Chapter 25 Bickering
Chapter 25 Bickering
The cracks spread outwards, and an accident occurred: the mountain suddenly collapsed, and everyone lost their balance, falling into the abyss. Da Nian Beast Yuan also fell, but fortunately, at the critical moment, Da Nian Beast Yuan used its sharp claws to embed itself into the rocky cliff. Huan Ruge struggled desperately, trying to grab Da Nian Beast Yuan's back, but she couldn't hold on and slid down from Da Nian Beast Yuan's back to its right hind leg.
"I don't want to die. I haven't even found the hairpin yet, and I'm going to die here. I don't want to..." Huan Ruge tried her best to save herself.
Huan Ruge struggled desperately in her death throes, but to no avail. She slid directly from the back of the Da Nian Beast to its right heel.
"What to do, what to do? If this continues, I'll perish in the Crimson Peak Abyss along with the Dragon Year Beast. Yes... the dagger..."
In a moment of quick thinking, Huan Rugo remembered she had a dagger. She pulled it out from her shoe and tried to plunge it into the cliff face. Unfortunately, her luck ran out. Before she could even insert the dagger into the rock, her other hand gave way, and she plummeted into the abyss.
Just as Huan Rugo was filled with panic, a white figure flew by and caught her.
"What...are you scared?"
That face was pure and flawless, unsmiling, familiar yet strange, exquisitely beautiful yet aloof. Even at such close range, it couldn't evoke a trace of warmth. Huan Rugo was still in shock, momentarily lost in thought, staring blankly at his indescribably beautiful and aloof face, unable to utter a single word.
"Snow Elf..."
He then coldly called out the name of an elf, and a wisp of white smoke flashed across the air, followed by a huge, soft snowball cloud.
"Yes, Master, the Snow Elf will catch you..."
The snow sprite caught us steadily as we fell. To be precise, the boy in white, carrying the still-shaken Huan Ruge, landed gracefully on the snow sprite. The snow sprite drifted gently in the wind, perfectly steady and safe.
"Ouch... Master is heavy."
The snow elf tomboy complained, seemingly having some issues with Huan Rugo.
"Noisy..." the white-clad youth said coldly.
"This...Master..."
The snow elf, defiant and rebellious, wanted to fight back.
The yandere boy gave the snow elf a look, and the snow elf hesitated to speak, leaving the scene in an awkward silence.
"Who is it, and why do they want to capture us...?"
Huan Rugo looked at him silently.
"How much longer...do you want to watch..."
He suddenly interrupted Huan Ruge's thoughts, forcibly pulling the dazed Huan Ruge back to her original position.
Huan Rugo's face flushed red instantly. "No..." Huan Rugo tried to explain calmly.
"You miss me..."
He leaned down and brought his face close to mine. Our eyes met, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely awkward.
"without……"
Huan Rugo immediately got up from his arms, trying to break the awkward atmosphere.
"Injured..."
He glanced at my injured hand and asked coldly.
"Um...it's nothing,"
Huan Ruge tried to hide her true feelings and pretend nothing was wrong.
He took Huan Rugo's hand, rolled up her sleeve, and saw it covered in bite marks from wolf cubs, a bloody mess. A hint of tenderness flickered in his cold eyes as he looked at her with pity, but he said nothing.
"Actually, the wound is almost completely healed. It's stopped bleeding and doesn't hurt anymore. It's fine now. Look, it's healing right now."
Huan Rugo quickly withdrew her small hand and turned away with her hands behind her back.
Give me your hand...
He didn't even glance at me, seemed a little angry, and his tone carried a hint of command.
"Give……"
Huan Rugo sensed that he was angry, and having no other choice, she could only obey and offer up her injured hand.
He gently lifted Huan Rugo's blood-stained sleeve and cast a healing spell on her already healed wound. His tone softened slightly as he asked, "Does it... hurt?"
"Hmm...it's okay, it doesn't hurt. See, it's healed, isn't it?"
Huan Rugo glanced up casually, only to meet his aloof and mysterious gaze. An overwhelming sense of awkwardness, tinged with an air of enigmatic embarrassment, welled up within her. Chapter 20
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