Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 271 Pretending to Sleep and Really Sleeping

Soon, knowing that Hun Ruoruo's treatment could not be disturbed by the outside world, Yao Lao chose to enter the ring and began to recuperate his own soul.

Although he had the support of the soul power restored by the Seven Illusions Green Spirit Saliva in the previous battle, he still suffered extremely serious injuries, and recovery was not easy.

And when Yao Lao chose to leave, as expected, Xiao Yan and Hun Ruoruo were the only ones left in the narrow hut.

Warming up the meridians is actually a process of activating one's own fighting spirit, which continuously circulates in the opponent's body, and gradually clearing and straightening the meridians through the gentle fighting spirit.

According to common sense, this is not a difficult task. Even without the healing and auxiliary effects of water, a wood-attributed Dou Qi cultivator can do it easily.

However, the situation inside Xiao Yan's body had become so bad that it was unimaginable.

Broken flesh that was on the verge of breaking apart, meridians twisted into countless knots like a pretzel, and Dou Crystal that had burst and completely dissolved into the body.
It can be said that if there is no cultivator with pure water or pure wood Dou Qi to heal him, even Yao Lao will not be able to repair Xiao Yan's body in this situation.

After all, considering Xiao Yan's current condition, even if he chose the mildest elixir, it would be of no help at all. The blocked meridians made it impossible for him to absorb all the medicinal power into his body, let alone refine and absorb it.

Because of this, the only one who could help Xiao Yan was Hun Ruoruo herself.

Although this guy might have some bad intentions towards him, since this matter concerns his cultivation and even his life, Hun Ruoruo naturally couldn't really just leave him here and ignore him. After thinking about it, he had no choice but to accept it.

No matter what, he resisted the soul explosion for his own sake.
It is not appropriate to watch someone die without helping.

With an irritable sigh, Hun Ruoruo gritted her teeth and immediately lifted up Xiao Yan's shirt, revealing his muscular body.

"?!"

The boy's body suddenly trembled violently, and the muscles on his face became stiff, as if cold sweat was dripping down. Hun Ruoruo was so frightened that she quickly retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted.

"It hurts so much?"

Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly. Hun Ruoruo had never expected Xiao Yan to have such a big reaction. As thoughts flashed through her mind, the movements of her hands became a little gentler.

In fact, before this, Xiao Yan's body would often spasm unconsciously due to pain.

But according to common sense, the other party has undergone several treatments, and his injuries have at least been alleviated. Why is the reaction getting worse?
"Is it too harsh?"

After thinking about it, Hun Ruoruo finally muttered to herself.

In fact, it was no wonder that she couldn't see through Xiao Yan's disguise. Ever since she learned that her soul might have been eroded by the wanton devouring, she had developed an inexplicable resistance to using her soul power.

It’s more like fear of the unknown than resistance.

After all, no matter how firm her determination is or how strong her desire to become stronger is, when she really has to pay the price for taking shortcuts, she will inevitably feel panic.

As long as one is human, he or she will eventually have the emotion of fear.

Hun Ruoruo was even glad that she was still fearful and timid like a normal person, instead of being as crazy as the guardian Wu after his mind collapsed.

not to mention.
The girl's pretty face felt slightly hot, and her tender little white hands hesitated in the air for a long time. Finally, she closed her eyes and slowly stroked Xiao Yan's chest and lower abdomen, starting to guide the Dou Qi in her body into his body.

"Humph"

A slight groan was heard. Feeling the girl's soft and boneless touch, Xiao Yan's breathing became heavier. He almost forced himself to suppress his heart that was about to jump out of his chest.

Is she touching me?

The so-called healing requires skin-to-skin contact?!
At this moment, Xiao Yan was surrounded by an endless supply of pure water Dou Qi, but he felt unusually hot all over, and his mouth was dry as if he was a desert ascetic who had not had water for a long time.

Xiao Yan knew the process of warming up the meridians very well, because he had warmed up the meridians for others before.

First, press it against the back, then channel the fighting spirit into it, and finally let it flow through the veins. Everything goes according to plan and in an orderly manner. There is no need to take off clothes at all!
If skin contact was really necessary, then I, who had taken care of the frail Xun'er when she was young and tested the Dou Qi in my body, would not only not be appreciated by the other party, but I would probably be treated as a hooligan on the spot and beaten to pieces by the Dou Huang strongman who had followed Ruoruo.
"Female gangster"

While feeling dizzy, a word that Xiao Yan had never dared to think of before flashed through his mind, and he immediately extinguished it with lightning speed.

He was sure that given Ruoruo's current condition, even if he had the courage to say it out loud, he probably wouldn't live to see the other party's shy reaction, and would probably be chopped into pieces by the water blade on the spot.

Feeling the smooth touch on his lower abdomen, Xiao Yan secretly groaned inwardly, but he didn't dare to make the slightest sound. You know, the reason he pretended to be asleep was just because he was afraid that Ruoruo would hide from him. How could he have imagined that something like this would happen?

Helplessly, he had to swallow the bitter fruit of being in a difficult position.
Although the two of them had thought about it in many ways, in the final analysis, healing was not a pleasant thing. It could even be said to be extremely risky and did not allow for any distraction.

After injecting the pure water Dou Qi into Xiao Yan's body, Hun Ruoruo instantly suppressed the distracting thoughts in her mind and began to guide the Dou Qi to travel within Xiao Yan's blocked meridians, and then gathered at the intersection where the strands were twisted into knots and stopped.

