The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

You are human?” Yu Ying looked at the handsome god-like man before her eyes, totally flabbergasted. She thought    

that Shui Miao was already a very good-looking male, but the man in front of her was countless times better than    

Shui Miao. If this man in front of her were compared to the sun, then Shui Miao was just a firefly that ran around    

the grass!    

Xiu did not pay attention to Yu Ying’s inquiry, but went straight toward the three elves instead.    

The three elves were already so close to the enemy, yet they still could not perceive the aura of the “human” in front    

of them.    

In the blink of an eye, Xiu’s figure turned into a white light, like lightning that passed through the three elves.    

By the time the figure of Xiu appeared behind the three elves, six waves of bright red blood spurted out from the    

shoulders of the three of them!    

In the twinkling of an eye, the six arms of the three elves were cut off soundlessly!    

What made Yu Ying feel even more incredulous was that, aside from the previous bloodstain on his shoulder, a    

second stain of blood could not be found on the body of this human being!    

Yu Ying looked up at Xiu, who had already arrived in front of her. Such a handsome man, she was willing to raise    

her head and look up at him.    

However, in the next second, Yu Ying’s eyes suddenly got wider, and threads of blood ran down from her slim neck,    

dying her white skin red. She hastily covered her neck in horror, but more blood spilled over her fingertips.    

The arrogant and insidious female elf fell on her knees with a thump, and a large stream of blood painted the earth    

under her body red. In a flurry, her whole body collapsed to the ground.    

The three elves who had their arms cut off also folded down to the ground due to continuous bleeding.    

The swaths of blood painted the ground in front of the Moonshine Tribe’s gate into a red scene which was    

unpleasant to the eyes.    

The handsome-as-a-god Xiu gracefully turned around, his two feet floating in the air, so that even the soles of his    

shoes were not contaminated with their filthy blood. He slowly “walked” to Shen Yanxiao, stretched out his arms    

and carried Shen Yanxiao up.    

“I don’t want to wash clothes.” Shen Yanxiao endured the severe pain with great difficulty and looked at Xiu who    

had a grim complexion. The blood on her body had already stained his white clothes. He clearly did not like filth, so    

why did he bother carrying her?    

“My clothes don’t need to be washed.” Xiu faintly said, walking toward the Moonshine Tribe while holding Shen    

Yanxiao in his arms.    

An Yan and An Feng, who both had been nervous inside the hall all this time, saw a man, who looked like a human    

being while holding a bloody Shen Yanxiao in his arms, come in. No matter how calm An Yan was, when she saw    

Shen Yanxiao’s injuries all over her body, rumbling sounds immediately echoed in her mind and she almost fainted.    

Xiu did not say a word to them and just returned to Shen Yanxiao’s room while carrying her.    

The condition of Shen Yanxiao’s arm injury was too heavy. If her arms were not quickly treated, even if they were    

healed in the future, it would still leave behind some problems.    

The massive loss of blood made Shen Yanxiao weak all over, so that she could only lean against Xiu’s chest without    

an ounce of strength.    

“There’s medicine in my storage ring.” Shen Yanxiao strenuously opened her mouth.    

Xiu lifted his foot and kicked open the door of Shen Yanxiao’s room. He then took her to the bed and gently put her    

down, after which he immediately took Shen Yanxiao’s small hand, which was full of blood, opened the storage    

ring, and took out all the healing potions inside.    

Xiu narrowed his eyes, looking at Shen Yanxiao’s half closed eyes. Shen Yanxiao had already fallen into a semiconscious state. After opening a bottle of grandmaster healing potion, Xiu suddenly looked upwards and poured it    

into his own mouth. Sitting on the side of the bed, he moved closer to Shen Yanxiao with one hand on the bed to    

support his body. His thin lips were both domineering and gentle as they covered Shen Yanxiao bloodless and wan    

mouth.    

[Note: The title is an idiom that describes eternal love.]    

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