A Girl Dies Every Day in Her Dream Life

Chapter 68

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Treating the injuries of the beauty in black was really a physically demanding job. Not only was there a horrific sword wound on her back, but her entire body was covered with wounds of varying sizes.

But none of these were as terrible as the sword wounds, and under the power of the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, they were already showing signs of healing.

If you think about it carefully, it is normal for her to suffer so many injuries given the way she fights.

Luo Xue took a lot of effort to bandage all the injuries one by one.

Soon, all around were fragments of dark blue, almost black nightgown, and the beauty in black - perhaps now she should be called a mummy beauty, wrapped in bandages all over her body, lying on the bed and snoring.

"I cut all her clothes into pieces..."

Luo Xue touched the sweat on her forehead. Even with her innate cultivation, it was difficult for her to withstand such high-intensity injury treatment.

"But she is really big."

Luo Xue looked at the mummy beauty, reached out and poked the soft thing, then looked down at herself.

"He should grow up. I'm still young now," Luo Xue muttered, "As long as he doesn't inherit my past life, it should be fine..."

After cleaning the entire room and dealing with the bloodstains on the floor, Luo Xue finally had some time to rest.

Too much had happened today and she felt a little tired.

Not caring about the eerie sleeping mummy next to her, Luo Xue lay directly on the bed.

Sleepiness gradually came over me and my heavy eyelids slowly closed.

She fell asleep.

... ...

It was a dark and windy night.

"Tomorrow afternoon, Youxiang Restaurant, the target will enter the Xiantian realm. This is her portrait and aura."

A cold female voice sounded, and a portrait slowly floated towards the shadows.

"Five Yellow-grade Qi Condensation Pills? Are you looking down on the Dark Gang?"

The man wearing a bamboo hat and hiding in the shadows took the portrait and asked in a shrill and gloomy voice.

"We won't take her life, we just want to bring her here." The cold female voice continued, "Five Yellow-grade Qi Condensation Pills are already a gesture of sincerity, no more is allowed."

"Ignorant woman, what do you think the Dark Gang is..."

The man in the bamboo hat spoke in a sinister voice, as if he was about to kill someone in the next moment.

"... If there is one more, that's fine."

A cold female voice spoke softly, and there seemed to be a faint cold light rising around them.

"How dare you! A mere Xiantian furnace kid is worth this much?" The man in the bamboo hat growled, with a hint of anger, "The last time we assassinated a Yunling cultivator, we only got twenty Yellow Rank Qi Condensation Pills. How could a Xiantian kid deserve this!

"One price, two Yellow-grade Qi Condensation Pills, no more!"

The cold female voice was stunned, probably because she had never encountered such a situation before.

Why do stores still bargain for their own products...

"Haha, our Dark Gang is a serious business. We are in business where people buy lives for money, so there is naturally a market price. If you raise the price at will, will we still be able to do business in Ghost Demon Pass in the future?"

The man in the bamboo hat picked up the portrait and memorized the flaxen-haired girl in it. Then he turned his spiritual power into fire and burned it to ashes.

"The secret gang has accepted this order. The deposit is half, and the other half will be taken after the deal is done."

The cold female voice was silent for a while, then threw a pill over.

In fact, she was planning to pay the full amount, but due to the strange temper shown by the man in the bamboo hat before... she decided to do as he said.

In fact, she didn't care about a few yellow-grade Qi-condensing pills. She could have as many of these low-level pills as she wanted. It was just that she couldn't rashly reveal her identity now.

Especially... Master Wumu is now in the Ghost and Demon Pass.

The reason why they chose to attack this unknown secret gang was that they did not want to make a big fuss and attract attention.

The man in the bamboo hat weighed the Qi Condensation Pill and put it into his storage bag.

Then a cold wind blew by, and the shadow disappeared in an instant, leaving no trace.

After a while, a tall figure appeared out of nowhere and looked in a certain direction.

It was Shangguan Lengyan, the genius of the evil ghost species in the Demon City.

The escape skills of the man in the bamboo hat naturally could not escape her eyes.

“This dark escape technique does have some shadows of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect... but it’s not well-trained, it’s very crude.” There seemed to be a flash of blood in Shangguan Lengyan’s scarlet eyes, “But I can’t even see through his cultivation... It’s worthy of being the hub of the border area, there are hidden dragons and tigers inside the Ghost Demon Pass.

"Senior Brother Sima's vigilance does make some sense."

Of course, this was just a casual thing.

It would be fine if this so-called secret gang could bring the slave girl back, but if they can't, there's no need to go out of their way to look for her.

What is more important right now is the Blind Wizard and the approaching Ghost Demon Pass Auction.

I don't know how many eyes are watching...

Shangguan Lengyan restrained her breath and her figure slowly disappeared.

"Sister, did you remember the target's appearance before burning it?"

"I vaguely remember some of it... Oh, doesn't this make me look professional? Phew, I finally got a simple commission, I don't want to lose it."

"... But we are not professionals. There are only two of us in the so-called secret gang!"

