Introduction
This is my first post, so don't comment if you don't like it! Ovo
[Fake weak medicine cultivation × ruthless sword cultivation]
[Shy and restrained, pretending to be calm × fake smile, act mean and hold back the bad water]
Ruan Li, a medical girl who was targeted by the demon clan, stepped into the fairy gate and was tied to four gods in order to survive.
A pair of peach blossom eyes stared at her, causing her to tremble. The perpetrator squinted his eyes and curved his mouth: "Your ears are red, little Guanyin."
Ruan Li: ... Lin Jianxi, how come he is as mean as his name suggests.
Next to them, the daily scheduled quarrel between Ji and An was taking place.
"Oh me, are you practicing swordsmanship or tearing down your home?"
"It's a mistake, it's a mistake, sister!"
"I think you just have no brains!!"
"Ji Qingge, for acting recklessly, will be deducted two points. Ji Dangwu, for chasing and fighting, will be deducted one point." An Ning looked serious.
Ruan Li: Stop fighting. Someone come and save me...
It feels like I can see the end of the sect at a glance.
——
The mission goes wrong and they are besieged by monsters.
Everyone is happy.
Ruan Li knelt down and sat in the middle, hurriedly treating everyone, tears falling from her eyes.
It hurts so much. Watching a friend get hurt hurts more than any wound.
The moment the biggest monster pounced, she sniffed and gently bent her fingers toward her teammates who were trying to stand up.
The world suddenly became quiet.
The four people who were struggling just now fell asleep instantly, and even breathed evenly.
Ruan Li wiped away her tears and stood up.
"Okay... Now, no one will be hurt."
"Because I am the one who wants to fight you."
Monster: "?"
——
Later, there was a rumor in the Immortal Sect: Taixuan Sect's most noisy team was hiding a secret - when you see that weak medicine cultivator silently wiping his tears, run quickly.
Because next, she has to clear the place.
And the smiling senior brother who always loves to tease her will lazily block all probing eyes and smile at the corner of his mouth:
"Don't ask. She is timid, just... Afraid of pain."
"Afraid of pain for us."
Intention: Oops, I don't know… It's my first time writing a novel.