Qian Renxue in Peril? My Na'er Would Never Be That Scary!

The Maiden's unique fragrance drifted into his nostrils. As her graceful body leaned forward slightly, she crouched beside his legs and diligently applied the ointment.

This scene involuntarily brought another figure to Chen Fan's mind.

It had also been in the Forest. Ning Rongrong had barely walked a few steps before she started complaining in a coy voice—first that it was dirty, then that it was messy—until she finally threw a tantrum and demanded that he carry her.

The difference between them was immediately obvious.

A thought had just arisen in Chen Fan's heart when, before he could examine it further...

The hand applying the ointment suddenly stopped.

Chen Fan's heart tightened, and he opened his eyes.

Na'er raised her head, a trace of anger in those beautiful purple eyes.

"You were thinking about her again, weren't you?"

Chen Fan froze.

"I didn't say anything. How did you..."

A silver gleam flashed through the depths of Na'er's eyes and vanished.

"Did you think I was always staying in that small courtyard outside the Sect?"

"Many times, I entered the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"I watched you. I watched you and her."

"Every look in your eyes, every furrow of your brow—I knew what you were thinking."

Chen Fan: ???

When I typed question marks, it wasn't because I had a problem.

It was because you had a problem!

Na'er, what did you just say??

You mean you secretly came over to where Ning Rongrong and I were.

And kept, kept, kept, kept...

Watching us??

!!!

For some reason, Chen Fan felt a chill run through his entire body.

But before Gu Yuena had finished speaking, she extended her hands, still carrying a faint herbal fragrance, and gently cupped Chen Fan's face.

"You're not allowed to think about her anymore."

"Thinking about her will only make you unhappy."

Chen Fan's heart stirred. Seeing the sincerity in her eyes, he nodded.

The slight confusion from before slowly melted away, as though washed by warm water.

What he felt against both sides of his face was an extraordinarily gentle touch.

This was Na'er, Chen Fan's current girlfriend.

She was the gentlest and most considerate.

Just now... I must have misheard, right??

Na'er didn't seem to say anything, did she?

Having received an affirmative answer, the faint anger in Na'er's eyes instantly vanished, replaced by a brilliant smile.

Looking at her pure, lovely smile, Chen Fan could not help but marvel inwardly.

The reward cooldown for the "One-Day Lover" mission had not even ended, and things were already like this...

Once the system's cooldown ended, wouldn't that be incredible?

Wouldn't the rewards soar through the roof??

At that moment, Chen Fan's expression abruptly changed!

He sprang to his feet and pulled Na'er behind him, his eyes fixed on the darkness not far away.

A figure stumbled out from the shadows of the trees.

It was a woman in a luxurious golden gown, now covered in dirt and grass clippings, looking somewhat bedraggled.

She had dazzling golden hair and exquisitely beautiful features, like the most perfect creation crafted by a deity. Yet her Eyes were filled with anxiety and exhaustion.

When she clearly saw Chen Fan and Na'er beside the campfire, wariness first flashed through her eyes before giving way to overwhelming delight.

"I'm from Spirit Hall!"

The woman spoke urgently.

"A terrifying Soul Beast has appeared in the direction of Heaven Dou City. My guards tried to protect me, and now their Life and Death are unknown!"

She hurried forward, her voice full of desperation.

"Please, go to Heaven Dou City immediately and seek reinforcements!"

"I have an Elder Token on me..."

"With this token, you can request aid from the Heaven Dou City Martial Soul Holy Hall..."

Her words grew increasingly fragmented. She was clearly at the end of her strength.

She reached into her robes as though intending to take something out, but her arm dropped limply.

"The token... is with me..."

Before she could finish, her world suddenly plunged into darkness. Her body went limp, and she fell forward.

Chen Fan instinctively stepped forward and spread his arms, steadily catching her.

A soft, fragrant body filled his embrace.

The body in his arms was unbelievably soft. Even through the luxurious gown, he could still feel the smooth delicacy of her skin. A faint Ambergris Scent, somewhere between orchid and musk, drifted from her hair into his nose.

Even unconscious, her exquisitely beautiful face still carried an air of nobility and radiant beauty.

Spirit Hall?

A golden-haired beauty?

Could it be...

No, impossible. At this point in time, Qian Renxue should have been undercover in Heaven Dou.

This was probably just an ordinary Spirit Hall expert, right?

Still, even an ordinary Spirit Hall woman was this beautiful.

Then an epic-quality one...

He hardly dared imagine it.

Chen Fan's heart stirred, but the stray thoughts vanished in an instant, replaced by concern.

He softly asked, "Hey, are you alright?"

The moment he spoke, a figure had already arrived beside him.

Na'er extended a pale finger and lightly placed it on Qian Renxue's forehead, examining her for a moment.

"She's fine."

Na'er withdrew her hand, her voice gentle.

"She was merely knocked unconscious by a very powerful Spiritual Power. She has no injuries. The one who attacked her does not seem to have had any ill intent."

As she spoke, Na'er's brows faintly knitted together.

"It's just that this Spiritual Power... feels somewhat familiar to me."

She did not dwell on it, because...

Gu Yuena looked at the scene before her, and everything went black before her eyes!

No...

I only looked away for one moment??

My husband.

Was hugging another woman???

Chen Fan's expression changed.

He knew that the woman in his arms was fine.

But he himself was probably about to be "in trouble."

Sure enough.

The next second, he saw ink-darkness spread like smoke through the depths of Na'er's clear purple eyes.

Her voice abruptly lost all warmth, turning into a faint whisper that only Chen Fan could hear.

"This woman used her body to 'rub against' my Chen Fan."

"She deserves to die."

"Kill her?... No, I'll tear her apart... inch by inch..."

Chen Fan's whole body stiffened. He thought he had misheard.

"What did you say?"

He asked instinctively.

In an instant.

Like a startled little squirrel.

"Ah!"

All the darkness in Na'er's eyes faded away, returning to their usual clarity as she gave a slightly panicked cry.

Wait, what am I doing?

How could I act like this in front of Chen Fan...

She composed her expression.

Just then, a ray of morning light passed through a gap in the Forest and fell upon her. Her silver long hair glowed with a soft halo, while her purple eyes brimmed with pure tenderness.

She tilted her head slightly, looked at Chen Fan, and smiled with flawless innocence.

"I didn't say anything."

Seeing Na'er's pure, flawless smile, all suspicion in Chen Fan's heart dissipated.

He let out a sigh of relief and muttered to himself.

"I knew it... Na'er is so gentle and has such a good temper. I must have misheard just now."

A hallucination. It had to be a hallucination.

Putting that strange whisper behind him, Chen Fan frowned again and returned his attention to the trouble at hand.

"Should we retreat first?"

He looked at the unconscious woman in his arms, his expression grave.

"This woman's Soul Power Level is much higher than ours, yet she was still easily knocked unconscious. And she's from Spirit Hall—what if this brings even greater trouble..."