"It's okay, it's okay. Let's go back to the inn first, and then go out for a carpet search tomorrow morning! If nothing else, we are good at tracking down the whereabouts of the person!"

"I always feel that you are not very reliable..."

"It's already pretty reliable that we only do commissions that go in large quantities!"

... ...

The next morning, the sky was just beginning to turn pale.

It was a rare dreamless sleep. Luo Xue slowly opened her eyes and noticed someone next to her. She subconsciously called out,

"Big sister..."

"Um?"

The one who answered her was a somewhat unfamiliar voice.

The next moment, Luo Xue woke up completely.

She realized that her senior sister was no longer around.

Suddenly, an uncontrollable emotion emerged in my heart, which seemed to be loss.

Turning her head, Luo Xue saw a pair of blinking eyes and a mummy staring at her.

"Are you calling me?"

The mummy—let’s call her Miss Mummy—stared at Luo Xue intently.

"... no."

Luo Xue avoided his gaze.

“But I’m the only one here.”

Miss Mummy looked a little confused.

"I just called out the wrong name," Luo Xue immediately turned over and said calmly, "You've woken up a long time ago?"

"I was awake for a while," Miss Mummy replied, sounding somewhat distressed, "But why did you tie me up like this... Well, I can't move."

Because her previous injuries were too severe, she couldn't mobilize her qi and blood for the time being.

In addition, the bandage used by Luo Xue was not an ordinary item. It was tied very tightly and could not be broken free at all.

"I had to treat your injuries. " Luo Xue replied.

She calmed herself down, put away the remaining disappointment in her mind, and continued, "Also, who are you? Why did you go to rob the alchemy shop?"

Although it seemed that this elder sister's brain was not enough, Luo Xue still wanted to figure out what was going on.

At least we need to find out her identity...

Upon hearing this, Miss Mummy was surprised.

"Hey, aren't we in the same group?"

"... It wasn't at the beginning, but later on I was forced into it." Veins bulged slightly on Luo Xue's forehead.

"Oh, because I was short of money, so I went to rob." Miss Mummy replied, "My identity, um... Master said that I must never tell anyone."

Hide your identity

Could it be that he is a hermit with some kind of mission

This is also an inherent routine in the storybook... It seems to be somewhat influenced by Senior Sister Guijiao.

Luo Xue looked down at Miss Mummy, who was whimpering and twisting, trying hard to break free from the white bandages.

... The brain of the hermit should be enough, right

"Forget it, let me help you." Seeing Miss Mummy struggling like this, Luo Xue sighed, "If you continue to toss and turn like this, the injuries that were almost healed will worsen."

Hearing this, Miss Mummy stopped struggling and chuckled, revealing a bright smile from her face that was tied up until only her eyes were visible.

"Thank you, buddy. You are such a good man."

"... This is not how you use the nice guy card." Luo Xue was helpless. She didn't expect that the first time she was given the nice guy card would be in such a scene. "Also, I'm not called accomplice. I have a name. Just call me Luo Xue."

“Yes, Luo Xue.” Miss Mummy nodded like a chick pecking at rice. “My name is Nangong Mengxiang. You can just call me Nangong on weekdays!”

Miss Nangong is as her name suggests, she does have a dreamy fragrance, not just a scent that you can smell, but more like a feeling on another level.

"Don't move yet."

Luo Xue leaned over and looked at it carefully.

Although Nangong Mengxiang is a little stupid, fortunately she is still obedient.

After Luo Xue finished speaking, she lay obediently on the bed.

"The injuries... seem to have almost healed?" Luo Xue checked a few of the more serious wounds that were bandaged, and a look of surprise appeared between her brows, "This... has only been less than half a day, right?"

It is said to be quite serious. In fact, if it were an ordinary monk, the injury would at least be fatal.

But for Nangong Mengxiang, it's... not worth mentioning.

"Turn over, let me take a look at your back." Luo Xue said. The most serious injury should be the sword wound on the back, which could almost be said to have cut off half of a person.

"Help me untie it first, it hurts..."

Nangong Mengxiang muttered softly.

"If you don't translate it, I won't understand it."

"oh."

Nangong Mengxiang turned around obediently, revealing her curvy back.

Luo Xue took out a short sword, gathered her spiritual power, and slightly cut off a few bandages.

Under the bandage was skin as tender as a baby's, tinged with a slight pink hue.

Luo Xue's pupils shrank slightly.

It's... almost healed.

Although there was still a long sword mark, he was basically fine now. Compared to the bloody appearance yesterday, he looked like a different person.

"Is it the elder sister's medicine that works, or is it this Nangong Mengxiang..."

Even if he is a physical cultivator, he wouldn't be so abnormal, right

Luo Xue still has some understanding of physical cultivation. After all, given her situation, she is likely to embark on the path of physical cultivation in the future.

"Are you done yet, Luo Xue?"

Nangong Mengxiang's voice came, sounding a little aggrieved.

"Well, I'll help you untie it right away."

Luo Xue came to her senses and used her dagger to cut the tightly bound bandages one by one.