Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Chapter 348: Raising Gods 28

To remove the Soul-Restoring Nail from Qiu Yueming's body, Soul-Transforming Water is needed.

The tree spirit said that this thing was only possessed by the Qishan Sword Sect.

So Qing Wan interrupted the spell that was halfway through, quickly took out a thick cloak from the storage ring and covered himself tightly.

This was made on the way here. She poured a lot of incense outside and it was airtight inside, which could cover up her smell to the greatest extent.

After getting ready, she carefully moved towards the sound.

Duan Chenming, who was hiding in the corner, was covered in blood and trembling while holding his natal sword. He had a good appearance, and it could even be said that he was rare in the world.

His eyes are narrow and upturned, his complexion is as cold and white as jade, and his features are soft and clean, just like his personality, as soft as a persimmon that is easy to handle.

Perhaps because he was able to hide as usual, he escaped the succubus's power and survived the massacre.

Qing Wan's hands were tightly clenched under her cloak because of guilt. She didn't dare to get too close to Duan Chenming. She hid behind a broken wall and shouted to him from a distance: "Hello."

The crisp voice, with a hint of unconscious charm, fell into Duan Chenming's ears, causing his heart to tremble.

When he opened his blood-red eyes, what was revealed was not the cowardice and fear that Qing Wan had thought, but a sudden enthusiasm and morbid excitement.

He was like a dog that smelled meat, his mouth was watering and he kept swallowing. Just hearing her voice again stimulated him to the point that he almost gasped.

Really useful.

What that person said about offering sacrifices to gain the gods’ favor turned out to be true.

Duan Chenming's cheeks flushed, and he arched his back and trembled for a while before he pretended to be hesitant and afraid and asked, "Qing...Zhenwan?"

As Qiu Yueming's only disciple, she had no Taoist name, so the people of Qishan Sword Sect always called her "Venerable".

Qing Wan had never had any contact with Duan Chenming before, but now, after hearing her voice, the other party suddenly cried out "wow", looking miserable and pitiful, with his voice trembling.

"Your Excellency, are you okay? Those people are crazy and are hunting you down everywhere, saying that you are a disaster that will destroy the world..."

Duan Chenming cried and said, "They suspected that Qishan had hidden you, so they conspired to wipe out the entire Qishan clan. Now they are fighting among themselves, accusing each other of hiding you, and are attacking each other."

He said a lot while sobbing, and finally wiped his tears with his blood-soaked sleeve, staggered to his feet and tried to walk towards Qing Wan.

"Your Excellency, please take me away. They will kill me. Those lunatics are already bloodthirsty. Anyone who has anything to do with you will not be able to escape."

"Please save me, please, save me, please..."

Qing Wan was digesting the other person's words when she suddenly heard a voice getting closer. She was so scared that her hair almost got tied up and she quickly moved away.

"Don't come near me!"

But Duan Chenming's rationality seemed to have completely collapsed. His voice suddenly became shrill and terrified, almost screaming: "Don't go! Don't leave me!!!"

Qing Wan was frightened by him, but she thought that the leader was originally soft-hearted and must have been frightened by the sudden change, and it was very likely that most of the fault was hers.

The well-educated succubus felt a little guilty and quickly spoke to comfort her: "Don't leave, don't leave, I won't leave. I came here specifically to find you. Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Perhaps it was the reassurance that calmed the frightened Duan Chenming down a little. He stood pitifully in a pool of blood, like an abandoned dog thrown away by its master, holding his sword in fear and uneasiness.

"really?"

"Really, really." Qing Wan explained: "You probably know that I have a physical problem, so you can't get too close to me, otherwise you will be affected."

"I'm not afraid!"

Duan Chenming hurriedly said: "I am not afraid of anything, sir, please let me follow you, please... I am about to die... I am really about to die..."

Qing Wan listened to his chaotic words and just as she was alert, she heard him say, "It's really scary here. There are corpses everywhere. They cry and howl every night and always try to catch me as a scapegoat. I'm really scared..."

Qing Wan didn't see the pink mist overflowing from Duan Chenming's chest due to the distance. In addition, her cloak was almost soaked with various aromatherapy scents. The strong and pungent smell made it impossible for her to smell anything else. So after hesitating for a moment, she said, "Then you——"

Before she could finish her words, Duan Chenming, who was originally far away, suddenly appeared in front of her. Like a chick that had found a shelter, he buried his head in her arms and cried.

Although she looked pitiful, the 1.9-meter-tall man rushing into her arms still caused her to stagger. With the clumsy cloak still draped over her body, she fell to the ground.

Duan Chenming was startled and quickly helped her up, apologizing non-stop.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I-I'm just too scared. I'm sorry."

After Qing Wan stood firm, she was about to say that it was okay, but when her eyes inadvertently passed over his heart, she paused for a moment.

There is love flowing freely there.

And the quality is very good. After all, as the leader of the largest sect in the fairy world, his luck must be good.

Qing Wan has been without food for more than a month. She thought that since she had to bring people with her anyway, she might as well... eat a little.

The succubus was so hungry that her head was dizzy that she was almost completely controlled by her instincts. When she came to her senses, she had already swallowed several big mouthfuls of Duan Chenming's love.

Fortunately, she had long discovered that she didn't need to be held when eating. She could just put her hands on her chest and eat, or she could "eat" by just using her mind to hook the food on her fingers.

Otherwise it would be a big embarrassment.

In Duan Chenming's opinion, Qing Wan seemed to be in a daze as if he had been hit silly.

She was wrapped tightly up, like a little dumpling, so cute that it made people's hearts tremble. Even when she was in a daze, her heart was numb and they wanted to kiss her until she cried.

Duan Chenming lowered his eyes to hide his dark and hot thoughts.

After filling her stomach, Qing Wan finally relaxed her tense thoughts and asked Duan Chenming, "Do you have any soul-transforming water?"

The latter was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes in embarrassment.

"Sorry, this thing should be in the private vault, but when that group of people massacred the mountain, they also divided up the private vault within the sect."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and tears fell down in drops.

"Sorry, I'm so useless."

Qing Wan really didn't have time to comfort him, and asked anxiously: "Then do you know who took the Soul Transformation Water?"

Duan Chenming pondered for a while, and then said in a tearful voice: "I remember it seemed to be the people of Danxia Immortal Sect. They were the most shameless, especially their leader Lu Huaichuan, who even planned to burn Wuwang Mountain with the Burning Heaven Holy Flame."