The president's hardcore fairy

Chapter 617 Only him

It was probably because Si Jijing's actions were too intense just now, the wound showed signs of splitting, and faint blood oozing out.

Xiao Ruanruan frowned: "You didn't use the little spell of wound healing?"

Si Jijing didn't care whether the wound was open or not, he just wanted to hold her for eternity, with an extremely innocent expression: "Forgot."

Actually, he used it.

It's just that the wound is too deep to fully recover for a while.

He didn't want to tell her lest she worry.

Si Jijing hugged her tightly, the agitation in his body hadn't stopped, the force was so strong that he almost crushed her body: "It's okay, it will be fine tomorrow."

In response to him, Xiao Ruan softly sneered.

Afterwards, Xiao Ruanruan withdrew resolutely from his world.

Si Jijing's heart, which was overflowing to the point of bursting at any time, suddenly became empty.

Xiao Ruanruan steamed her hair for a second and put on a dry cassock: "Get up, I'll help you heal."

His silhouette was reflected in her clean and distant pupils.

Only him.

The emptiness in Si Jijing's heart suddenly disappeared, and he turned around and showed his back in front of her.

She put the elixir on him again, then raised her hand, and the even and gentle spiritual power fell on his wound.

Her body temperature was on the low side, but the spiritual power with healing power was slightly warm, and under the effect of that warmth, the wound healed quickly.

The wound is a little itchy.

However, his heart quickly calmed down, and he used the small spell of healing wounds to cooperate with her healing to make himself better faster.

Xiao Ruanruan helped him heal his injuries while asking him about the situation he encountered in Shiwanshan.

Si Jijing talked to her briefly.

There are indeed traces of magic stones in Shiwan Mountain.

As soon as he entered Shiwan Mountain, he and the little mud spirit first went to see the location where the demonic energy was strong—it was in the depths of Shiwan Mountain, a place that Chinese cultivators dare not explore.

On the way to the depths, ferocious beasts can be seen everywhere, and any one pulled out has a cultivation level above Jindan.

It took him dozens of teleportation charms to escape safely.

In other words, this is not a problem they can currently solve.

After he came out, he decided to find Xiaohuojing first to see if it was the Emperor Huo he needed, and then consider the issue of the magic stone.

In the past few days, he took Dijiang and the little mud spirit to look for the little fire spirit.

Little Huojing lives in no fixed place, and I don't know if he is hiding from the monks on purpose. There is little mud spirit to show him the way, and Dijiang is used as a mount for him, but he can't catch up with it.

After Si Jijing finished speaking, he asked her with anticipation in his eyes: "Will you accompany me to find the whereabouts of Xiaohuojing?"

Xiao Ruanruan asked him: "You want me to accompany you so much?"

Si Jijing nodded without hesitation: "Of course."

However, Xiao Ruanruan's response was: "Sorry."

Si Jijing: "..."

Before he could ask, Xiao Ruanruan said again: "With your current progress, it would be a waste of time for me to accompany you."

Si Jijing: "..."

It felt like a knife had been stabbed in the heart.

Si Jijing hugged her tightly, rubbed his chin on her shoulder, his voice was low and pleading: "Stay with me for a night, okay?"

Xiao Ruanruan still has some time for this, she readily agreed.

Si Jijing's eyes immediately brightened a little: "There are many good spiritual herbs here, let me dig them with you."

Si Jijing didn't want to miss every minute and every second of being with her, anyway, the night would not interfere with their sight, so he took her hand and walked into the night like a leisurely stroll.

(End of this chapter)