Sick beauty boss just wants salted fish [different world]

In front of a huge mirror, Wu Baishuang was examining herself in the mirror.

Long hair as white as frost and snow was lazily draped over his shoulders, and those pale blue eyes were staring intently at the dagger that pierced his chest with a bit of unconcealable interest.

The person holding this dagger is Wu Baishuang himself.

Dark red blood slowly flowed from his chest, however, the expected pain did not come, but for a moment, the dark red blood flowed back along the direction of the blade, and an incredible force was repairing his body from the dying state as ever.

Witnessing this unreasonable scene with his own eyes, Wu Baishuang pulled the dagger out of his chest and placed it horizontally in front of his eyes.

The edge of the dagger glowed with a cold light, and it was so clean that there was not a trace of blood.

"I really can't die."

Wu Baishuang muttered to herself in a low voice.

Even though Wu Baishuang had stabbed himself just now, he had no intention of committing suicide.On the contrary, he is a person who cherishes life very much.

Wu Baishuang's natural spirit is an extremely rare power of ice cold, and the accompanying cold air erodes his meridians day and night, forming a cold poison in his body for many years.When the cold poison completely erodes the heart and lungs, he will die soon.

Therefore, it is Wu Baishuang's daily task to follow the doctor's orders and strive to continue his life.

But not long ago, Wu Baishuang awakened a strange consciousness.

This consciousness told him that he was one of the villains in a fantasy novel, his fate was completely controlled by the plot, and his death was the day after the protagonist reached the pinnacle of martial arts, and it could not be changed.

At first, Wu Baishuang didn't believe it.

But after he witnessed an unexpected beast horde attacking the imperial city planned by the plot, Wu Baishuang felt the need to test his own fate.

Right now, the verification result is clear.

In addition to the fact that the plot can kill him, even a dagger piercing his heart can't hurt him at all. Naturally, his innate terminally ill cold poison is nothing.

Wu Baishuang narrowed her eyes slightly, sheathed the dagger in satisfaction, and threw it into the interspatial ring.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-!"

At this moment, there was an extremely regular knock on the door from outside.

"Young Master, at three o'clock in the next year, it's time for you to drink the medicine." The attendant's respectful and polite voice came from outside the door.

The joy that had not yet surfaced on Wu Baishuang's face quickly faded into an expressionless pensive face after hearing the attendant's words.

Drinking medicine was originally one of the steps that he had to repeat in his daily life.

If it was placed in the past, Wu Baishuang would definitely not neglect to drink the medicine.But now it's different-

Since the cold poison can't affect the length of his life at all, why doesn't he choose a more comfortable way to live?

However, if he refuses to take the medicine, he is afraid that others will regard him as a lunatic who wants to die, so he has to find a way.

Wu Baishuang glanced at the well-growing bonsai on the table, his eyes were a little bright.

"Young Master?!"

It seems that because Wu Baishuang didn't hear the answer, the attendant outside the door raised his voice and asked again.

"Come in."

Wu Baishuang responded.At this time, he had already walked away from the mirror, and sat down on the soft seat, with his head propped on half of his hand, his eyelids were half-drooped as if he was tired, and he looked listless.

The red sandalwood door was pushed open by an attendant, and after he came in with a tray of medicine bowls, he immediately noticed Wu Baishuang's "poor condition".

"Young master, your complexion doesn't look very good. Is it because of the cold poison again? Do you want to call the doctor for you?"

Wu Baishuang avoided the attendant's worried eyes without any trace, and he pursed his lips and said, "No, it's an old problem, you put down the medicine and prepare bath water for me. I'll take a rest and I'll be fine."

The attendant did not suspect him, he put down the tray and the medicine bowl in front of Wu Baishuang, and said worriedly, "It must be that the previous battle with the beast horde consumed too much spiritual power, so that the cold poison was released. You can take advantage of this opportunity. This subordinate will go and prepare millennium cold pool water for you."

Wu Baishuang frowned uncontrollably when he heard the words "thousand-year cold pond water", but soon he came back to his senses, controlled the expression on his face, nodded and said, "...well. You go Bar."

"Subordinates retire."

Seeing the attendants leave, Wu Baishuang's eyes fell on the bowl of medicine in front of him again.

He has been drinking this medicine for 18 years. The strong bitter taste is unbearable, but it has little effect.Medicinal juice can only suppress the cold poison and spread slowly, but cannot get rid of the cold poison.

