"Stupid 'Host' brother, even at a time like this, you're still only thinking about those unclean things. Do you really enjoy playing that much?" Inside the System Space, Miss System felt Xu Ran's thoughts and could only sulk alone.
The wounds of 'Host' brother are really severe, the power of the Chains of Order is so strong that his body was pierced through by them. Even with all kinds of Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, it will take a long time to fully recover.
Thinking about how anxious she was, only to see 'Host' brother taking advantage of the situation to flirt with girls made her feel even more annoyed.
'Host' brother is too much!
But Xu Ran was destined not to hear any of those thoughts from Miss System, as his attention was entirely on Qian Renxue at that moment.
Right then, Qian Renxue was kneeling on the ground like a pear blossom bathed in rain, arousing pity. Kneeling, Qian Renxue's broad hips made her buttocks appear somewhat large, a curve that was very aesthetically pleasing, compelling Xu Ran to give it a pinch.
Ordinarily, Xu Ran and Qian Renxue could hardly exchange a few words without Qian Renxue turning haughty, always very wary of Xu Ran.
But now, seizing the opportunity, he could have very intimate contact with Qian Renxue, heart to heart, body to body, the two of them tightly connected without leaving any gaps.
"If you keep shaking me like this, I'll really faint," Xu Ran's thoughts returned. Although the beauty was like jade, the pain from his injuries was real.
Xu Ran liked to let Miss System help him fake injuries to take advantage of situations to flirt with girls. But all those operation dammit were fake.
And now his injuries were real. If it weren't for his powerful bloodline, a mere mortal body pierced by the Chains of Order might have simply ended up cold, not standing a chance to turn the tables.
When Qian Renxue was held hostage by the Rakshasa God, he was genuinely worried and didn't want her to suffer any harm. Qian Renxue was so perfect, her skin like snow; if she were to bear any scars, he was afraid it would break his heart.
Even if he wanted to flirt with Qian Renxue, Xu Ran would never joke around with his own body. If the Rakshasa God were brutal and played too many tricks, perhaps his strong and formidable physique could be ruined.
However, at that moment, he had no other choice but to comply with the Rakshasa God's wishes. He couldn't risk Qian Renxue's safety.
Thankfully, the Rakshasa God was too much of an idiot and let down his guard, giving Xu Ran the chance to counterattack.
"Xu Ran, I'm sorry. I'm just worried about you."
Hearing Xu Ran's feeble voice, Qian Renxue felt even more heartbroken, her tears flowing faster, drenching the front of her clothing and revealing a hint of pink underneath. That was...
"Xu Ran, you've lost so much blood, I can't stop it, I just can't stop it," Qian Renxue said as she covered the bleeding wounds on Xu Ran's body with her hands, which were already completely soaked with blood, her gold-colored dress stained red.
Qian Renxue choked up as she spoke, completely panicking. If the blood on Xu Ran's body kept flowing at this rate, it was bound to end badly.
But she had tried many methods, and none could stop the flow of blood from Xu Ran's wound.
How could injuries caused by the Chains of Order be something that Qian Renxue could heal?
"It's okay, as long as you are here with me," Xu Ran said, reassured, looking at Qian Renxue and reaching out with his bloodied hands to stroke her cheeks.
"But..." Qian Renxue choked, looking into Xu Ran's sincere black eyes, feeling such a heartache. If it were possible, she wished it were she lying there instead.
That way, she wouldn't feel so much pain.
A person like Xu Ran should only be the unparalleled powerhouse who looks down upon the world. He shouldn't be lying here, covered in blood.
"It's fine, don't worry, when I say it's fine, it's fine," Xu Ran's consciousness also began to blur, and he stemmed the bleeding from his wound with his hand, then leaned in heavily to kiss Qian Renxue.
Their lips met, and Xu Ran's fresh blood poured into Qian Renxue's cherry mouth.
The initial sweetness was completely overshadowed by the fishy taste from Xu Ran's mouth.
Qian Renxue wrapped her arms around Xu Ran's neck, kissing him back forcefully. Tears streamed from her eyes, yet she continued to kiss Xu Ran without pause.
She knew what Xu Ran needed right now, and at this moment, she just wanted to be by Xu Ran's side, to make him comfortable, and that was enough.
Actually, she wanted to make Xu Ran even more comfortable because she understood that was what he desired. Xu Ran had sought her out many times, but thinking of his previous flirtatious behavior—the way he would leave her to immediately go to another girl's room—it irritated her, so she never agreed.
She even declared that if Xu Ran dared to force her to do anything she wasn't willing to, she would never pay him any attention again.
Now, those once haughty airs and all that she used to care about seemed so laughable.
What she cared about was Xu Ran, not the women around him. As long as Xu Ran cared about her, as long as Xu Ran loved her, why should she care so much about the others?
Xu Ran had always been flirtatious by nature. If Xu Ran had been a proper gentleman, utterly unenticed by beauty, how could they possibly have had such an encounter?
In this world, there is no way to have the best of both worlds, to fail neither the Buddha nor you.
Now, she just wanted to be a little woman by Xu Ran's side, to accompany him as he healed. Nothing else mattered.
Even Martial Soul Hall and the Tiandou Empire could not compare to Xu Ran's place in her heart.
When Xu Ran laid down his weapons before her, retracted his Martial Soul, and allowed the Rakshasa God to penetrate his body with those chains, she understood that she could never leave Xu Ran in this lifetime.
For the first time in her life, someone had treated her so kindly, even willing to exchange his life for her safety.
"Just be well, and I'll sleep for a bit. After a little nap, I'll be fine. Don't worry too much," Xu Ran said, licking Qian Renxue's exceedingly lovely cheek, as if savoring the finest cheese, a true delicacy of the world.
He truly wanted to devour Qian Renxue without any restraint.
But he was, admittedly, somewhat exhausted.
Whether it was the lingering effects of his all-out battle with the Rakshasa God or the myriad injuries on his body, both his spirit and body were weary. However, that didn't matter, for with the terrifying strength of his Ancestral Dragon and Kylin bloodlines, as long as his foundation wasn't damaged, recovery wouldn't be difficult.
"Xu Ran, you... don't sleep, don't leave me behind."
Qian Renxue held Xu Ran and, seeing him close his eyes, looked exhausted, and she panicked.
She had heard that sometimes, some people, once they close their eyes, they never open them again for the rest of their lives.
She feared that Xu Ran's earlier reassurances had been lies, and she feared even more that once Xu Ran slept, he would never come back.
"Relax, I truly just need to sleep for a bit."
"Then let's pinky swear," Qian Renxue looked at Xu Ran deeply, truly scared. She had already experienced the feeling of Xu Ran collapsing into her arms once before. She couldn't withstand another blow like that, absolutely not.
"Okay, pinky swear," Xu Ran opened his half-closed eyes, and his pinky linked with Qian Renxue's. The next moment, Xu Ran fell into a deep sleep.
To not give the Rakshasa God any further chances, the spiritual power and Soul Power inside Xu Ran's body were nearly depleted, and his body had suffered severe injuries; now he only felt incredibly tired, more so than if he had plowed over a dozen acres of land.