185: I need to open my eyes!!

Whoosh! Wang Feng's figure reappeared, landing in an awkward position, right into Jiang Hanxi's arms.

Jiang Hanxi instinctively wanted to dodge, but upon closer inspection, she disregarded the bloodstains on Wang Feng's body and quickly reached out to embrace him.

Looking at Wang Feng, who was covered in bloodstains and whose face was branded with the ghost fangs mask, Jiang Hanxi felt a tremor in her heart.

His... face!

Jiang Hanxi's eyes, hidden beneath her white gauze hat, stared blankly at Wang Feng's face, her heart clenching more and more with each look.

Is it because he's disfigured that he doesn't want to find me anymore...?

It must be said, if Wang Feng knew, he would probably give Jiang Hanxi a big thumbs up on the spot; she was truly good at overthinking.

“What a sin~...”

“Han, Jiang Hanxi... cough cough cough! Take... me away...”

These were the last two sentences Wang Feng spoke, and he even coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood with the second one, sounding weak and powerless.

His voice had already returned to its original tone; when he was spitting up blood, how could he maintain his voice alteration technique?

At this moment, he just wanted to give up and let his wife handle everything; presumably, Jiang Hanxi already knew who he was.

Indeed, the familiar bracelet pattern on his wrist and the familiar voice.

And that call of 'Jiang Hanxi,' no one knew her real name except for the Three Supreme Elders and Wang Feng.

At this moment, Jiang Hanxi's expression under the white gauze hat was unclear, but her hands holding Wang Feng were trembling uncontrollably.

“Another one! Bah! All of you, attack! Kill them!”

The cultivators who had chased them out saw that they were about to kill one, but then another appeared, and they spat in anger.

“You wait a moment...”

Jiang Hanxi's voice softened considerably, and she gently laid Wang Feng flat on the ground.

Immediately after, her figure shot forward, and as she did, a Cold Sword appeared in Jiang Hanxi's hand.

Wang Feng tilted his head slightly, biting his tongue as he intently watched Jiang Hanxi fight them.

He watched as Jiang Hanxi's techniques and magical treasures seemed endless.

It wasn't until she used the final sword to kill the last Po Yuan Realm second-layer cultivator that Wang Feng finally grinned, a wild and arrogant smile.

“Little Dragon, you're not needed anymore, your mother is here...”

As soon as Wang Feng finished speaking to Little Dragon in his mind, he gradually felt a dizzy spell. He no longer resisted and lay down peacefully.

If Jiang Hanxi still couldn't safely take him away, then he might as well die; he was already used to it anyway.

...

Days passed, and the secret realm continued to be fraught with conflict, yet it did not affect the three people in the cave on the cliff face.

At this moment, Wang Feng was lying flat on a smooth stone, with a soft large cloth beneath him.

The bloodstains on his body had long been thoroughly cleaned, and his face was revealed.

Every time Jiang Hanxi looked, her heart would involuntarily ache.

She didn't understand what Wang Feng had gone to do, to have ended up in such a state.

What she didn't notice was that the ghost fangs mask brand on Wang Feng's face was exactly the same as the tangible ghost fangs mask she had seen at the secret realm entrance.

It was just that this time, Wang Feng had branded it onto his own face, as if cursed, making him look like a malevolent spirit.

Wang Feng's consciousness gradually began to return, as if he had just woken up.

The moment his consciousness returned, he felt pain all over his body, except for his specially protected 'kun kun' (a humorous reference to a sensitive area).

Just then, he suddenly felt a warm towel covering his face, gently wiping it.

And he felt as if something warm was piled on his chest, healing him, making his whole body feel warm and comfortable.

Wang Feng knew who was on his chest and wiping his face without even having to think about it.

After the towel finished wiping his face, there was a gurgling sound of water, as if someone was wringing out the water from the towel.

Wang Feng instinctively wanted to lift his eyelids, but his eyes felt glued shut, his pupils trembling wildly, simply unable to open.

Open!

Wang Feng was going crazy; he just wanted to see Jiang Hanxi's current appearance. Couldn't even such a small request be granted?

At this moment, a warm, tender hand gently covered Wang Feng's eyes, warm and comforting, making Wang Feng feel a sense of relaxation.

“Be good~, don't move.”

Jiang Hanxi's voice was very soft, so soft it didn't sound like her, as if she were coaxing a child.

And it seemed she was afraid Wang Feng wouldn't hear her, so she leaned close to his ear to speak, her warm palm gently resting on Wang Feng's eyes.

This made Wang Feng's heart itch, especially the warm feeling of Jiang Hanxi's words by his ear; it was truly unbearable.

Actually, Jiang Hanxi had no choice; Wang Feng had been like this these past few days.

Only when she spoke to him softly and gently like this would Wang Feng slowly calm down.

Jiang Hanxi even thought at this point that Wang Feng hadn't woken up yet, and this was just his subconscious discomfort, like in the previous days.

Feeling the comfortable warmth covering his eyes, Wang Feng gradually relaxed, and then there was no further movement.

After a long while, the warm hand on his eyes finally loosened. Wang Feng immediately tried to struggle and sit up.

But even with all his strength, his skin only trembled slightly at most.

Jiang Hanxi saw Wang Feng's contorted face tighten slightly, thinking he was in pain somewhere again.

She quickly took out some supreme grade spiritual source, pried open his lips, and poured it in. Wang Feng knew his physical condition and wanted to swallow it.

But his mind wanted to swallow, yet his throat wouldn't allow it; his Adam's apple couldn't even move according to his will.

Just then, Wang Feng suddenly felt his lips being blocked by something soft.

Immediately followed by a warm breath blowing in.

Gulp~

With this powerful assistance, Wang Feng's throat also moved, and the supreme grade spiritual source in his mouth was swallowed with a gulp.

I, I, I, holy crap!!

Open my eyes! I want to open my eyes!!

Wang Feng was going crazy, his pupils trembling wildly, and his body seemed to sense his powerful obsession.

In an instant, his eyes finally opened.

Although his vision was blurry because his eyes had been closed for a long time and hadn't adapted to the light yet, this at least allowed Wang Feng to see.

At this moment, Jiang Hanxi had not yet discovered that Wang Feng had opened his eyes and was staring blankly at her.

She was still pinching Wang Feng's chin, concentrating on controlling the amount of breath she exhaled to prevent Wang Feng from choking, as if she had already mastered it.

Over these past dozens of days, Jiang Hanxi had noticed that whenever Wang Feng felt pain, his face would tense up, and he couldn't swallow the pills.

Finally, she had no choice but to add Spiritual Source, and her... lips.

She hasn't been feeding me like this ever since I got injured, has she?

And my blood, she cleaned it!?

Then my whole body must have been seen by her!?

Feeling the strange sensation on his lips, several thoughts suddenly popped into Wang Feng's mind, shocking even himself.

From his perspective, he could only see Jiang Hanxi's fair and beautiful profile.

But he didn't feel a trace of shyness, as if she was already accustomed to feeding Wang Feng in this manner.

Jiang Hanxi seemed to sense that Wang Feng had swallowed, and only then did she slightly raise her head and gently wipe the saliva from the corner of Wang Feng's lips.

As she prepared to wipe her own lips, her eyes flickered slightly, and she instantly froze.

The two of them just stared at each other, like a turtle staring at a green bean, eyes wide open...