Thinking of this, Wu Baishuang reached out to pick up the medicine bowl, and let the black medicine juice in the bowl fall into the bonsai along the edge of the porcelain white bowl, becoming nourishment.

After putting the empty medicine bowl back into the tray, Wu Baishuang felt an unprecedented sense of comfort.

But this is not over yet, the attendant who was dismissed by him just now is preparing the Millennium Cold Pool Water.

Soaking in the millennium cold pool water can temporarily balance the cold poison in Wu Baishuang's body.Although it was not enough to freeze Wu Baishuang to death, the pool itself was bitterly cold, requiring him to endure it for an hour every day.

After pouring the concoction just now, Wu Baishuang naturally didn't want to soak in the millennium cold pool water.Moreover, it is said that soaking in hot springs is a kind of enjoyment that will make people extremely comfortable physically and mentally.

But where can he go to take a hot bath that no one knows and will not be disturbed?

Wu Baishuang rested her chin in thought.

There are not many hot springs in the imperial city of the Xi Kingdom. Except for the private hot springs in noble mansions, there are always many people in other hot springs for common people.

Wu Baishuang doesn't like to take a bath with others, and he grew up in an aristocratic family since he was a child, so he's a bit of a clean freak.

There seems to be only a remote lake in the outskirts of the imperial city where there are no people.

Wu Baishuang took down a reference book explaining the fire spirit array from the bookshelf. The principle of hot springs is that the water temperature can reach the comfortable temperature of the human body. Putting a fire spirit array in an ordinary small lake can theoretically solve the problem he is facing. The problem.

At this moment, outside the door, the attendants who had prepared the thousand-year-old cold pool water and came back respectfully spoke out. "Master Di, your bath water is ready."

"En." Wu Baishuang recovered from his thoughts, and after a reply, he put the book into the space ring and prepared to go to the bath.

The bathing pool was not far from the bedroom, and the attendants did not dare to go beyond the entrance of the bathing pool after following them, and stayed where they were respectfully.

The jade-white stone gate slowly closed under Wu Baishuang's gaze.

No one was around.Wu Baishuang immediately took out the space teleportation talisman from his space ring, and after crushing it, Wu Baishuang's figure was swallowed by the space crack.

At this time, the twilight of the sky faded, and the night was approaching.

There is silence outside the outskirts of the imperial city. In the dense forest, weeds that no one has stepped on grow wantonly, and there may be unknown monsters hidden in the night.

In addition, there was a wave of beasts attacking the city not long ago, and some high-level monsters might stay in the outskirts of the imperial city, so no one dared to wander in the suburbs after nightfall.

But for Wu Baishuang, high-level monsters are far less uncomfortable than soaking in the Millennium Cold Pool.

Although Wu Baishuang's natural spirit is accompanied by cold poison, he is extremely talented in cultivation, and his promotion speed is far faster than that of his peers. At the age of 16, he became the youngest sky-level cultivator in Xi Country.

Now Wu Baishuang is gone, except that he has not enjoyed the leisurely life that a noble young master should have, but every time there is a war of beast hordes, there is always a place for him.

Skimming through the woods, Wu Baishuang soon found a small lake in a remote location.

He took out the fire spirit crystal, and first placed a heated fire spirit array on the lake.While waiting for the lake to heat up, some fish in the lake that felt the change in water temperature were so hot that their heads popped out, gurgling and spitting bubbles.

After all, this is not a natural hot spring.

Wu Baishuang thought for a moment, and then set up a spirit formation, dividing the lake into half for bathing, and the other half for the lake creatures to live.

After everything was ready, Wu Baishuang took out her bathrobe from the interspatial ring, and soaked herself in the warm lake water.

At that moment, the cold air in his body began to spread uncontrollably, which was a sign of the spread of cold poison.But soon, another unprecedented sense of comfort was transmitted from the skin to the brain, which made Wu Baishuang's limbs and bones couldn't help but relax.

No wonder everyone likes hot springs, it is indeed a life worth enjoying.

Wu Baishuang narrowed her eyes comfortably.

Previously, due to the restriction of cold poison, Wu Baishuang was restricted too much.The shadow of not knowing when he will die hangs over him, and he works hard every day to continue his life.After awakening the consciousness about the plot, Wu Baishuang no longer has any burdens.