"Sure enough, this guy's body's blocked acupoints and meridians can't bear any Dou Qi at all. I can only temporarily channel it into Dantian and chest cavity."

The palms of her hands pressing on Xiao Yan's chest and lower abdomen exerted a little force, and Hun Ruoruo's mind moved, and she whispered:
"Just bear with it."

The next moment, the fighting spirit was like the backflow of sea water, flowing madly through the veins, and then converging towards the chest and dantian.

An unimaginable pain rushed straight to Xiao Yan's crown. He trembled all over, sweating profusely, and almost broke his teeth. The suffocating feeling of the reverse flow of Dou Qi made him so uncomfortable that he almost coughed up blood.

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Xiao Yan resisted the urge to growl, but at this moment he did not dare to move at all, for fear of disturbing the other party's highly concentrated mind because of his own behavior.

Xiao Yan had never used Dou Qi to open the acupoints in his limbs and bones before, so they had no ability to accommodate Dou Qi. Coupled with the blockage in his meridians, if this continued, both his body and cultivation would be destroyed.

However, Hun Ruoruo's approach was quite clever. Through the temporary pain, she successfully channeled the little Dou Qi remaining in her body into her chest cavity and Dantian, which could accommodate the largest amount of Dou Qi. Naturally, this solved the problem once and for all.

One breath, two breaths
An unknown amount of time passed as each second seemed like an eternity. Until the light in the room became dim, the Dou Qi in countless tiny acupoints was finally gathered in the chest and dantian, and blocked by pure water Dou Qi.

After letting out a long sigh of relief, Hun Ruoruo pointed with her fingers, and a cool and refreshing feeling instantly spread throughout Xiao Yan's entire body, soothing the body that had been spasming due to the severe pain.

"Given the severity of his injuries, he should be able to recover in less than two weeks, but I still need to constantly sort out his meridians."

Hun Ruoruo wiped the beads of sweat from her delicate head, her eyes showing a hint of fatigue as she said distressedly:
"If he wakes up, how can I help him heal? The veins are twisted like knots, not allowing for even the slightest error. They have to be close to the skin. Why do I always encounter plots like those from storybooks?"

Hun Ruoruo had seen many similar plots before. Characters like her, who were called "witch women", always seemed to be captured by righteous young men through some coincidental means.

For example, because of being too reckless, she was caught and spanked, and then she fell in love with the other person like a ghost, and would not marry anyone else; or because of some unavoidable reasons, the young man healed her wounds, and she fell in love at first sight and secretly decided to spend her life together.
This is too vulgar!

Thinking of this, Hun Ruoruo's body trembled, and she subconsciously turned her gaze to Xiao Yan, who was frowning.

This guy
As for spanking, he once had a legitimate opportunity, but he forced himself to suppress the impulse that would corrode his soul even at the cost of receiving two slaps.

When it comes to healing through physical contact, the situation is completely reversed. It is the person who heals the other person instead of him taking advantage of the opportunity.

Hun Ruoruo had to admit that Xiao Yan seemed to have never done anything that made her truly resist or hate him, not even by force.

Looking at Xiao Yan who seemed to be in a deep sleep, Hun Ruoruo wiped the cold sweat from the boy's forehead, then helped him put his clothes on again, and silently cast her gaze at the dim light outside the window.

As long as I don't like him, what does it matter if he likes me? It won't hurt. Will he force himself? He is not that kind of person.

So, I am still using Xiao Yan, right?
Even if she was accused of playing with human nature, it didn't matter, because she was just that bad, and she had never denied it from the beginning, and even regarded it as praise, openly calling herself a "bad person."
As if she felt that the setting sun hanging slantingly in the sky outside the window was a little dazzling, Hun Ruoruo turned her head, moved the chair forward, and lay down on the edge of the bed.

Darkness gradually replaced the afterglow of dusk, and the shadow cast behind the wall gradually wrapped around the girl's body, and finally turned into a small shadow, covering her cheek.

The Soul Palace branch had just been wiped out, and Yao Lao had given her a solution to the erosion of her soul. She had also taken the opportunity to half-jokingly acknowledge a master, and even started to worry about being liked by others, her mind full of random thoughts.
It was a rare experience to feel cared for, and she wanted to completely sever this relationship, but she didn't have the decisive courage.

"Life here is indeed completely different from that in Soul Realm." Hun Ruoruo thought.

Without the care of elders, the concern of peers, or hope, without the sun's warm rays, even a good night's sleep required finding a dark, unattended corner. Lying quietly in the dilapidated cabin, he constantly devised plans to escape the Soul Society, terrified by the prospect of a future with no end in sight.
Those days seemed to be far away from her.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Yan opened his eyes, then quietly sat up, casting his gaze towards Ruoruo beside him, moving slowly and not wanting to make any sound.

The hair fell down, covering half of the girl's delicate face. Her eyelids were lightly closed, her thick eyelashes fluttered, and her pink lips opened and closed in a naive manner, and bursts of even and soothing breathing sounds could be heard.

She fell asleep.

　I'll update more often, so the other chapter will be a little later. I'm still revising the outline of the next major plot, and what everyone wants to see will be presented soon.

　　P.S.: Mentally, Xiao Yan has always been the active party. This time, he took advantage of the perfect opportunity to let Ruoruo respond.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)