Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

"Such pure water element burst out before death. Junior sister doesn't have dual spiritual roots of water and wood. Instead, she was born with the purest single spiritual root of water."

"Single water spiritual root... Such pure spiritual power is excellent..."

This sentence was just the right one, because everyone present knew what he was going to say next.

She has a single water spiritual root and her spiritual power is so pure that she has an excellent physique for a furnace. Such a little beauty would be hidden away in the Three Realms.

Unfortunately......

At this time, a group of disciples wearing the same light blue sect uniforms gathered in the open space in the forest. They formed a circle, and all their eyes were focused on the center of the circle.

In the center of the room, lying on the ground was a girl wearing the same attire as the other girl, but her clothes were already tattered and could not be covered. The blood was dripping from the torn parts of her body, her wounds were horrible, and her dishevelled hair revealed a faint glimpse of her stunningly dressed face.

Covered in blood, the girl lying on the bed looked even paler.

At this moment, without getting close, all the cultivators present could feel that the person on the ground had lost all breath.

A circle spread out from the center of which was a young girl. The ground was in ruins as if it had been burned by a karmic fire. Not a blade of grass grew, and only carbon ash remained.

"Get out of the way!" A cold female voice came from the outside, carrying a fierce pressure.

"Senior Sister Su is here, please make way." Everyone immediately made way for her.

A woman with her three thousand strands of black hair wrapped around her head with just a wooden hairpin appeared in everyone's sight. It was obviously the same sect costume, but it looked very cool on this woman.

"What's going on?" The woman's voice was just like her temperament, cold and sassy.

A disciple immediately responded: "Sister, we found our little sister, but she's dead."

Su Xianyun narrowed her eyes slightly, walked closer to the girl lying on the ground, put her arm around her waist and held her in her arms. She put her hand on the tip of her nose and probed for a moment, frowned, and then let go.

"Senior Sister..." Someone wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Su Xianyun: "Shut up!"

Su Xianyun helped the person in her arms sit up straight, made a hand gesture, and set up a barrier, trapping the two of them inside and blocking them from everyone else's sight.

Then he circulated his spiritual power and pressed his palms on the back of the tattered girl. A steady stream of spiritual power flowed out of her body and entered the bloody girl's body. Within two seconds, the spiritual power dissipated.

It can't be saved at all.

After losing an incense stick of spiritual power, the fatigue between Su Xianyun's brows became more and more obvious, and her tightly pursed lips lost their color.

【Host......】

Hua Xia's soul slowly merged into this body, accompanied by a feeling of exhaustion of spiritual energy, burning dantian, and running out of oil.

Intense pain cannot describe the feeling of spiritual power being exhausted.

My whole body felt like it was on fire, and the occasional hint of coolness quickly disappeared.

"......Idiot!" Very good, the system never lets her down. Every time she comes, there are always bigger surprises waiting for her.

Hua Xia gritted her teeth and opened her eyes, trying hard to breathe in the air, and felt the coolness of the water droplets in her body coming from behind her.

She moved, and Su Xianyun behind her immediately noticed: "Lin Xiner?"

Who is Lin Xiner?

250 immediately said: [Original owner. ]

Hua Xia was weakly supported by Su Xianyun's shoulders. She glanced feebly at the woman who was obviously treating the original owner, slowly raised her hand, and when she spoke, her voice sounded like it had been pierced by a chainsaw: "I, watch you, kill the heroine."

250: [...That's right.]

But...is now the time to say this?

He reminded: [Host, this is the heroine of this world, and also the senior sister of the original owner, you can just call her senior sister! ]

Su Xianyun didn't understand, but the person in front of her was already in a dying state. She couldn't save her at all now. She could only ask the ancestor for help, maybe she could get help.

Su Xianyun took out a registration pill from the storage ring, stuffed it into Hua Xia's mouth and said forcefully, "Eat it."

Hua Xia blinked her lips and continued in an unpleasant voice: "Some tears."

The heroine of the world had a cold face, as if she had some deep hatred towards the original owner: "Now is not the time for you to be squeamish."

Hua Xia: “…” This heroine seems to have a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

In fact, this top-grade life-saving pill is useless because it has no effect at all after taking it.

Su Xianyun took out a new set of sect uniforms from her storage ring, looked up at the various bloody wounds on Hua Xia's body, put the clothes back, and changed into a silk skirt made of mermaid silk.

"Wear this and go back to apply medicine."

This is not a good place to apply medicine now.

Su Xianyun waited for Hua Xia to cover herself, and was about to remove the barrier when she was stopped by a torn hand: "No, Junior Sister, wait a moment."

"...You never call me Junior Sister."

Hua Xia: “…” What is that called?

250: [Senior Sister! ]

Hua Xia coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the latter's attention was instantly diverted.

"What is it? I'll tell you later."

Hua Xia shook her head: "Senior Sister, we can't wait any longer."

Su Xianyun glanced at herself, her whole body covered in blood, and her gaze finally fell on the bloody hand that was holding her sleeve: "What's the matter?"

"Sister..."

"Ah."

"Is there a mirror?"

"..."

250 hit the wall: [......]

Su Xianyun was a little bit unbelievable and repeated: "Mirror?"

"right......."

Hua Xia weakly took the mirror from Su Xianyun and began to look at the half-bloodstained face in the mirror. With her other hand, she tried hard but carefully to wipe the blood off her face, then tidied up some burnt hair on the ground, and finally let the blood hang from the corner of her mouth.

After doing this, she returned the mirror to the hostess of the world: "Sister, open it."

Su Xianyun looked at Hua Xia with profound eyes, then raised her hand to open the barrier.

250: [Host, your character has collapsed. ]

Hua Xia propped herself up on the ground with her hands, looking like a sickly beauty: "When have I ever maintained my original character?"

250: […That’s right.]

"Junior sister is still alive!" Everyone wanted to gather together immediately, but Su Xianyun raised her hand to stop them. She stood still and commanded: "Get ready nearby. We will rest here tonight."

Everyone immediately scattered and took action.

Only three or two people remained there. One of them asked, "Sister, how is Junior Sister? Is it serious? And the matter of her single water spiritual root..."

Before he could finish his words, he stopped himself when he saw Su Xianyun's sharp warning look.

"This is none of your business."

Someone whispered: "Little Junior Sister is from our Four Peaks..."