Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 343 The Little Flower Demon Who Died Early in the Immortal Demon Plane 19

When Miaomiao heard Ling Jiuxiao's words, her bright big eyes lit up instantly.

The temptation of those gold, silver and jewelry was naturally not as great as that of those spiritual weapons to her. It was just like a cat seeing dried fish. Miaomiao really couldn't hold back her excitement.

Then, when her eyes turned to Ling Jiuxiao again, after seeing his sincere look, her excitement was finally replaced by a hint of nervousness.

The main reason is that when this guy first appeared, he had already deceived her into thinking he was a scholar. The impression that he was suspected of stinging her has been deeply ingrained in Miaomiao's initial impression and is difficult to erase.

She was more worried that this was a trap set by Ling Jiuxiao to see if she was greedy or a bad demon.

"Are you sure? You don't want it? Can I really have it?"

But Miaomiao said no, she really couldn't bear to leave. She would have to stay in this plane for a thousand years, and these things could even be said to be the things that would save her life in the future. She couldn't bear to leave them.

Therefore, the questions asked were filled with hesitation, and there was a hint of temptation in the eyes.

Ling Jiuxiao chuckled when he heard this, with a look of doting towards Miaomiao in his eyes. Then, under her gaze, he nodded vigorously.

"If you feel it's too hot to handle, then consider it as my payment for helping me.

I can't hold on for much longer and may fall into a coma, so please Miaomiao take care of me.

Although I have taken the poison-proof pill, the wound still needs to be cleaned..."

Ling Jiuxiao spoke incoherently, as if he was putting all his strength into every word he said, but Miaomiao finally understood that this was a deal.

All I have to do is to protect Ling Jiuxiao during this period of time and treat his wounds. The reward I will get is this entire spiritual weapon.

After Ling Jiuxiao finally finished explaining everything he wanted to say, he fell into Miaomiao's arms without warning, as if he had completed a battle, and closed his eyes.

However, the moment he fell, his nose hit the soft spot on Miaomiao's chest. The sudden touch made Miaomiao almost throw him away.

At least he remembered that the other party was injured because of him, and he also gave him so many benefits.

The touch on the chest was somewhat obvious. Even if Miaomiao had no desire or requests, the feeling of warm breath against her chest was enough to make her embarrassed and angry.

Unfortunately, Ling Jiuxiao was so unconscious that he didn't move at all. Miaomiao bit her lip and put some strength into her hands before pushing him out.

However, since she was a novice and had no experience in taking care of humans, Miaomiao did not expect that Ling Jiuxiao would be pushed straight out of her arms, and with a "thump", he fell on the hard stone ground without any cushioning.

The sound was so loud that Miaomiao quickly squatted down and looked at the side of Ling Jiuxiao's face as he lay on the ground. One side of his cheek was just touching the stones on the ground.

The rough stone stained his face, making his originally handsome face look gray, with several stains on it, making him look particularly disheveled.

What's even more embarrassing is that there's a huge bump on the other person's forehead...

"Baobao, what should we do?"

The development of this matter made Miaomiao somewhat at a loss. She subconsciously asked her accomplice.

"Pull him up and see if he's dead. If he's not dead, just pretend nothing happened. After all, you only hit his head, and the fatal wound is in his chest.

If he's not dead, remember to turn him over, because if he hits the ground with his wound, he'll really die."

Baobao said woodenly, what else could it say.

It just feels a little sympathetic to the big guy. He can do anything, but just to take advantage of Miaomiao, he lies on her chest. He has no shame at all.

Let him play dead!

Wouldn’t that just hit your face on the ground with a “bang”?

Miaomiao nodded when she heard that, and looked at the big guy on the ground. Even though she was so embarrassed that she was about to dig a set of Demon Suppression Hall out of her toes, she still suppressed her embarrassment and thought about pulling the big guy up first.

She knew that the situation was urgent and there was no time to delay.

For those who are already seriously injured and unconscious, saving their lives is the most important thing.

Miaomiao still remembered what Ling Jiuxiao had asked her to be responsible for before, so when she grabbed Ling Jiuxiao's arm this time, she grabbed his sleeve.

Who would have thought that Ling Jiuxiao's body was so heavy, like a small mountain. Miaomiao had to use a lot of effort to barely pull him up a little.

As a transformed demon, such strength is really useless.

However, just as Miaomiao sighed with relief at finally pulling Ling Jiuxiao to face her, the fabric of the clothes she had just held in her hands "ripped" and ripped directly from his shoulders...

In an instant, Ling Jiuxiao's chest, which was covered by his clothes, was exposed. In the semi-dim light in the cave, the tight muscle lines were clearly visible.

As his clothes fell off, Miaomiao discovered that Ling Jiuxiao had a deep wound on his chest. His muscles rose and fell slightly with his weak breathing, as if telling of a silent power.

Under the ragged clothes, you can still vaguely see the side-by-side muscle blocks of his abdominal muscles.

At this moment, Miaomiao was so overwhelmed by the beauty that she felt that time had stopped there.

Unfortunately, immediately afterwards, a muffled "bang" sound was heard, which woke Miaomiao up from the seductive male beauty.

Only then did she realize that she had gotten into trouble again...

It was just because of the dragging and tearing of clothes just now, Ling Jiuxiao, whose face was already covered in dirt from falling on the ground, hit the back of his head hard on the hard stone ground.

Miaomiao was stunned, holding the rag in her hand, her face pale with fear...

If I was feeling a little relieved just now, now I am filled with pure worry, and my heart is in my throat.

Immediately afterwards, Miaomiao quickly knelt down to check whether the other person was still breathing. Good, he was still breathing.

The bump on the forehead was still there, and then another big bump appeared on the back of the head...

"Bang bang..."

Miaomiao asked as if asking for help.

Baobao looked at this scene and finally understood the position of his host.

Even though she was being chased by the other party, her unconscious attack on the boss was still deadly.

For example, now it can detect that Ling Jiuxiao is awake, but he doesn't open his eyes even after such a collision. This means that the other party has something very important to ask of its host.

"Now that things have come to this, you should clean up the wound of the Son of Luck first. After all, he has turned around..."

Miaomiao had no choice but to do as she was told, but as she looked at the half-torn cloth in her hand, she didn't know whether to throw it away or not.

Ling Jiuxiao was lying on the cold ground, the wounds on his forehead and back of his head were still painful, but when he felt Miaomiao's gaze on him, he got goosebumps all over his body.

Perhaps, the wounds on his forehead and back of the head can be considered a blessing in disguise, bringing him a bit of luck.

After all, his original method was more difficult, and perhaps Miaomiao would feel resentful if she accepted him.

but now......

Ling Jiuxiao suppressed the joy in his heart; he was a professional at pretending to be dead.

"Well!!"

Alcohol was spilled on the wound, and even Ling Jiuxiao, who had an excellent pain tolerance, almost fainted from the pain without any warning...