"I don't know!" Wen Jingge shrugged; she really didn't know.
NIO let out a long sigh, as if resigned to its fate: "Hurry up! It would be best if you could turn me into an ordinary person. I'm tired and want to rest."
"Shouldn't you have just woken up?"
"Oh dear! Please stop torturing me! What difference is there between me and being dead right now!"
“Yes, you can’t speak if you die.” Wen Jingge said considerately to him.
NIO closed his eyes, stretched his neck, and said, "Anyway, I can't get up or finish throwing up now, so just be straightforward and kill me. You're probably the only person in this world who can kill me."
Wen Jingge nodded thoughtfully, "Then am I the only one who can kill myself?"
"you……"
NIO seemed to realize something. Wen Jinge has always been audacious and reckless. If she really tried it, wouldn't the world be doomed?
“You are a great person.” He felt disgusted when Wei said these words. “You are a very accomplished person. I believe you are a heroine among women. You are one of the most brilliant stars in the sky…”
He got stuck.
“Your licking is so stiff, even stiffer than not licking at all.” Wen Jingge saw through the surface and understood what he was thinking. “Next time, if you make up something decent, I might grant your wish.”
"Then you now..."
"I want you to live, to disgust you for a few more days. After all, my happiness has always been built on the suffering of others."
NIO: "We miscalculated..."
"Oh," Wen Jingge responded, picking up the axe to chop wood. "Don't you think I should be holding something in my arms right now?"
"Come here!" The ethereal NIO knew Wen Jinge's wicked sense of humor well. He beckoned to the bewildered Liang Si, "Come to my side."
I don't think so.
Fan Zifan didn't understand what they were talking about, but he knew that the two had a lot in common and both wanted to get Liang Si out of the way, as if he was in the way.
So he picked up Liang Si.
Wei Lai looked like he'd been fed shit. He stared at Fan Zifan, who was holding Liang Si in a strange way, and twisted his face to look at Wen Jingge. "Are you sure this is the legendary Jade Rabbit and Chang'e?"
"Are you sure I'm Wu Gang right now? Is there such a thing as a Wu Gang this thin?"
Before Wen Jingge could finish speaking, she chopped down the tree that had been cut down and regenerated, but this time, the tree did not grow back.
“You’re thin, but you’re much stronger than Wu Gang.” NIO nervously moved his finger. “I feel like I can move my finger now.”
"Oh." Wen Jingge responded expressionlessly, quickly chopped the firewood into pieces, and threw it all under the large pot. "Why are you holding him like that?"
"Didn't you two look down on him?" Fan Zifan looked at the two of them strangely. Had he misunderstood something?
“No, that’s not true. He just had a weird sense of humor.” Wen Jinge pointed to NIO lying on the ground as if it were a matter of course.
“No, don’t listen to his nonsense. I’m not here. I’m just a piece of land.” NIO tried its best to explain, but it sounded like it was trying to cover something up.
"What do you mean by the white mist you exhale?" Wen Jingge made a hand gesture that she herself didn't know, and with a flick of her fingers in the air, the white mist seemed to find its anchor and began to swirl around her fingers.
She frowned, as if some of her premonitions had come true.
"You previously said that this was the cultivation I used to deal with the Heavenly Secrets Dispersal?"
"Yeah! So what? I'm fragile to begin with, and the Heavenly Secret can't be completely destroyed. Just this wisp is enough to make him suffer for hundreds of years."
"You're saying I have a huge hole in my head?"
"You! What do you want to do? Stay away from me! Don't make a move! Let me tell you, I'm using my own body right now. You saw it yourself earlier, when Fan Zifan wanted to refine the elixir of immortality, my body swelled up. It's not that I'm unwilling to let go of it."
Wei Lai's body was twisted on both sides, like a roly-poly toy, he could only sway back and forth, but he couldn't stand up or resist Wen Jinge's hand pressing on his chest.
"I'm telling the truth! Sis, sis, I'm calling you sis, can you please leave me alone? I'm just a half-deity now! I can't play along with you anymore."
As Wei Lai watched her large hand press against his chest with force, pulling out large wads of white smoke from his mouth and nose as if she were tearing cotton, his heart jumped into his throat.
"I'm thinking about something..." Wen Jingge withdrew her hand and pushed the white smoke back.
"Cough, cough cough cough!" This time, Wei Lai's cough was not because the smoke was running too fast, but because he was able to sit up. Wen Jinge's action seemed to put his disordered internal organs back in place.
"How did you do that?"
"I just did whatever came to mind." Wen Jingge looked at her hands strangely.
The pot was completely silent now, but I wonder how the elixir of immortality is progressing.
"Xiao Wu! Don't use your hands! You! If I use the talisman, it will hurt you—"
Before Fan Zifan could finish speaking, he saw Wen Jingge's hand already reaching inside. Surprisingly, her hands were not burned in the scalding furnace, nor were they scalded by those strange medicinal herbs.
Steaming white smoke rose from the stove, but her hand felt like it was holding a ball of ice water; after circling it, her fingertips were also covered in a cloud of white smoke.
The plume of smoke, which had been fierce as it came out of the pan, as if it wanted to tear Wen Jinge apart, immediately became docile when it saw Wen Jinge's face.
“I’ve seen this face before.” Wen Jingge changed her face again, this time to the face of the Snow Maiden. The semi-transparent smoke immediately turned fierce and menacing.
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