The female cannon fodder in the book, the villain instantly turned into a pitiful and coquettish gir

Liu Yaoyao was about to have an intimate contact with Mother Earth, but at the critical moment, she unexpectedly fell into Ling Chenyu's warm embrace. She smiled weakly at Ling Chenyu and whispered, "It's okay, you forgot that I have..."

However, the magic water seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with her. No matter how she called, it just wouldn't appear. She was so anxious, just like the dumplings in the teapot - there was stuff but it couldn't be poured out! She thought: "Why is this magic water not working? What did I do wrong?"

Ling Chenyu's heart skipped a beat when he saw her expression, and he thought to himself, "Could it be that Liu Yaoyao is injured and can't take out the magic water?"

He quickly took out the magic water that Liu Yaoyao had specially stored for emergency use from his storage space. Unexpectedly, he didn't use the magic water, but it came in handy now.

But, the moment he took out the magic water, something magical happened!

The magical water that had been invincible and effective before had just disappeared out of thin air, as if it had evaporated! Ling Chenyu's eyes widened with disbelief: "What's going on?"

He had no time to be surprised, because Liu Yaoyao had fainted. Ling Chenyu was so anxious that he quickly took out his whistle and summoned Leng Ying and Leng Feng, the two buddies who were repairing the canal. The whistle was blown so loudly that the sound was so high that it pierced the eardrums of the birds in the sky.

On the other side, Leng Ying and Leng Feng heard the whistle, immediately dropped their shovels and ran over, their speed was so fast! As soon as they saw this situation, they knew something was wrong and quickly surrounded them.

"Yaoyao, don't scare me, wake up!" Ling Chenyu muttered in his heart, and at the same time hoped that the magical fairy water would appear soon to save Liu Yaoyao's life! He gathered his whole body with momentum, as if he could sweep across the entire Nanyang in the next second.

But at this moment, someone came up to him without knowing the situation. "My Lord, what should we do with these people?" Su Wenxin asked tremblingly.

Su Wenxin was originally a merchant who had fled from Yun Country. When he came here and saw the courtyard with the same name as his, he thought the owner was gone, so he moved in. Unexpectedly, there were servants and maids inside, but when he said that this place was his, the servants actually recognized him as their master without asking any questions.

Now that the real owner Ling Chenyu has come, he naturally doesn't dare to confront him head-on. Moreover, this man just defeated so many bandits by himself, and now that the matter has come to an end, he naturally wants to come here to report and show his presence.

Now that the real culprit is here, he naturally doesn't dare to confront him head-on.

When Ling Chenyu heard the question, he turned his head inch by inch, his eyes like a knife. The reason why these bandits are still alive is just because he hasn't had time to deal with them. He didn't expect them to come to him on their own.

His hair moved without wind, and there was a faint black air around him. The powerful aura quickly spread out from him. Su Wenxin realized that something was wrong, but it was too late to escape. As soon as he moved his feet, he was fixed far away by a powerful force and could no longer move.

Ling Chenyu's attack was merciless, and everyone was either killed or injured. The bandits had already been beaten to a bloody pulp by him, and now they were attacked so fiercely, how could they survive?

Su Wenxin fell to the ground and vomited blood. Fortunately, he was well protected before. This time he was only injured and his life was not in danger. Similar to him were Wang Cuilu and Cui Ya who assassinated Liu Yaoyao.

They were all lying on the ground at this moment, watching Ling Chenyu display his divine power, feeling extremely scared and regretful at the same time.

Leng Ying and Leng Feng rushed to the scene, only to see Ling Chenyu in a mess, as if he had just returned from the battlefield. Both of them felt a pang in their hearts, knowing that their master was really angry this time, and his aura was even more terrifying than a landslide. They were so frightened that they froze in place, not daring to breathe.

This scene can truly be described as "the emperor's wrath, with millions of corpses and blood flowing for thousands of miles." Even the air seemed to freeze, making it hard to breathe.

"What are you two doing standing there? Come over here and get treated for your injuries!" Ling Chenyu shouted, making their ears buzz.

Leng Ying was frightened and rushed over in a hurry, "Yes! Master!"

After a careful inspection, Leng Ying reported cautiously: "Master, the mistress's wound is not deep, but it needs to be bandaged immediately to stop the bleeding. It's just that this wound... the location of the wound is a bit awkward..."

Ling Chenyu looked at Leng Ying coldly, the light in his eyes was so fierce that it seemed to be able to kill people, like an angry wolf, ready to bite its prey at any time.

Leng Ying felt like he was thrown into an ice hole, his whole body was cold, as if he had walked onto the Naihe Bridge, with the King of Hell waving at him from the other side. He made up his mind, closed his eyes, and said, "You need to take off your clothes before applying the medicine. Master, this is the medicine, you can apply it to the mistress."

Leng Ying stuffed the powder into Ling Chenyu's hand and ran away as if he was running for his life. However, he still did not forget his identity and stayed not far away to watch over the two of them, ready to respond to any emergency at any time.

"What's wrong? You look so ugly, as if you saw a ghost." Leng Feng squeezed next to Leng Ying and asked with concern.

"Why do you think the master has such deep feelings for the mistress?"

"Tsk, isn't that nonsense? They are husband and wife, of course they have deep feelings for each other.

Leng Feng responded as a matter of course, but Leng Ying shook his head, obviously not agreeing with Leng Feng's statement. Seeing this, Leng Feng looked at Leng Ying awkwardly, coughed, and listed a lot of things.

"You're right. The grace of saving my life alone is enough for the master to fall in love with him." Leng Ying thought he made a very accurate summary.

"I told you, saving your life does not equal love. It's the mistress... Forget it, you don't understand, you deserve to be a single dog." Leng Feng rolled his eyes in anger, punched Leng Ying, and hid in a tree nearby.

Leng Ying realized it later, "You act like you are not a single person, and you sound like you know a lot."

Although the two of them were bickering verbally, they both knew in their hearts that the relationship between the master and the mistress was something that they, the subordinates, could not understand.

On the other side, Ling Chenyu tremblingly untied Liu Yaoyao's dress. Although his hands were steady as if he had done it thousands of times, his ears were red as if blood was dripping out. His lips trembled as if he was silently chanting some spell, and his eyes were full of clarity and tenderness, as if water was about to drip.

This was his first time! Although he was usually decisive in killing people on the battlefield, he became so cautious when facing the wound of his beloved, fearing that he would hurt her.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and began to carefully treat Liu Yaoyao's wound. Each stroke was as gentle as possible, for fear of hurting her. His eyes were full of tenderness and love, as if he was looking at the most precious treasure in the world.

After treating the wound, Ling Chenyu gently put on Liu Yaoyao's dress, and then sat by the bed to watch over her. His eyes never left her, as if he was guarding his own life.