The Nine Reincarnations are Unleashed, and the Sickly Villain Heroine Arrives

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Wen Muxuan didn't reply, but her pretty face was covered with frost.

The true energy in his hand entered Shen Shuqiu's body and repaired his seriously injured body along the meridians.

Within a short time, Shen Shuqiu's body was no longer seriously injured.

"You win, but I will come back to you. I promised you that someone will send it to you later."

Although Wen Muxuan felt a little uncomfortable, she still admitted Shen Shuqiu's victory openly.

"Thank you."

Shen Shuqiu's face was still a little pale, and he forced out a smile.

"snort!"

Wen Muxuan looked away and snorted softly.

She, Wen Muxuan, is not fooling around with a mortal. She means what she says, and if she loses, she loses.

After saying that Wen Muxuan was about to leave, Shen Shuqiu quickly stopped her.

"Miss Wen, your things."

Shen Shuqiu was about to return the hair in his hand to Wen Muxuan.

"I don't want it anymore. You keep it for me. If you lose it, I will kill you."

Wen Muxuan thought Shen Shuqiu was humiliating her, and Zhu Chun said coldly.

If she accepted the offer, she would be accepting Shen Shuqiu's humiliation. A woman's hair would generally be used as a token of love and given to her beloved man.

But Wen Muxuan only regarded Shen Shuqiu as a humiliation for the victor, so naturally she wouldn't take it.

Immediately afterwards, everyone was left with a very beautiful silhouette, which disappeared into the vast white sky and earth in a few breaths.

What is this!

Shen Shuqiu smiled bitterly and thought to himself.

He simply felt that it was wrong to chop off a section of someone's hair and wanted to give it back to her.

Originally, Shen Shuqiu's goal was just to cut off a piece of the other party's clothes.

Wen Muxuan did not go far, but stopped at a certain place to summarize her failure.

The biggest reason was that she was too arrogant, or that she never took Shen Shuqiu seriously.

How can a strong man treat a weak man squarely?

In Wen Muxuan's heart, Shen Shuqiu wanted to meet her, but he was undoubtedly overestimating his abilities.

But the final result was a blow to Wen Muxuan. She, a cultivator in the Spiritual Silence Realm, was actually defeated by a mortal.

From the disbelief and the inability to accept the defeat, I have gradually calmed down now.

Slowly, Wen Muxuan's eyes changed, and now she returned to Shen Shuqiu's perspective.

The scene of the battle just now reappeared in Wen Muxuan's eyes.

Shen Shuqiu's first two swords seemed to be very fast, but in Wen Muxuan's eyes, they were as slow as a turtle crawling, and he dodged them easily.

There was nothing interesting about the first two strikes. The most important thing for Wen Muxuan was to stare at his third strike.

For the third blow, Shen Shuqiu used the snow on the ground to create a barrier between the two of them, so as to block Wen Muxuan's first sight.

Shen Shuqiu knew that the first time he used his sword, he would be dodged.

He could only use other factors to defeat Wen Muxuan. Shen Shuqiu listened to the spring rain and rolled up the wind and snow in the sky, creating a fake shadow of the sword.

Shen Shuqiu bet that Wen Muxuan would get out of the way first, so that his second knife could approach her without anyone noticing.

Only in this way can we take the opportunity to achieve this almost impossible victory.

"Interesting little guy."

Wen Muxuan's eyes returned to clarity, her beautiful eyes looked back and she smiled softly.

Then he didn't stay any longer and disappeared instantly.

The place she lost today will be regained next time.

"Brother, how are you feeling?"

Pei Rou's little face was flooded with clear tears.

The scene where Shen Shuqiu had just been kicked away was all in Pei Rou's eyes.

At that moment, Pei Rou felt as if the sky that had just been built in her heart was about to collapse.

Pei Rou has never hated someone as much as she does at this moment.

Even though she had been tortured by wind and frost before she met Shen Shuqiu, and it was common for him to not have enough to wear or eat, Pei Rou had never felt any hatred.

