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Shen Yanxiao whispered to herself, "Who would be so skilled during their first time?"
Even the gods would not be that capable!
"Feel good?" Xiu’s voice rang in Shen Yanxiao’s ears.
Shen Yanxiao’s body slightly trembled.
Why did she find Xiu’s question very ambiguous?
What if she said yes?
What if she said no?
If she answered yes, would that mean she felt… very comfortable with it?!\nIf she said otherwise…
That was absolutely just self-deception!
Shen Yanxiao felt that she should not answer Xiu’s question, thus she simply pretended to be dead.
Xiu did not continue to challenge Shen Yanxiao's nerves. As the most outstanding god of the eight major races, even things like "love" could be self-taught, and he could also have a natural talent with it.
After Shen Yanxiao had taken ten or so bottles of healing potions, the injuries on her body had improved significantly. Although the injuries of her arms were quite heavy, in the end it was only a bone fracture, unlike the three silver elves in front of the Moonshine Tribe's gate whose arms were directly cut off.
With the natural healing ability of elves, coupled with the help of a few grandmaster potions, broken bones and tendons were just nothing. Shen Yanxiao could clearly feel that the bones she had forcibly broken had already begun to slowly heal.
At this time, Shen Yanxiao did not dare to randomly move in the slightest. Just a slight error or negligence could make the bones grow askew.
Xiu stood at the bedside of Shen Yanxiao without saying a word. His indifferent face could not be seen to have any emotions. If not for that profound memory just now, Shen Yanxiao would have wondered whether what happened just now was only her dream.
The re-healing of the bones was a difficult stage. Shen Yanxiao only felt as if there were countless ants gnawing at her arms; it was both itching and numb. This pain was even worse than being cut by a knife.
Fine beads of sweat trickled down from her forehead. Shen Yanxiao could only clench her teeth and endure.
Outside the door of Shen Yanxiao’s room, An Yan was pacing back and forth, thinking whether to go inside. Just then, she had already gone mad when she saw the condition of Shen Yanxiao and simply had no time to think about the origin of the human being who had brought Shen Yanxiao back. She only wanted to see Shen Yanxiao safe and sound.
But now that she stood in front of her door, she did not have the courage to open it.
Shen Yanxiao was her granddaughter. She knew that and so did Shen Yanxiao.
An Yan, who had been valiant for a lifetime, suddenly did not know how to face Shen Yanxiao.\nShe knew perfectly well that Shen Yanxiao would not have an easy time confronting Yu Ying, yet she still chose the safety of the Moonshine Tribe. She had let down Shen Yanxiao and had no face to see her.
"Leader." An Feng walked to An Yan's side. Upon seeing the desolate face of the always strong An Yan, he felt that he could not bear to see it. He did not know the real identity of Shen Yanxiao. For him, Shen Yanxiao was the benefactor of the Moonshine Tribe, and he thought that the desolation and guilt on An Yan’s face was just another layer of chill.
"The three elves brought by Yu Ying are dead, while Yu Ying has been sent away."
An Yan was slightly stunned.
"Is it that human being who did it?" No matter how powerful and courageous Shen Yanxiao was, it was impossible for her to win against three opponents. An Yan could only think that it was done by that human being with an astonishing and imposing manner.
"I don't know, Yu Ying was seriously injured. If it weren’t for the fruit of the Tree of Life given to her by the Elf King, I’m afraid that she’d already be dead." An Feng still had a lingering fear. The blood in front of the Moonshine Tribe he had seen was truly horrible to look at. Yu Ying did not die because every Lady Saint would be given a fruit of the Tree of Life, which could grant elves a second life; that was why Yu Ying had escaped death.
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