Watching Jiang Hanxi sip her ice cream, Wang Feng felt like having some too.
He bought himself another one, and while feeding Jiang Hanxi, he ate a cone of ice cream himself.
"This is delicious. You can eat the shell too, I'm starving."
Wang Feng looked at Jiang Hanxi, who had already finished eating the ice cream on top.
He stuffed the last bit of ice cream he had in his hand into his mouth in a few big bites.
With his mouth full, he stammered as he made Jiang Hanxi eat the cone containing the ice cream as well.
Do you want more?
"don't want."
After Jiang Hanxi finished eating, Wang Feng clapped his hands and continued adding firewood to the fire.
He then took a clean leaf from the side and wiped his mouth.
"Let me wipe it for you, otherwise your mouth will be sticky later."
Wang Feng picked up another clean leaf and wiped Jiang Hanxi's mouth.
Despite Jiang Hanxi's frantic attempts to turn her head, she ultimately couldn't escape Wang Feng's evil hand.
"You go to sleep, I'll keep watch."
Wang Feng said to Jiang Hanxi while turning the firewood in the crackling fire.
Jiang Hanxi didn't say much; she couldn't even recover her spiritual power right now.
This is the consequence of forcibly using a magic weapon that is beyond one's own level of cultivation.
Why do I feel like something is binding my legs? Is it a side effect of forcibly using the sacred artifact?
Jiang Hanxi glanced at the white dress she was wearing, but she couldn't see her legs underneath.
Helpless, he had no choice but to give up. He couldn't possibly let that silly boy do it; it must be just as she thought.
Although this silly boy in front of her is a bit mischievous, he probably won't do anything too outrageous to her.
Jiang Hanxi glanced at Wang Feng, who was adding firewood and smiling at her, and thought to herself.
Unexpectedly, this silly boy has changed into new clothes, and he looks much more handsome and refined than he did in the village.
The soft crackling of sparks echoed in her ears, and Jiang Hanxi soon fell asleep.
Wang Feng gently turned the warm fire in front of him in the night, and Jiang Hanxi's face appeared even more beautiful in the firelight.
This is the ninth lifetime, and in this life, we're still inseparable.
What is it that makes me meet you with such precision in every lifetime?
Looking at Jiang Hanxi's stunningly beautiful face, Wang Feng couldn't understand this question.
If he dies again in this life, he will truly be dead.
However, he was used to dying, and if you were to say he cherished his life, of course he would want to live if he could.
If we're talking about fear of death, he's been dead eight times, so his fear of death has long since faded.
Wang Feng glanced at the crackling fire in front of him, then smiled and shook his head slightly...
The next morning.
Wang Feng carried the limp and powerless Jiang Hanxi on his back, using his long straight sword as a walking stick to extinguish the fire in front of them.
Wang Feng carried Jiang Hanxi on his back, a bundle tied around his chest, and repeatedly banged the hilt of his long straight knife against the ground.
Continue searching for a place to stay.
"Fairy sister, how long will it take you to recover?"
As Wang Feng walked, leaning on his long straight sword, he asked Jiang Hanxi, who was on his back, for a precise time so he could escape.
As for their bathing problem, once they reach the Spirit Gathering Realm, dust generally won't stick to their skin.
At most, it's just that the clothes get dirty.
"Now you're calling me 'Fairy Sister' again?"
Jiang Hanxi felt a little uncomfortable being carried on Wang Feng's back; she had never been so close to any man before.
Oh no, Jiang Hanxi suddenly thought of a great emperor.
If she could, she would want to kill that person again, not just a simple killing, but...
Lingchi!
But there's nothing she can do now; she can only rely on this man.
Does she have to rely on that corpse in her divine sea space?
However, this silly boy's figure was almost identical to that of the corpse in her divine sea space.
The only difference was their facial features; the ordinary-looking man carrying her was much more handsome and refined than the corpse.
Actually, if Jiang Hanxi were to scrape the skin off the face of the corpse in her divine sea space...
Then she will know all the answers.
"Hehe, I was just trying to get you some water yesterday, it was all for you, Fairy Sister."
Wang Feng chuckled twice, scratched his head, and pretended to look simple-minded.
"It can take anywhere from seven days and nights to thirty days and nights."
Jiang Hanxi answered his question, though she was actually a little embarrassed.
These days, she'll have to rely entirely on this man to take care of her.
"Fairy sister, please tell me when you're almost recovered, so I can be mentally prepared."
"Um."
Wang Feng felt reassured and continued carrying Jiang Hanxi on his way.
Carrying a weak and helpless beauty on his back, Wang Feng's speed slowed down considerably.
After searching for a long time, no city other than that city without a lord could be found in the vicinity.
"We'll have to spend the night in the middle of nowhere again tonight."
With a bitter face, Wang Feng turned his back to Jiang Hanxi and sat down by a small river.
"Could you take out your cold sword for self-defense?"
"No, I tried to force the use of that jade seal, but now I can't even open the Divine Sea Space."
Wang Feng was afraid that someone would sneak up on him and steal Jiang Hanxi away while he was fishing.
That would be a huge loss! Who wouldn't like such a delicate and beautiful woman?
Even Wang Feng was no exception, and this was someone he was trying to win over.
Since I can't kill her, I guess I'll just have to win her over.
Wang Feng has watched countless TV dramas in his life, but the one he hates the most is a drama called "The Condor Heroes".
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