But at this moment today, Pei Rou felt extremely resentful of Wen Muxuan, who looked proud.

Although Pei Rou and Shen Shuqiu had just met, the feeling he brought to Pei Rou was unprecedented.

The two seemed like a pair of biological brothers and sisters, living together for many years.

Except for her late parents, no one had ever walked into her heart frozen by fate as gently as Shen Shuqiu.

"It's okay, I'm much better."

Shen Shuchou smiled tenderly, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Pei Rou's little head.

"Brother Shen, if something happens to you, I will

Neither can forgive myself. "

Wen Yanyu's delicate little face was also covered with tears.

"Okay, okay, don't cry anymore, I'm really fine."

Shen Shuqiu looked at the appearance of the two little guys and smiled slightly.

Then he stood up and took a few steps to prove that he was really fine.

Seeing Shen Shuqiu jumping up and down, the two little girls breathed a sigh of relief.

"You must be hungry."

Shen Shuqiu looked at the two of them and said suddenly.

It was also dawn now, and Wen Muxuan was pulled out without even eating.

The two little girls looked at each other and then lowered their heads.

Shen Shuqiu smiled slightly when he saw this, and immediately pulled the two of them back to the small shed.

The remaining refugees gathered together. You looked at me and I looked at you. From their perspective, they could not clearly see the battle that had just taken place.

One could only see the two of them appearing here, teleporting there, and in the end, Shen Shuqiu's figure was seen flying out in the wind and snow.

"This is the end. I haven't finished watching it yet."

I don’t know who said it.

"You still want to watch everything with your damn eyes."

The old man retorted abruptly.

Immediately, the refugees dispersed, or gathered together to chat for a few words, or stayed in a simple and leaky shed.

Or continue to boil the big pot and stew rice and meat.

Some refugees even looked down upon the rations provided by families in the inner city.

It is far less fragrant than the rice and meat in the pot, and one day it may not be able to withstand the cold and die in the snow.

Then the outcome waiting for him is to enter a boiling cauldron and become meat in other people's mouths.

Wen Yanyu did not stay in the end, but followed the Wen family back to the inner city.

Shen Shuqiu just kept picking up vegetables for Pei Rou, while he just ate steamed buns and drank gruel.

"Brother, you eat too."

Seeing this, Pei Rou immediately took the meat back.

"I'm not hungry, so you should eat more."

Shen Shuqiu smiled.

"Brother won't eat, and Pei Rou won't eat either."

Pei Rou pouted her cute little mouth when she saw this.

"Okay, okay, brother, eat."

When Shen Shuqiu saw the little girl's appearance, he had no choice but to pick up the meat and put it to his mouth.

The meal slowly ended with the brother and sister pushing each other.

Not long after the meal, someone from the Wen family came to the door and handed a bag full of meat to Shen Shuqiu.

This scene immediately attracted the greedy eyes of many refugees, but due to Shen Shuqiu's terrifying strength, they did not dare to make any mistakes.

Looking at the bag of meat, Shen Shuqiu smiled with satisfaction.

This beating was finally not in vain. Although it was not a lot, it was barely enough to keep Pei Rou healthy.

He casually placed the bag in the corner, but when he turned around, he found that the little girl had a pouty face, and she didn't look very happy.

"What's wrong."

Shen Shuqiu couldn't help but ask when he saw this.

Pei Rou looked at Shen Shuqiu with a gentle smile, hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother, I hate her."

Shen Shuqiu heard the words that the little girl had just saw that she was beaten, and she hated Wen Muxuan.

He immediately walked to her side, rubbed his little head and said, "Brother is fine."

"Brother, please don't see her again."

Pei Rou threw herself into Shen Shuqiu's arms, sniffing his scent greedily.

Pei Rou simply didn't want to see her brother hurt because of her again.

Shen Shuqiu just smiled but said nothing. He kept rubbing his hands, which were not much bigger than Pei Rou.