Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

Wu Yanhan carried Xu Ming on her back and ran downhill without stopping.

Feeling the heavy breathing of the boy on her back, which occasionally brushed against her cheek, Wu Yanhan moved his head to the side a little during her escape.

However, Wu Yanhan hadn't run a few steps before Xu Ming's head swayed and leaned back against her.

Although Wu Yanhan had also suffered considerable injuries and was almost exhausted, she didn't dare stop.

If she stopped, both she and Xu Ming would die!

Who knew when they would be caught up.

But Wu Yanhan realized that no matter how she ran, she couldn't seem to escape this mountain.

If there were no accidents, this mountain should have been set with a magic array.

The more she thought about it, the more ominous Wu Yanhan felt.

It seemed like her group had been set up.

As she ran, suddenly, Wu Yanhan slipped, accidentally stepped into empty air, and fell to the ground.

"Ugh!"

When Wu Yanhan fell to the ground, she landed on Xu Ming, who was still unconscious and groaned.

Wu Yanhan quickly got up and checked Xu Ming's nose.

He was still alive; this guy was indeed tough.

Picking Xu Ming up again, Wu Yanhan continued to run forward, where there were four forks in the path. Wu Yanhan chose one and ran into it.

Having really no strength left, Wu Yanhan found a huge rock leaning against a crevice in the cave wall.

Putting Xu Ming down, she saw that his face was pale, and the shoulder that had been pierced was still dripping blood.

Wu Yanhan pried open Xu Ming's mouth and fed him a hemostatic pill, then took out a bottle of Bloodfloat Citadel's special wound medicine.

However, Wu Yanhan found that both she and Xu Ming were terribly dirty, and there wasn't a clean cloth to bandage him.

"Forget it, what time is it for being so squeamish!"

Looking at Xu Ming's pale lips, Wu Yanhan took a deep breath and took off her clothes.

Around Wu Yanhan's chest was wrapped layer upon layer of thick, clean white cloth.

Wu Yanhan unwrapped the white cloth from her chest.

If Xu Ming were to see this scene, he would definitely exclaim, "Why are this young master's pectoral muscles so exaggerated?"

Wu Yanhan, her cheeks slightly red, took off Xu Ming's clothes, revealing his muscular arms and eight-pack abs.

Wu Yanhan used the water that had gathered from the stalactites on the ground to clean Xu Ming's wound, then poured the wound medicine on it and bandaged it with the clean white cloth.

Wu Yanhan then took out two Bloodfloat Citadel's blood-replenishing pills from her bosom, giving one to Xu Ming and taking one herself.

Leaning against the stone wall of the crevice, the exhausted Wu Yanhan slowly closed her eyes.

Bloodfloat Citadel's blood-replenishing pills could restore the blood and energy of a martial artist below the Yinghun realm to seventy percent of their combat power within two hours, but the pills had the side effect of causing drowsiness.

So Wu Yanhan was gambling, betting that the other party wouldn't find her for the time being.

But Wu Yanhan had no choice; she had no strength to run anymore, and being caught up would also mean death.

Wu Yanhan's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and she finally leaned against Xu Ming and fell asleep in a daze.

Two hours later, Wu Yanhan slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying on Xu Ming's chest.

Wu Yanhan sat up, squeezed her fist, and felt that even if she faced that man, she would have the power to fight.

Wu Yanhan looked at Xu Ming, whose face now had a slight rosy glow, no longer as pale as before.

Picking Xu Ming up again, Wu Yanhan continued to walk forward.

Wu Yanhan felt that she had walked for about an hour? Only then did she reach the end, where there was a cliff face, but moonlight shone from above.

Wu Yanhan tucked Xu Ming under her arm and climbed upwards with one hand.

When Wu Yanhan climbed to the ground, she found herself in front of a clear stream.

It was still within the bounds of Shunan Mountain.

But she should be grateful that Shunan Mountain was very large, probably having temporarily shaken off the other party, since they hadn't caught up for so long.

Wu Yanhan made a fire, then took off her and Xu Ming's clothes, washed the bear dung-smelling clothes in the stream, and put them directly on the fire to dry.

The clothes issued by Bloodfloat Citadel had fire-resistant properties and could be dried in a quarter of an hour.

Wu Yanhan looked around and then at Xu Ming, who was still unconscious.

The smell of bear dung on Wu Yanhan's body made her very uncomfortable.

"He shouldn't...wake up, right?"

Wu Yanhan's eyes darted around, and in the end, she still felt that it should be fine and jumped into the stream to take a bath.

Under the moonlight, the crystal-clear stream slowly slid down Wu Yanhan's body. The girl's long hair was immersed in the water, and the mud and bear dung on her body were washed clean by the stream. The snow-white and delicate skin reflected the softness of the moonlight.

Having shed her man's clothing, the girl's long eyelashes fluttered, carrying droplets of water, possessing a kind of delicate beauty of a maiden in the water.

Although the girl had practiced martial arts for many years, she didn't have the lines of a man's muscles. The lines of her body were still so soft, her abdomen was flat, with defined abdominal muscles.

Her chest was also not a pitiful flat plain, but still had two small hillocks.

Just as Wu Yanhan was comfortably taking a bath, on the shore, Xu Ming slowly opened his eyes.

As Xu Ming's vision gradually cleared, Xu Ming was stunned on the spot.

Looking at the soft and beautiful girl in the stream, Xu Ming rubbed his eyes, feeling that something was wrong, and then looked at her carefully again.

Good heavens!

A wild, beautiful girl?!

Wait, this beautiful girl...

Why does she look so much like Wu Yanhan?

No, that's not right...

This beautiful girl seems to really be Wu Yanhan!

Although I suspected you were a woman, you really are a woman?!

Her figure is not bad, although a little flat, but, well, it's not completely flat, and she hasn't even reached the age of marriage.

When she grows up, one hand should be able to grasp just...

Wu Yanhan turned her head in Xu Ming's direction.

Xu Ming quickly closed his eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep.

Wu Yanhan glanced at Xu Ming, saw that he hadn't woken up, and continued to wash her body.

Xu Ming didn't dare to open his eyes again.

If Wu Yanhan found out that she had been seen naked by him, he had managed to not die in the hands of that Thunderstorm Bear, but might die here instead.

But speaking of which, I'm only 11 years old, I don't understand anything, she shouldn't attack a little kid, right?

Just as Xu Ming was thinking wildly, a rustling sound of water came from the stream.

Wu Yanhan went ashore, put on her dried clothes, and walked to Xu Ming's side, helping Xu Ming put on his clothes.

Before long, Xu Ming smelled the aroma of grilled fish again.

Xu Ming slowly opened his eyes.

"You're awake," Wu Yanhan said, looking at Xu Ming.

"Yeah," Xu Ming nodded, pretending to have just woken up.

But looking at the few grilled fish on the fire, Xu Ming frowned a little.

Xu Ming felt that it wasn't that he was a pervert.

It's just...

This fish just drank Wu Yanhan's bathwater. If I eat the fish, wouldn't that be the same as drinking Wu Yanhan's bathwater?