Chapter 28: Sword's Trial—Small Cloud Trace Steps

Seeing Yue Jinghua wake up, Qing Pu averted his head like his eyebrows had been singed by fire.

Itching all over her face, Cannibal Little Qingpu clung to Yue Jinghua's face, its soft and fuzzy leaves caressing her skin, leaving behind a wet patch that was either drool or tears.

Yue Jinghua cracked a smile and scratched the leaves of Cannibal Little Qingpu. "Worried about me? You are such a sweet little thing, unlike some people who only know how to roll their eyes like dead fish."

Whether it was an illusion or not, upon hearing these words, Qing Pu's figure stiffened slightly, and after a long while, he managed to say gruffly, "Luck, check the muscles and meridians in your body."

This woman, truly unaware of life and death. He had been watching by her side for a whole day and night, only to be greeted with her cold sarcasm upon opening her mouth. Qing Pu's face turned sour, his mood extremely unpleasant.