"Squelch..." The sound of a sword piercing flesh.
Yan Xiu spun around embracing the person in his arms to dodge, then tremblingly reached out to touch Li Yuyu's shoulder.
His palm was covered in warm, glaring red blood.
"Yu'er, you..." Yan Xiu's mind went blank for a moment, and an expression of confusion appeared on his usually expressionless face.
Why did Yu'er appear in front of him and block the sword for him?
"I'm fine," Li Yuyu said, feeling great pain but upon seeing Yan Xiu's current expression, her heart felt heavy. She tried to lift her lips into a soft, cute smile: "I said I wanted to protect you, and it wasn't just talk..."
"I'm not as tall as you, so the sword didn't hit any vital parts."
"Don't worry..."
As Li Yuyu said this, she felt an inexplicable sense of pride.
Look, she's not useless at all; even though she saved someone using her own flesh, she still managed to save a life, without embarrassing herself as a traveler from another world.
