Peerless: Tang San, this time Huo Yuhao is the attacker.

Chapter 89: Caught in the act by Wang Dong

Ling Luochen called a halt to the battle, and Huo Yuhao immediately collapsed to the ground. The tension that had been gripping him eased, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath.

This battle really exhausted him; it was the first time he had ever fought such a high-intensity battle for such a long time.

He felt weak all over and his stomach was growling with hunger.

Ling Luochen's condition was actually not much better than Huo Yuhao's, but she was more concerned about her image, so she took out a chair from her storage soul tool.

She sat gracefully in the chair, wiping the sweat from her face and neck with a handkerchief, and carefully combing her matted hair.

Huo Yuhao's breathing gradually calmed down, and he glanced around and saw Ling Luochen tidying up.

The young girl's lips were slightly parted, and she was breathing heavily. Her fair face was flushed pink from the intense battle, making her even more beautiful. Her sweaty appearance made her temperament less cold and more gentle. The sweat soaked her temples, but it also softened her eyes, which were like cold pools.

This stark contrast to her usual aloof demeanor makes her even more charming than usual.

Just then, Ling Luochen got up, put the chair back into her storage soul tool, walked to Huo Yuhao's side, and said in a calm voice, "Go back and rest."

Huo Yuhao raised his hand, and Ling Luochen tilted his head as if thinking, then reached out and grabbed it, pulling him up from the ground.

As for the feel, it's smooth and soft.

The two left the battle room side by side and headed to the main dining room.

Fortunately, the Starry Royal Hotel offers meals 24 hours a day, otherwise the two of them would have had to go out of the hotel to find a place to eat.

The meal went smoothly, and no accidents occurred due to a lack of control over the force. It seems that Ling Luochen's guidance was very effective.

However, Huo Yuhao had a different idea. He was already exhausted from the battle and had no extra strength left.

As they went upstairs, Ling Luochen suddenly turned to Huo Yuhao and asked, "Do you have any ointment on you?"

"No, what's wrong?" Huo Yuhao replied subconsciously.

"Then use mine later, I brought it with me, those bruises will go away quickly."

Huo Yuhao then understood what Ling Luochen was talking about, and gently shook his head, "I don't need it."

He possesses the essence of life, making it impossible for him to suffer any hidden injuries; he will be forever immune to healing medicine.

"No." Ling Luochen stared at Huo Yuhao and said decisively, his expression solemn and serious.

"Don't underestimate these minor injuries. Combat is the norm for Soul Masters. If left untreated, these minor injuries will accumulate and become stumbling blocks when you break through to the most critical point in the future."

In addition, it could also erupt in a battle; this is a matter of life and death and must be taken seriously.

Ling Luochen's tone was heavy, but because his voice was so pleasant, it was hard to intimidate him.

Huo Yuhao felt somewhat helpless, but his heart was warmed. He couldn't reveal the secret of the Life Gold, so he could only go along with Ling Luochen's words and say, "Okay, then I'll trouble you, Sister Luochen."

Seeing this, Ling Luochen nodded in satisfaction, his expression softening, and said gently, "Keep this in mind from now on."

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"From then on, whenever I got injured, I would ask Sister Luo Chen to help me apply medicine."

Huo Yuhao responded with a smile, but Ling Luochen paused upon hearing this, his eyes flashing, and gave a faint reply.

"it is good."

Huo Yuhao didn't notice the subtle change in Ling Luochen's expression and continued jokingly, "So, how much do you plan to charge, Sister Luochen?"

You'll find out later.

Ling Luochen's words left Huo Yuhao somewhat confused: "The Riddler, get out of Gotham!"

The two went back to their respective rooms to take showers, and then sat together on the sofa in the living room.

Ling Luochen's long hair was all tied up, revealing her smooth and delicate swan neck. She had just taken a shower and still carried a faint, sweet fragrance.

Her upper body was covered by a close-fitting inner armor that only exposed her arms, perfectly outlining her graceful curves.

Her lower body was covered by a pair of leather shorts, which exposed her shapely and curvy long legs to the air.

A hint of amazement flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes; her snow-white skin seemed to be glowing.

The only drawback was the numerous bruises on her arms and thighs, which somewhat marred the overall aesthetic.

To be honest, Huo Yuhao felt that Ling Luochen was entrapping him, but he had no evidence.

The girl's eyes were clear and without a trace of impurity as she held an opened jar of ointment.

Since you're going to apply medicine, dressing like this is perfectly reasonable, isn't it?

"I'll wipe it for you first, you watch carefully, then it's your turn to wipe it for me."

At Ling Luochen's prompting, Huo Yuhao straightened his arm. He was wearing a vest and shorts, which allowed him to expose his injury.

His injuries were in the same areas as Ling Luochen's, mainly concentrated in his upper arm, forearm, thigh, and calf.

At least he didn't attack any other parts besides those four. On the contrary, Ling Luochen secretly gave him a whip kick to the lower back.

Ling Luochen did it on purpose, of course, not referring to the whip kick, but to the application of medicine this time.

Neither of them had any particularly difficult injuries, so Ling Luochen could have shared some of the ointment with them. They could have just applied their own ointment, since Ling Luochen had told them to take a good look. In reality, they had no real technique and simply spread the ointment evenly.

If I had to say, I'd add a gentle rubbing motion, and that would be the whole technique.

Is Ling Luochen a fool? Obviously not, so her intentions are quite clear.

His intentions are as clear as day.

Not only is he plotting against others, but others are also plotting against him. The world is going to the dogs, and people's hearts are no longer what they used to be.

Douluo Continent is too precocious; no wonder they're Soul Masters.

Ling Luochen's fingers, coated with ointment, felt cool and comfortable. Huo Yuhao didn't know if it was just psychological, but he found it very pleasant.

"Turn around and lift up your clothes."

Huo Yuhao did as instructed, lifting his clothes with both hands and feeling a cool, damp sensation on his back.

The girl gently rubbed her fingertips around the wound, carefully spreading the ointment evenly.

Just then, the sound of the doorknob turning rang out. Huo Yuhao subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound. The door opened inward, revealing a somewhat listless Wang Dong.

The bright lights in the living room made Wang Dong squint involuntarily. She was a little puzzled, wondering who was still in the living room so late.

She glanced around casually and saw a scene she would never forget.

Huo Yuhao lifted his shirt halfway up, revealing a girl sitting behind him, slightly bent over.

Although Huo Yuhao's obstruction prevented Wang Dong from clearly seeing the girl's appearance, her silver hair, which shimmered with an icy blue light, instantly identified her.

Ling Luochen!

Wang Dong's body trembled unconsciously. From her perspective, all she could see was Ling Luochen's hair and her almost completely exposed thighs.

It's like being completely naked.

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