Fast time travel: She falls in love with the villain every day

Chapter 167 The First Trick of Love Cheats

Zhong Yimiao squeezed forward, Yin Penghuan naturally stepped aside, and unfortunately stepped on Wan Tuo again.

"I'm sorry, little brother."

She moved her feet away with a dry smile, raised her hands and shook them innocently.

Wan Teng: ...

Isn't it easy to dodge her mere kick with Wan Teng's skill?

If it was a coincidence that he didn't dodge it once, then it's worth thinking about if he didn't dodge it the second time...

She moved her foot away thinking about it, and suddenly stepped on a soft but hard thing like a turtle shell. This thing was embedded in the ground, only the upper part was exposed.

The touch doesn't seem very friendly.

[Host, congratulations on successfully stepping on the entrance of the secret realm! 】

what! ?

She moved her foot slowly and looked at everyone: "I seem to have stepped on something..."

The moment she moved away, there was a tremor of landslides and ground cracks, and the mountain suddenly collapsed downward as if it had lost its focus!
Jiu Fang subconsciously protected Zhong Yimiao in front of him. Wen Renqin originally wanted to catch Yin Penghuan, but she suddenly fell into a crack and fell so fast that she couldn't catch her at all.

Wan Teng, who was beside Yin Penghuan, had long since disappeared. He was anxious for a moment, but Yu Jian rushed down.

It is said that Yin Penghuan, who is falling rapidly in the crack, is still...

Very calm.

There is no plan to let Wentian come out.

"Second Senior Sister!"

She looked up in surprise and met a pair of worried eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

Did Wan Teng rush down desperately just now?

She murmured softly:
"The side effects of this bond... are pretty big..."

How could Wan Teng, who was devoted to Wen Renqin, jump down to save her?
【Host, if you fall down at this speed again, you will either die or be disabled. 】

As soon as the system finished speaking, a sword suddenly landed at her feet and caught her firmly, causing her to stop falling instantly.

Yin Penghuan's complexion changed slightly, this is not her sword!

She didn't even draw her sword, because she was thinking of Wentian, a natural tool bird, so she didn't bother to draw her sword, after all, there was still a while.

Yin Penghuan looked up, and sure enough, he saw Wan Qi flying in mid-air, his aura leaked out, his clothes fluttered, and he couldn't see his face clearly at the moment, but it shouldn't be very good.

Although Wan Teng has a high level of cultivation, it is still quite difficult to save her and save himself with one mind and two minds.

Yin Penghuan raised his head, raised his voice and said:
"Junior brother, put away your sword, I can stabilize my body by myself."

Wan Cheng laughed when he heard the words:

"Is Second Senior Sister joking?"

Yin Penghuan: "..."

Is this despising her cultivation?
Wan Teng's unfriendly voice had no intention of withdrawing his sword at all, but no matter how restrained he was, Yin Penghuan could still hear the trill from his words.

[Host, be careful!There's a rock falling on you! 】

The system found it quickly, but Wan Teng found it even faster. In a blink of an eye, he shot and smashed the flying rock, but he was also hit by another one, and his whole body fell weightlessly like a bird with a broken wing!
Without the blessing of Wan Teng's spiritual power, the sword under Yin Penghuan's feet also plummeted.

"Ask God!"

A phoenix sound came, Wentian suddenly appeared in his original form, and swooped down to catch Yin Penghuan.

Yin Penghuan stroked the golden feathers on the back of its head and hurriedly said, "Save Wanqi!"

The crack was too narrow, and Wentian could only shrink his body as much as possible to avoid the falling gravel, but he was still hit several times inevitably.

Her vajra cover is useless against Wentian's animal form, so she can only draw her sword to help it deal with the debris flying around.

However, the Wancheng people were finally saved.

They also made it to the end, the golden feathers on Wentian's left wing were dripping with blood, in this state, not only could it not transform into a human form, but it would even become a palm-sized bird.

Yin Penghuan calmed down, took out a Shenmu from the storage bag, poured spiritual energy into Wentian's wound, and saw that the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yin Penghuan touched the cluster of colorful feathers on the forehead, and said warmly:

"Thank you, Wentian, you can rest in the spirit beast ring first."

Wentian snorted, turned his head arrogantly and broke away from Yin Penghuan's hand, and quickly returned to the spirit beast ring. If it was in human form at this time, Yin Penghuan would definitely be able to see its slightly red cheeks.

She breathed a sigh of relief, stroking the spirit beast ring on her fingertips, and suddenly remembered that there was another person, so she glanced at Wan Teng beside her:

"Little brother, although I am very grateful to you for saving me just now, you should wake up too, right?"

Someone who was obviously in good condition just now suddenly fell to the ground and became unconscious?
She was still a little skeptical.

Wan Teng heard the words, his ears moved slightly, and he opened his eyes the next moment, but his face was still pale and frighteningly pale, as if some mortuary had just confiscated a corpse.

He got up to meditate, circulated the spiritual power in his body, spoke calmly, and said palely: "Second Senior Sister, I seem to be injured... Do you still have..."

Seeing that he was back to normal, Yin Penghuan suddenly stepped forward to feel his pulse:
"Are you injured? But it wasn't..."

As soon as she got closer, a strong smell of blood suddenly rushed into her nostrils, making her frown involuntarily.

She quickly grabbed one of Wan Teng's arms and lifted her robe, and a ferocious scratch came into her eyes.

"When? Is that piece of gravel just now?"

As she spoke, she took out an "ordinary" pill from the storage bag and fed it to Wan Cheng's mouth for him to swallow.

"I'll treat your wound, so don't move."

After she finished speaking, she took out the medicine box she made from the storage bag, took out the medicine bottle, sake and a few pieces of cloth of the same length, and carefully treated Wancheng's wound with downcast eyes.

Wan Teng's eyes also quietly fell on her serious face, and her long eyelashes that did not tremble, suddenly something was breaking out in her heart, waiting to germinate.

It is like a seedling meeting the first ray of sunshine and clear water in life, working hard and longing to grow upwards, just wanting to touch the light faster.

He wanted to grab that beam of light and shine it for him alone. He didn't know or understand what kind of feeling it was.

But he wanted to catch it.

"Okay, little brother."

Putting the medicine box into the storage bag, Yin Penghuan breathed a sigh of relief, when Wan Teng suddenly asked her:
"Second Senior Sister, if it was me who fell just now, would you jump down to save me?"

"Of course." Yin Penghuan smiled suddenly and touched his forehead. Seeing that he didn't have a fever, he landed on his shoulder:

"You are my little junior brother, why didn't I save you? Don't always look down on me, your senior sister. It's just that I didn't draw my sword just now. If I did, would I still need you to save me?"

She spoke swearingly, without shame, without guilt.

Wan Teng looked down at the wound on his arm first, then raised his eyes and said lightly: "But Second Senior Sister..."

Seeing him hesitate to speak, Yin Penghuan asked:
"But what?"

"Second Senior Sister doesn't seem to have your sword with you, and Second Senior Sister's sword flying skills are also very poor. Even if Second Senior Sister brought a sword, but in the sudden situation just now, Second Senior Sister, the probability of your sword success is probably Zero."

Yin Penghuan: "..."

……

(End of this chapter)