rise and fall of his chest revealed an indescribable determination and courage. He adjusted his posture and held the unconscious Mu Wanqing horizontally in a nearly perfect princess hug.

At this moment, their bodies were tightly pressed together. Mu Wanqing's delicate body was light and soft, like the gentlest clouds in the night sky, or the first blooming petals in the morning light, leaning against Xu Xingchen's broad chest like a boneless creature.

Despite being so fragile, Xu Xingchen's eyes were extremely firm, without the slightest wavering. He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes like torches, penetrating the deep and unfathomable valley ahead.

In that valley deeply dyed by the night, the night was so thick that it seemed like the darkest ink of nature pouring down, enveloping everything in a deep darkness.

Above the sky, the twinkling lights are like tiny diamonds inlaid on the dark blue silk. They flicker, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, as if they are the most distant lighthouses in the depths of the universe, quietly guiding the direction of those souls lost in the darkness.