After knocking down five beastly men, the vicious female escaped

Chapter 35 The Weird Musil

Because the orcs' injuries had not yet healed, the return journey was slowed down by two times. When they arrived at the tribe, it was already pitch dark.

The exhausted orcs said goodbye in a hurry and returned to their respective caves to rest, while Belin took Bai Qiao and his party to find the high priest who was acting as the leader.

After treating the injuries of seven orcs in just one day and spending another half day in a bumpy ride, Wen Shu's eyelids were drooping when she returned to the cave. She ordered Nan and Wu Xuan to go back to the secondary cave to rest, and then she fell on the bed and wanted to have a good sleep.

But she was still concerned about Musil's injury, so she could only hold herself together and put the unconscious little black snake on her wrist onto the carpet.

Even though its body was reduced to only half the length of an arm, the scars on the little black snake were still clearly visible.

Most of the scales on the snake's belly were corroded, with dark yellow pus oozing from the edges, and a large piece of charred skin in the middle that was deeply sunken into the flesh.

Wen Shu frowned. She had thought it was just an ordinary corrosive liquid, but she hadn't expected the toxin to be so strong. If she delayed it any further, she might not be able to cure it with her current abilities.

But she had indeed consumed too much energy today, and due to the limitation of her mental strength, she could hardly mobilize her supernatural powers...

She looked at the little black snake deeply, gritted her teeth, and decided to force it to move. Musir was implicated by her, and she couldn't just watch him die.

The moment the thin white light enveloped the little black snake, a familiar pain spread to her brain, and soon she felt dizzy. She didn't know when she fell into a coma, she only remembered the painful gasps in her ears and the dense, piercing pain in her head.

When she woke up hazily from hunger, it was already bright outside the cave.

The second time she was woken up by hunger, Wen Shu pursed her lips helplessly, propped herself up and got out of bed, but found that her steps had become especially light, and the birdsong in the distance was clearer than before!

She activated her special ability with surprise, and the light in her palm was indeed much brighter than yesterday, and her mental strength also showed signs of a breakthrough.

She was relieved of her depression and happily wanted to go to the kitchen to find some food. As soon as she turned around, she met the eyes of Musier, who had changed into a black robe.

Meeting her smiling eyes, the male holding the stone bowl paused.

A hint of unnaturalness flashed across his handsome and indifferent face. He drooped his eyelashes slightly to avoid her. He took three or two steps to sit down at the stone table and said in a cold tone, "Come and eat here. I have something to tell you."

Although she didn't know what he was going to say, Wen Shu saw the food in his hand at a glance. Without thinking much, she sat down on the other side of the stone table and stared at the fresh barbecue in the bowl.

Seeing her like this, Musier looked indifferent, pushed the stone bowl expressionlessly, and urged in a low voice, "Eat."

Hearing him say that, Wen Shu pulled the bowl in front of her without hesitation, and wolfed down a skewer of meat in two bites.

Musier frowned slightly, raised his eyelids and looked at her. For once, he no longer felt disgusted, but rather had mixed feelings.

The female ate quickly but cleanly. The lines of her lips, stained with oil, were plump and neat. Her pale and thin cheeks bulged as she chewed, and her eyes glowed green with hunger.

This was the face he saw when he woke up last night. Her eyes were tightly closed and her lips were pale. She lay dying beside him. If it weren't for the eyelashes that were trembling slightly as they swept across her face, he would have almost thought she was dead.

How much did she love him, to the point of putting herself into this state just to save him...

A strange feeling rose in Musier's heart. This feeling had never disappeared since last night, and it was even more wrong to meet her now that she had woken up.

He inexplicably wanted to hide, but couldn't help but worry, probably because he felt too guilty.

When the female had almost finished eating and began to chew slowly, Musil's thin lips moved, "You don't have to sacrifice so much for me, I won't accept you."

He suddenly said this, Wen Shu's eyebrows jumped and she almost bit her tongue.

Huh? Why are you suddenly saying this?
Seeing her guilty reaction, Musier thought he had hit the nail on the head. A strange tingling sensation rose in his heart. He pursed his lips and said, "I see you get along well with those two males. Don't ignore the person in front of you for my sake, and don't hurt someone's feelings by mistake, or you'll regret it later."

His voice was cold and deep, and it was rare for him to say so much in one breath. Wen Shu's mind was stuck, and it took her a while to understand. Was he afraid that she still liked him and refused to terminate the contract?

Wen Shu's mouth was full of meat. She chewed it anxiously and swallowed it into her stomach while holding the male's big, bony hand that was resting on the table.

Suddenly, he felt a warmth on the back of his hand. Musier's heartbeat slowed down and he stared blankly at the serious-looking female. All his attention was focused on the slippery touch. He felt a tingling sensation crawling up his arm along his hand and spreading to his entire back in an instant.

Before Wen Shu could finish examining the injury, he suddenly pulled his hand back. His heart was inexplicably flustered, but his face became increasingly cold. He asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing!"

Seeing his big reaction, Wen Shu was also shocked. She stood up with lingering fear, fearing that he would suddenly get angry and start shouting and killing again.

"Don't worry, I'm just checking your injuries. I promise you'll be well within half a month. When that happens, I'll absolutely abide by our agreement and let you go without any further entanglement!"

Wen Shu raised three fingers, then thought about how the orcs wouldn't understand this either, so she smiled and retracted them. "Besides, I still have the Beast God Contract, don't I?"

Seeing her serious expression, Musier remembered the Beast God Contract.

But the strange thing was that he should have felt relieved that he would soon be able to get rid of the female, but he felt an inexplicable irritation in his chest.

He didn't think much about it, he just felt that it was the female's offense that made him angry.

Glancing coldly at Wen Shu's face, he picked up the remaining skewers of barbecue and left with a grim expression, "I didn't eat it either."

Wen Shu was confused by his childish behavior and sat back on the stone bench, thinking about doing something herself later. However, Musier turned back and walked slowly to Wen Shu.

He looked down at her, put the skewers in his hand back into the bowl, and warned her with a serious look in his deep eyes, "If you want to live in peace, don't reveal your ability to purify toxins."

Unless she was foolishly vain and ambitious enough to desire power... If that was the case, he would not bother to care about her and would just let her fend for herself.

After leaving a cold remark, Musil turned and left.

Looking at his leaving back, Wen Shu was stunned for a long time. What was he worried about?
She had this question when he reminded her yesterday.

If her ability was just special, he wouldn't react like this. Could it mean something else...

Too bad this wasn't mentioned at all in the plot.

However, Musil is connected to her life and death, and he should not harm her. Her advice can be heeded.

Unable to figure out the reason, Wen Shu stopped thinking about it and picked up the skewers of meat and chewed them slowly. Just as he finished one skewer, he heard footsteps at the cave entrance again.

Wen Shu thought that it was Musir who had returned, but the number was wrong. There were messy footsteps and they were densely packed together. There were at least seven or eight orcs.

Who would come to see her at this time?

She straightened her back in alertness and looked straight at the cave entrance.

Two familiar orcs walked in first. The old high priest was dressed in a black robe and had a strange expression on his face. Behind him followed the anxious Kuja and his five subordinates.

As soon as they saw Wen Shu, the male behind Kuga put the five bags on the ground one after another.

Kujia stepped forward eagerly and bowed deeply to Wen Shu. "Female Wen Shu, the leader vomited blood last night and is now very weak and dying. Please help him! As long as the leader wakes up, all these will be yours!"

(End of this chapter)