C6

Forget it! The heavens were kind. She had just been formed, so she had to do good deeds and save a person's life, better than creating a seven-layered pagoda. Who knew, this old man might give her a celestial seat in the future, seeing that she was so virtuous.

Qin Wuhuan turned around and began to pull the half-dead man's foot with one hand.

When the little oriole and fox returned, they immediately brought her to a ruined temple.

"Wu Huan, Wu Huan. Will he still be saved?"

"Little oriole, I don't know either. He must be poisoned. Look at his face, I don't know any immortal arts nor do I know how to save him."

The little fox's two eyes rolled around as he looked at them. Each of them let out a sigh.

"Wuhuan, why don't you get him some water to drink? I will go with the little fox to the mountain to find some medicinal herbs? "

"You two are leaving me again?"

Qin Wuhuan was extremely unwilling, and Little Huang Li rolled her eyes at her.

"He's already like this, he can't hurt you."

Therefore, they split up the work, Qin Wuhuan poured water for the dying man, built a nest for him out of the grass, and cleaned him up while they were at it.

It was done. His arms were hanging down. He was too tired.

The little fox and oriole had returned with some herbs. Qin Wuhuan asked if the herbs were heavy, and she applied them onto his face.

In the middle of the night, Tan Wuhuan woke up from her slumber and was exhausted. He opened his eyes and saw the little fox and oriole watching the poisonous man.

"Wu Huan, it seems like he's going to be useless soon. Look at the effects of the poison, his face has turned purple."

As the little oriole spoke, Qin Wuhuan took a closer look and saw the malevolent expression on that man's face, as well as his pained expression.

Aiyo, looks like I won't be able to do this good thing.

"Little oriole, everyone has their own lives. Perhaps this is his life, let's bury him properly later."

Right after the Qin Wuming finished saying those words, another clap of thunder rang out in the clear night sky. The lightning even struck the earth temple directly, causing the Qin Wuren to be scared half to death once again.

What did that mean?

What did that mean?

Old man, what are you trying to say?

I saved him, do you want to save him or do you want to kill me? Was it really necessary for a mortal to do so?! Was this really necessary?

The little oriole looked at the Tan Wu Huan who was on the verge of tears, smacking her lips.

"Wu Huan, how about we think of another way to save him?"

"What method is this?" "He's already found all the good herbs, so this guy must be a ghost with a short life …"

"Boom!" Yet another bolt of lightning struck down. Qin Wuhuan was left speechless.

A bird, a fox, and a stone flower stared at the man.

"Wu Huan, how about …" The little oriole stopped at the tip of her tongue.

"What? Say it. " As he was speaking, he was so worried that he was about to die.

The little oriole circled her twice and landed on her shoulder.

Wu Huan, you can't even save him if we go on like this, but you are a flower fairy, so you still have the word 'immortal' on you. How about you sacrifice two drops of blood for him to drink?

The little oriole said, Qin Wuhuan eyes white, meditate.

"You can do that?"

"Sure, sure."

The little oriole patted her chest. Qin Wuhuan looked at the people on the pallet and instantly felt that she had suffered a huge loss.

"I haven't even shed a single tear."

"Quickly, do as you wish. Don't forget your dream of becoming an exalted immortal."

"Alright, alright." Tan Wu Huan decisively bit her finger, immediately saving the bright red blood. The pain caused her eyes to brighten.

"Hurry up and give it to him. Hurry and give it to him to drink."

The little oriole was like a ghost, Qin Wuhuan closed her eyes, raised a finger, and pressed it against his lips.

After offering her blood, the exhausted Tan Wuhuan immediately looked for a spot on the ground and fell into a deep slumber.

It was a misty day, and Tan Wuhuan could only feel dizzy. Opening her eyes in a daze, she saw a black shadow standing beside the half-dead man.

Who was this person? When she rubbed her eyes to get a better look, she was nowhere to be seen.

By the way, even the little oriole and the little fox were gone.

Tan Wuhuan rummaged through the temple but couldn't find her two good friends. She was sure that the temple was only occupied by people who were still unconscious.

Upon hearing the two coughs, Tan Wuyi's sorrowful thoughts returned to normal.

Just look at that person, her face was the same as last night. After using all of her resources, she would still be able to reap some rewards.

Half of his face was festering and festering, but it had scabbed over in an instant. If he were to see it, he wouldn't be able to die.

Qin Wuhuan reached out her hand to stroke his head. It seemed as if she did not want to burn anymore, so her heart relaxed by half.

The people on the meadow felt the cold touch on their foreheads and used all their strength to raise their eyes. They squinted their eyes at the person beside them, unable to focus, but decided that this person had a pair of slender hands.

After a few more days, Qin Wuhuan had completely revived this person. However, she had starved herself to death.

She had thought of leaving to find something to eat, but when she thought of the possibility that the little oriole and the little fox would return, she gave up on that idea. Thus, these few days, she had expended her blood and effort to save the little fox.

When she woke up again, she found a big dark figure sitting like a clock, half a foot away from her.

"Hur hur, you really came back to life."

Tan Wu Huan said weakly, then fell asleep again.

Then... She was awakened by a smell.

"It smells so good."

Qin Wuhuan cried out as she opened her eyes, only to see a bonfire with a few roasted fish within it.

He almost drooled at that moment.

Look around, there's no one here.

Who cares? I'll eat first.

Tan Wu Huan was like a cunning cat, she crazily swept up all the roasted fishes, eating to her heart's content. When she patted her stomach, she discovered that the big black shadow had been standing at the side at some point, looking at her secretly.

Her heart trembled.

"Hey, I thought you left, Yu..." "Once we're done eating, I'll catch them for you."

The Tan Wu Huan held her breath and took small steps.

That person raised his eyebrows and shot a cold beam of light directly at her, disdainfully looking at her.

"Who are you? Why did you save me? "

The bone-piercing sound caused everyone to shiver. Qin Wuyou looked at him with teary eyes.

"Ugh, the heavens are kind. I cannot allow you to die without saving me. You also helped me that day. Saving you is my good nature, and I know how to repay favors and favors."

That man's eyes were cold and filled with suspicion, his brows knitted tightly together.

After exchanging harsh words for a moment, their eyes glazed over once again. Lonely and lifeless, they were devoid of any traces of life.

"You can leave. My matter has nothing to do with you."

Upon hearing the ancient voice, Qin Wuhuan felt as though her heart was about to burst from exhaustion.

However, after thinking about it, regardless of her business, she immediately got up and left dejectedly.

After walking for less than half a mile, she met a bandit, causing her to run backwards. When she ran back, she found that the person didn't move an inch, just like before she left.

This is learning to use the land lord as a statue.

Qin Wuhuan panted, while the rest of the bandits outside laughed lewdly, causing this person to have no choice but to open his eyes once more.

Tan Wuhuan gave an awkward smile.

"Uhh … can you save me again? Those people want me to go back and be their wife …"