Before dying, Wu Baishuang planned to enjoy his limited life.

Anyway, the protagonist, that guy named Chu Yan, will take decades to reach the pinnacle of martial arts.

Rather than drinking bitter medicine for decades and soaking in cold pool water for thousands of years, it is better to be a leisurely nobleman... After all, the plot is irresistible, just like death is inevitable, but people can at least choose a way to make themselves comfortable come to spend.

Wu Baishuang thought about it.

When he was thinking about his life, time passed quickly, and the temperature in the lake water became a little cold due to the consumption of the formation spirit crystals.

Wu Baishuang subconsciously took out a new Fire Spirit Crystal from the space ring, intending to add energy to the formation.

"Roar--!!"

A hoarse animal roar came from the forest not far away, breaking Wu Baishuang's leisurely bath time.

There was a bit of heat in the air, and the evening wind carried a faint fishy smell, most likely the monsters that had not completely dissipated after the beast tide.

"This monster has such a good nose? I just took out the Fire Spirit Crystal, so it smelled it?" Wu Baishuang was a little surprised at the speed at which the monster came towards her.

Afterwards, his eyes fell on the direction where the monster came, and he turned the Fire Spirit Crystal in his hand a little carelessly, and threw it upwards.

One hundred feet, fifty feet, twenty feet, ten feet—

The icy cold spiritual power burst out from Wu Baishuang's hands at that moment, and the frost and snow swept across the treetops, turning into sharp ice crystals, and went straight to the head of the running monster.

The restless air returned to silence, and Wu Baishuang withdrew her hand.

With his strength, monsters below level nine are not a threat to him.

But before Wu Baishuang saw what kind of beast he had killed, a scrutinizing gaze suddenly fell on him.

"?"

Wu Baishuang was stunned for not realizing that there were outsiders before, and then raised her eyelids in the direction of that gaze.

The man had rare pure black hair, his back was facing the moonlight, his face was not very clear, except for some cold and hard outlines, only a pair of dark red eyes could be vaguely seen.There was a sense of scrutiny in those eyes. Apart from guard, there was also a sense of aggression that could not be ignored.

Wu Baishuang: "..."

It was obviously this person who interrupted him to take a bath first, but this kind of staring made it seem like he had done something to him—wait, pure black hair, dark red eyes.

Has such a special appearance—the protagonist Chu Yan?

Thinking of this possibility, Wu Baishuang's heart suddenly became less calm.

Because in the plot, the protagonist Chu Yan will have an enmity with him in the future.

[The Wu family learned of a folk prescription, and wanted to plunder the origin of the protagonist Chu Yan's natural fire, and nourish Wu Baishuang's cold poison. 】

If a cultivator's origin is taken away, it is almost the same as killing him.It is not surprising that Chu Yan would hate the Wu family because of this.

But the plot of the feud has not yet started, and Chu Yan doesn't know himself, so it's better to be a stranger and drive him away, so as not to affect his bath.

Thinking of this, Wu Baishuang spoke first, "Who are you? What are you doing here?" If you have nothing to do, hurry up and don't disturb others taking a bath.

"hunting."

A cold and guarded voice sounded from in front of Wu Baishuang, interrupting his unspoken words of driving away the guests without warning.

"Ok?"

What are you hunting for?

Wu Baishuang blinked her eyes, and looked at Chu Yan involuntarily with a somewhat confused expression.

The words on the other side were silent for a while, and then he said coldly, "The monster you killed just now."

"!"

Wu Baishuang opened his eyes wide.

Chu Yan hunts monsters.

Could it be the eighth-level Fiery Tiger?

According to the plot, after the beast horde attacked the city, Chu Yan hunted the eighth-level fire tiger in the outskirts of the imperial city, so as to make up the last travel expenses for leaving the imperial city.

But now, the eighth-level fire tiger that Chu Yan should have hunted was killed by Wu Baishuang first.

Wu Baishuang tilted her head slightly, her eyes glanced at Chu Yan, and looked at the dead monster behind him.It was indeed an eighth-level fire tiger, and only his own ice-attribute spiritual power could kill it, and Chu Yan never made a move.

How could this be?

Although he made a move, according to the plot, the eighth-level fire tiger should die in the hands of Chu Yan, not him.But the current situation has changed the plot.

Wu Baishuang turned his head hesitantly, and turned his gaze back to Chu Yan.

Could it be that the problem lies with the main character?