Quick Wear: Cannon Fodder Survival Manual: Saving the Villain

Shen Yingjin tilted her head and stared blankly at the peach blossom branch for a while, then when she came back to her senses, she couldn't help but smile softly and said, "Thank you."

Leng Yufeng shook his head, got up and went out.

Shen Yingjin stared at his back for a long time before she remembered that Leng Yufeng had not yet told her about their relationship.

During the conversation just now, Leng Yufeng told him some of the rumors about Shen Yingjin in the martial arts world, and also told him his name "Leng Yufeng".

But it was just a name. Leng Yufeng's identity and the relationship between the two were still not mentioned.

Indeed, Leng Yufeng deliberately did not mention it.

As long as the two of them get along normally, Shen Yingjin can probably guess most of the things about something just by her imagination.

He had no intention of deceiving Ah Jin, but he was afraid that Ah Jin would leave him after knowing her identity, so he wanted that day to come later.

After all, the Jianghu dimension is different from the modern world. He doesn't know whether Shen Yingjin had deep-rooted ideas about the distinction between good and evil before she lost her memory.

If there is, at least after the two of them have been together for a while, Shen Yingjin will definitely have some feelings for him, and she probably won't just leave or chase him away...

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For the next six months, Shen Yingjin spent most of his time in bed recuperating from his injuries. Later, when his injuries had improved, he went out to practice swordplay.

His right arm was badly injured and he could no longer lift heavy objects, so Shen Yingjin started over again using his left hand, and each move was as difficult as that of a beginner.

On this day, Shen Yingjin was practicing sword under the peach tree in the courtyard again.

It snowed last night.

There were no longer the peach blossoms that had bloomed so abundantly half a year ago on the tree. Instead, there was only a tree full of snow-white petals, falling with the movement of Shen Yingjin's sword.

Shen Yingjin started coughing after practicing for a while and couldn't stop. It sounded like she was going to cough out her lungs.

Suddenly, a warm feeling fell on my shoulders.

Shen Yingjin knew who it was without even thinking.

Leng Yufeng draped the snow-white fox fur coat over Shen Yingjin's shoulders and raised his hand to hand her a handkerchief.

Shen Yingjin turned her head and naturally took the handkerchief handed to her by Leng Yufeng, covered her lips with it, and coughed softly a few times.

"Go back, it's cold."

Shen Yingjin was very obedient and handed the Changhe Sword in her hand to Leng Yufeng.

Leng Yufeng raised his hand to take it, then took out the rabbit fur hot water bottle that he had prepared earlier from his sleeve and stuffed it into Shen Yingjin's hand.

Over the past six months, Leng Yufeng has collected the best medicinal herbs in the world, and asked Xiao Cang, who is known as the "miracle doctor" on Futu Mountain, to treat Shen Yingjin. Although there was some effect after his careful treatment, it was not much.

Only a small part of Shen Yingjin's originally powerful internal energy was retained, and his body became extremely weak. He would cough for a long time when the cold wind blew, and would catch a cold if he was not careful.

For this reason, Leng Yufeng directly handed over most of the matters on Futu Mountain to his eldest disciple Yan Shan, and he himself had been taking care of Shen Yingjin very carefully, for fear that Shen Yingjin would accidentally get a serious illness.

Shen Yingjin held the soft hot water bottle in her hand, and the sadness in her heart could no longer be concealed.

At this moment, he really wanted to ask Leng Yufeng why he was so nice to him...

Shen Yingjin was in poor health, and even though Leng Yufeng didn't restrict him, he rarely wandered around in the mountains.

A few days ago, Shen Yingjin sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the window for the nth time. Leng Yufeng saw it and said that he would accompany him for a stroll in the mountains in the afternoon.

However, Xiao Cang said that he had something to talk to Leng Yufeng about, and it was related to Che Gu, so Leng Yufeng had no choice but to stand him up.

Shen Yingjin didn't care. She put on her cloak and strolled slowly along the path.

Before we knew it, we arrived at the entrance to the dungeon on Mount Futu.

Shen Yingjin originally wanted to leave, but several gatekeepers at the dungeon entrance saw him and greeted him respectfully.

Shen Yingjin had no choice but to return the gift and walked in hesitantly.

Everything in the dungeon was horrific.

He pieced together some information from their sad words and realized that many of them were righteous knights in the martial arts world.

Shen Yingjin was a little dazed. In the past six months, Leng Yufeng was unwilling to talk, so he never tried to find out Leng Yufeng's identity.

Leng Yufeng treated him very well, and everyone on Futu Mountain treated him very well. No one treated him harshly.

Although sometimes he saw that the internal strength and moves used by the people here were mostly insidious, he had doubts, but he would not think too much about it.

It was during his trance that a man started yelling at him:

"Shen Yingjin! You, you actually teamed up with this evil mountain! You are unworthy of being a righteous person in the martial arts world!!! You will not die a good death--"

When Shen Yingjin came to his senses, a child in the mountains had already raised his hand and shot a flying knife, which directly cut the man's neck, and then said to him apologetically:

"Please forgive me, sir. That man is crazy... He is talking nonsense."

Shen Yingjin's face turned pale. He nodded blankly, forced a smile, and finally took a look at the face of the person who had just yelled at him, then turned and left.

After he left the dungeon, he was distracted and unknowingly returned to the cabin where he lived.

Leng Yufeng came back soon after and explained to him that Che Gu had done something unforgivable and had been expelled from Futu Mountain.

Shen Yingjin didn't pay much attention to this statement. He was still thinking about what the man in the dungeon said, and he felt very uncomfortable.

But he did not ask. He kept everything in his heart and everything went on as usual for a few days.

Leng Yufeng was still very kind to him and he was very attentive. He would pay attention to everything about Shen Yingjin.

He would notice even the smallest details, such as whether Shen Yingjin took a few extra bites of a dish during a meal, and he would take every aspect into consideration.

The hot water bottle in Shen Yingjin's hand exuded warmth, which made the sadness in his heart more obvious.

Only if you care, you will feel sad about this concealment.

He had to admit that he had already fallen for Leng Yufeng's tenderness.

After Leng Yufeng handed over the hot water bottle, he noticed that Shen Yingjin had paused. He tightened his grip on the hilt of the Changhe sword, thought for a moment, and said:

"Didn't you practice enough? When the weather gets warmer in a few days, I—"

He originally wanted to say that he wanted to practice with Shen Yingjin.

He had always thought about this, but because Ajin was in poor health, he was afraid that if he lost control of his internal energy, he might accidentally hurt Shen Yingjin, so he only occasionally corrected Shen Yingjin's movements behind him and had never practiced with him.

But Shen Yingjin seemed to have an inexplicable obsession with regaining his sword moves, so he thought that they could practice together after a while, which should help him regain the moves faster.

But before he finished speaking, Shen Yingjin said restlessly: "I'm tired."

Leng Yufeng stopped talking. He secretly glanced at Shen Yingjin's face and found that he looked very unhappy, so he could only say aggrievedly: "Then go back to your room and have a good rest..."