When Ning Yu returned to her room after watching the stars, it was already midnight.
Bai Xuan had been taken back to the activity room to rest.
Ning Yu and Shen Yiyue discussed their plans after leaving the place:
First, they would retrieve the motorcycle that Fatty Zhao had mentioned, then head to the tourist distribution center to find a map, and finally ride the motorcycle to the survivor gathering at Yida Plaza.
However, even after they had finished discussing, Shen Yiyue still pouted her little lips:
"Xiao Yu... hug hug..."
She muttered softly and plaintively, as if because Ning Yu had been talking to Bai Xuan all the time and had neglected her.
Why does this girl always want hugs?
Ning Yu looked at her, appearing completely drained, and suddenly had a mischievous idea.
She suddenly pounced like a hunting leopard, knocking the bewildered Shen Yiyue down.
"Ah!"
Shen Yiyue, caught off guard, didn't expect Ning Yu to ambush her and was pinned down by the silver-haired little girl on the cushion.
Ning Yu grabbed Shen Yiyue's hands with her small hands, immobilizing her, and pressed her whole body against her delicate frame.
"Why do you always want hugs? Are you a child?"
Ning Yu leaned in close to Shen Yiyue's pretty face, staring at her with amber eyes, a teasing smile on her face.
"Xiao... Xiao Yu, too... too close!"
Shen Yiyue, seeing Ning Yu so close and being stared at, didn't dare to look at her.
It felt like if she turned her head, she would be kissed.
Reds of blush rose from her neck, spreading to her ears.
Faced with Ning Yu's aggressive stance, Shen Yiyue stammered, trying to be tough:
"I... I just... wanted a hug! Can't... can't I recharge?!"
This girl is quite cute when she's shy? Not at all like the usual clingy demon.
Typical high attack, low defense, huh?
Thinking of this, Ning Yu's mischievous heart grew stronger.
She gently moved her little mouth to Shen Yiyue's ear, whispering softly against her earlobe:
"Always wanting to cling, and even help me change clothes."
"I think you, don't really understand, huh?"
The warm, orchid-like breath she exhaled almost made Shen Yiyue crash, her eyes turning into spirals:
"Understand... understand... understand what??"
The silver hair at her ear touched Shen Yiyue's cheek, making her feel ticklish, and Ning Yu continued to whisper in her ear:
"Want to hug~ enough~?"
"Ah!"
Shen Yiyue suddenly turned into a boiling kettle, letting out a whistling sound, her face flushed, closing her eyes and trembling her eyelashes, unable to speak.
Is that all? Is that all?
The silver-haired little girl revealed a triumphant, mischievous smile.
She silently got up and sat beside Shen Yiyue, looking at her still stunned state with a cold expression.
"Hey, how long are you going to lie like that?"
Ning Yu spoke again, as if looking at a fool.
Shen Yiyue, who had been closing her eyes and blushing, didn't dare to move.
Hearing Ning Yu's words, she suddenly opened her eyes.
Seeing Ning Yu's smug look, where was the aggressive demeanor from before, she immediately realized.
"Stinky Xiao Yu, you dared to tease me!!"
She angrily scrambled up, the blush still not fading from her face.
She grabbed The Stranger hardcover book from the side, ready to throw it at Ning Yu.
Ning Yu was faster, snatching the book first and placing it aside.
Then she once again subdued her with the same move.
"Let me go!! Stinky Xiao Yu!!"
Knowing her strength couldn't match the little girl's, she could only pound the cushion in impotent rage.
"How about it, next time you still want to cling?"
Ning Yu teased.
Shen Yiyue, thinking of the previous scene, felt her heart race again, but her mouth was still tough:
"Next time... next time I still dare!!"
Ning Yu rolled her eyes, truly at a loss with her, and got up, releasing her.
Shen Yiyue finally got up, but seemed extremely wronged, turning her head and not speaking.
With an 'hmph, I'm angry' expression, even Ning Yu could see the angry black lines above her head.
Ning Yu rubbed her forehead, feeling truly helpless with this silly girl, tentatively asked:
"Are you angry...?"
"I'm angry! Can't be soothed!!"
Shen Yiyue stubbornly said, her face full of small grievances.
Ning Yu walked over, opened her pink lotus-like arms, standing in front of her:
"Come, hug hug."
"Yay!!!"
Shen Yiyue let out a surprised cheer, her sulky expression instantly disappeared, directly performing a face-changing act, turning to hug Ning Yu:
"Battery fully charged!!!"
Ning Yu could only reveal an expression of 'truly defeated by you'.
It was very late, and after such a commotion, they were both very tired, Shen Yiyue was about to sleep.
She had already laid down on the cushion.
Then her gaze fell on Ning Yu suddenly taking out two broken blades.
She didn't get up, just muttered in confusion:
"Xiao Yu? Isn't that your sword, how did it break... Ah!!"
Before she could finish, she saw Ning Yu slash her own arm.
Shen Yiyue showed a panicked expression, all drowsiness gone, hurrying over.
"What are you doing?! Why self-harm?"
Ning Yu was a bit speechless, but it really couldn't be helped, the way to repair this sword was really bizarre.
She slowly explained:
"I have no choice, this is how to repair my sword."
"To... to repair with blood?"
Shen Yiyue stared at Ning Yu's bleeding arm, seeing the blood flow onto the broken blade, not dripping down at all.
Instead, it was all absorbed, and the entire blade emitted a crimson glow.
Shen Yiyue, seeing the silver-haired little girl's gradually pale face, felt heartache for Ning Yu's blood-feeding method.
So she also extended her soft, fair arm to Ning Yu:
"Can you use my blood? I'll help you with half~"
Ning Yu gently shook her head:
"No, it has to be my blood."
Shen Yiyue showed a disappointed expression, could only stay beside Ning Yu, afraid she would faint from excessive blood loss.
Ning Yu didn't stop her, anyway, she had a good grasp of her limits, would stop before reaching danger.
[Task: The Day the Broken Sword is Reforged Progress Updated 9%]
[Task: The Day the Broken Sword is Reforged Progress Updated 10%]
Ning Yu's mind kept receiving task progress updates.
No, it was already at the limit.
Around 10% or so, Ning Yu felt if she continued, there would be danger, she quickly grabbed the first aid kit to stop the bleeding.
Shen Yiyue also hurried to help.
Ning Yu looked at the Crimson War Blade that had finished absorbing blood, the red light flashing had disappeared, she willed it, putting the sword back into the space.
After doing all this, she just felt a bit dizzy, casually leaned, her silver hair spread on Shen Yiyue's shoulder.
"Tired, let's sleep."
The silver-haired little girl leaned on Shen Yiyue and closed her eyes, letting out a drowsy voice.
Other swords take the lives of zombies, take the lives of others.
This sword, however, takes my own life.
Shen Yiyue looked at Ning Yu leaning over, also revealed a faint smile, gently supporting Ning Yu.
The two simply laid down like this, falling into a deep sleep.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
