Little Little Little Little Little Fly

"Dear, it's time for your medicine!"
The beautiful and pure Holy Daughter brought over the medicine for treating his wounds.
On this day, he saw betrayal with his own eyes and experienced despair with his soul...
From this day forth, the Hero was dead, send paper offerings if you must!

Hero? Are You Worthy?

Qin Chu felt this wasn't quite right; it wasn't a gentlemanly act.


Even though Ireta was somewhat ethereal, that was still the delicate body of a young girl, not something he could defile at will.


But just as Qin Chu reaffirmed his belief in his heart, Ireta, seeming puzzled by Qin Chu's lack of reaction, hesitated briefly before taking Qin Chu's hand and placing it on her chest under his astonished gaze.


Qin Chu's fingers trembled, nearly curling up on their own.


This reaction had nothing to do with being a gentleman.


It was the touch of Ireta's skin that brought this on.


Her skin wasn't lacking in smoothness or delicacy—in fact, it felt like a piece of fine silk, smooth and supple.


Goosebumps uncontrollably broke out all over Qin Chu's body, the strange sensation giving him a creepy feeling.


Not cold like ice, but a normal yet completely un-warm cold, an indifferent cold.


Chapter 216: My Name is Jie Luo, and I'm Already Dead (3)