Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 158 Female Cultivator of Hehuan Sect (64)

"Are you squatting here waiting for me?"

Ruan Ruan looked at the pieces of grass in front of him that he had pulled out out of boredom. He still held a few green grass between his long white fingers and asked hesitantly.

Jiang Wu once again plucked the tip of the grass, and the clean and clear young man's voice contained a trace of grievance.

"Sister is only focused on staying with him and doesn't remember me. If I hadn't been waiting for you here, would you have thought of going with me? You would definitely have left me behind again."

She didn't know how to reply, and there was a hint of guilt on her face.

Although they had only known each other for a few days, he was so proactive that they inevitably distanced themselves somewhat.

She did ignore him these days.

"Sorry, I……"

Jiang Wu intercepted her words, "Why do you apologize? I don't mean to blame you, I just want you to think of me more."

He looked at her seriously with his clear eyes, which were clean and free of impurities, "I want to see you often. Sister, I like to meet you."

The fingers intertwined with hers pinched the back of her hand with a bit of force. Hearing Jiang Wu's words that seemed to be a confession, Gong Qi's eyes darkened, but he only focused on Ruan Ruan.

His clean eyes fell on her, as if he couldn't bear to leave, with a little love and appreciation in his eyes.

Today she is wearing a light pink gauze skirt, which makes her skin even more delicate. The layered skirt is decorated with a few vivid flowers. Her eyes are bright and her teeth are bright, her lips are not dotted but red, and her three thousand blue hair is only covered by a hairband. Tie up.

The fair skin contains blood and does not look pale.

Gong Qi pulled her back and half-blocked her in front of her. The pale gray color entered his eyes, and the interest in his eyes quickly faded, even becoming a bit melancholy.

I really want to snatch the person away, but she looks so fragile. What if she accidentally kills the person?
He puffed up one cheek in depression, kicked the weeds on the roadside with his toes, and followed them towards the Taolin.

After walking for a while and entering the center of the peach forest, petals were falling from the branches. He suddenly grabbed her sleeves and stepped forward, walking to the other side of her to be next to her.

"Sister, wait--"

He turned slightly sideways and lowered his head to look at her. A sharp sword shadow split the light and shadow, and the white sword light with a frosty aura slashed towards his right arm in an instant.

Jiang Wu was unprepared and let go of his hand. The sound of ripping silk was heard, and the sword energy cut open the hem of his azure sleeves, leaving a long scratch.

The frosty coldness of the sword energy swept across Ruan Ruan's hand in an instant, and the familiar coldness spread. For that moment, Ruan Ruan was startled.

Her whole body froze in an instant, and a piece of white clothes appeared in front of her eyes, embroidered with silver patterns. Her right hand that was tightly clasped with her was a little weak, and the force that was squeezing her finger bones out of control seemed to be imperceptible.

She slowly raised her head, her brain seemed to be buzzing, her eyes even seemed blank for a moment, and her body was shaking uncontrollably.

She forgot to breathe, her throat was extremely sore, and she saw a familiar young man in front of her.

He was dressed in white, with picturesque eyebrows, and his eyes seemed to be condensed with thousands of years of frost. His whole body had an ethereal aura, shrouded in a layer of chill.There was a plump lip on her upper lip, slightly red, and she still remembered the way she nibbled on it gently.

She turned slightly sideways and looked at the young man with the same appearance beside her. Their fingers were still tightly intertwined. The distance was still so close, but a huge chasm lay between them.

Ruan Ruan's voice trembled uncontrollably, "Is that you?"

　I just finished writing it and almost missed it

　　
　
(End of this chapter)