C98 (1/2)

In almost an instant, the green wind blade arrived and hit Yi Feng's back without any surprise. However, Yi Feng smiled at the girl in his arms and teased, ”I'm hugging you again.”

”No.” Tears fell from the young girl's eyes but their shouts were unable to stop the wind blades. Peng! Both of them were sent flying. However, Yi Feng continued to hug the young girl, not harming her at all.

The moment Liu Li Jing'er landed on the ground, she could feel that her hands were covered in blood from Yi Feng's hand.

”Yi Feng, are you alright …” Liu Jing'er's eyes were filled with tears. This was the first time she cried for a man. She couldn't suppress the pain in her heart and didn't get out of Yi Feng's embrace. Just like that, their skin and eyes met.

”I'm not dead yet, hehe.” Yi Feng laughed lightly, but his back was burning in pain. If it wasn't for the Fire Dragon Armor, Yi Feng would definitely have died.

”I'll give you Bazaar.” The young girl prepared to stand up, but Yi Feng was still tightly hugging her. His face was flushed red, but he did not struggle.

”You're beautiful.” Looking at the girl's pretty face, Yi Feng could not help but to say. His voice did not sound like he was praising her from the bottom of his heart.

”Then how long do you want to hold me?” The young girl laughed. Her eyes were like crescent moons, and she looked incomparably shy.

”Mn, sorry …” Yi Feng then realized that the two's movements were extremely intimate. His hands were still hugging the girl's back, and he immediately let go, an awkward expression on his face.

”I'll bandage it for you.” Liu Li Jing'er stood up and took out a bunch of bottles from her storage ring, and inside them were all kinds of healing pills.

Yi Feng took off his own white shirt, revealing the Fire Dragon Armor and the Resting Armour. He then got Liu Jing Jing'er to bandage his bare upper body.

The two of them felt a little awkward. Liu Li Jing'er's face was flushed red as she said in a mosquito-like voice, ”Lie down, your back is facing me.”

Yi Feng was lying on his face, waiting for Jing Er to apply the medicine.

Yi Feng was not seriously injured this time. The main problem was his skin injury. It would only take half a day to heal his body. However, Yi Feng was alert. Those were two layers of restrictions. He almost made a big mistake by being careless.

Looking at Yi Feng's back, Jing'er couldn't stop her tears from flowing. On Yi Feng's back, there were wounds, sword scars, knife scars, whip wounds, and dozens of other scars. Just how much pain had this young man suffered?

These were the injuries Yi Feng had suffered in the battle in Yuantan City. While Yi Feng was heavily injured and had fought ten consecutive battles, injuries were unavoidable. However, from another point of view, Yi Feng had paid far more than the same year.

Yi Feng could feel the young girl's tears falling beside him. He understood and felt touched. He then said softly, ”Jing Er, do you have parents?”

”Yes, father and mother love me dearly.” Although she didn't know what Yi Feng was thinking, Jing'er still replied.

”Yes, my parents left when I was ten. They never came back.” A hint of sadness appeared in Yi Feng's eyes. He didn't know why he was talking to Jing Er about these things, but this was the first time Yi Feng was telling others about these things. He kept these things buried in his heart, so maybe he would feel better.

”Since I was young, I couldn't cultivate. A few months ago, I had a master, which allowed me to cultivate. But then my master died.” Yi Feng continued on, as if he had returned to the past, the sadness in his eyes grew even stronger.

He was still a teenager, why did he have to endure such great pain? Without thinking, he blurted out, ”I will stay by your side, I won't leave you alone.”