Jiang Yuetong, who was walking ahead, knew without turning around that Li Qingrong was staring at her.
What are you trying to say?
"Huh?" Li Qingrong's thoughts were interrupted by the sudden sound.
After realizing what was happening, she moved closer to Jiang Yuetong and tentatively asked, "Such a handsome man, why don't you keep an eye on him? What if..."
She didn't say anything more, but Jiang Yuetong already understood.
A cold smile curled at the corner of her lips: "Which dares to risk their life to snatch my man?"
Oh, it seems there really is someone who's fearless.
Jiang Yuetong's mind flashed with Qing Zhiyan's face, and she felt speechless.
This was the first time she had ever met someone like this.
...
Five days later.
Upon arriving at the outskirts of Wanchuan Forest, Jiang Yuetong and Li Qingrong encountered a pack of vicious wolves.
None of the dozens of wolves were over a hundred years old, and Jiang Yuetong looked down on them.
Just as she was about to strike and wipe out the wolves in one fell swoop, the pack bypassed them and rushed in another direction. Seeing this, Jiang Yuetong quickly withdrew the spiritual power from her palm.
She wouldn't bother with them if she didn't provoke them.
Just as Jiang Yuetong was about to call for Li Qingrong to leave, a cry for help came from afar.
Li Qingrong instinctively ran over.
After realizing what was happening, he stopped and turned to look at Jiang Yuetong, his dark eyes asking a question.
Jiang Yuetong: "..."
All right.
She wouldn't be the female lead if she didn't meddle in other people's business.
She closed her eyes resignedly, and Li Qingrong knew from her expression that she had agreed.
A faint smile appeared on her lips. She then took out a silver sword from her storage bag and ran towards the direction from which the sound came with lightning speed.
Before long, Li Qingrong saw several people being attacked by a pack of wolves.
Without the slightest hesitation, she gathered her spiritual power and stepped forward to rescue them, comforting them, "Don't be afraid, we can escape if we work together."
The group of people were visibly taken aback when they saw the sudden appearance of the figure, but then they said in unison with firm determination, "Okay!"
Jiang Yuetong, who had been standing still, suddenly appeared on the treetop next to Li Qingrong, looking down at the group of people.
Jiang Yuetong scanned her surroundings with her divine sense and, finding nothing approaching, sat reassured on a tree branch, watching the fight below.
As time passed, night soon fell.
At this moment, Li Qingrong was already panting heavily, and her hand holding the silver sword was trembling slightly.
The area was littered with the carcasses of wolves, and the pungent smell of blood was overwhelming. Yet the wolves continued their incessant chatter, as if they wouldn't stop until they had torn them apart.
Jiang Yuetong, who was resting with her eyes closed on a tree branch, opened her dark eyes and looked around for a while before realizing that something was wrong.
He darted to Li Qingrong's side, grabbed her arm, and pulled her aside.
The pack of wolves turned their heads and glanced at them, as if to confirm something, then ignored them and bared their fangs as they charged menacingly at the group.
At this moment, Li Qingrong's mouth was dry, and she swallowed with some difficulty.
Seeing that strange scene, he couldn't help but frown slightly: "Why aren't they attacking us?"
Jiang Yuetong said thoughtfully, "It must be those few people who took something important from the wolf pack."
Upon hearing this, a hint of hesitation flashed across Li Qingrong's brow: "Then I won't help?"
Jiang Yuetong crossed her arms in front of her chest: "I won't help. Even if I do, you won't get any of the things."
Li Qingrong became conflicted.
With her current strength, even if she fights to the very end, she might not be able to protect them.
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