Hearing Nangong Xian'er's words, Ye Fan's body trembled, and a look of panic flashed in his eyes.
The exchange of fists and kicks she just had caused a deep psychological shadow on Mark, and almost made him vomit blood.
On the other side, seeing Ye Fan's disgusted expression, Nangong Xian'er pursed her lips angrily, as if her good intentions were being treated like a donkey's liver and lungs, and she said aggrievedly:
"Hmph... don't forget it! I have never given a massage to a smelly man. If it weren't for the fact that you also have a grudge against Dongfang Mingyue, I wouldn't be willing to do it!"
Hearing this, Ye Fan had no choice but to accept it "reluctantly", but he still looked nervous, for fear that she would do something harsh.
The next moment, Nangong Xian'er stretched out her slender hand and pressed it on Ye Fan's body.
"Hiss...hiss..."
Because the wound was touched, Ye Fan couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.
"Idiot, please bear with me!"
As Nangong Xian'er said, the strength of his attack couldn't help but weaken by three points.
Her ten green jade fingers were slender, slender, and flawless, as if they were a beautiful piece of art, and they gently pressed on Ye Fan's injured area.
Her massage technique was very special, and her fingers seemed to have a kind of magic power. As time went by, Ye Fan felt that the pain on his body was relieved, and his frowning brows could not help but relax. He felt indescribably comfortable, and even endured it.
I couldn't help but want to moan out loud.
After another cup of tea, the massage was over, but Ye Fan looked like he was still unfinished, as if he was still savoring the warmth of her fingertips.
Although the injury has not healed, Ye Fan was able to stand up on his own strength.
"Gudong!"
"Gudong!"
Suddenly, two sounds came from Nangong Xian'er's belly, which seemed particularly abrupt in this silent and empty underground palace.
"Xian'er, are you hungry?" Ye Fan's eyes immediately moved to her lower abdomen.
The black robe used to cover her body has long been torn into strips of cloth. It can be seen that her lower abdomen is flat and white, without any fat, and the faint traces of the waistcoat line can be seen.
When Nangong Xian'er saw this, her pretty face turned red, she turned around shyly, and said duplicitously: "No... no..."
However, the next moment, as if to expose her lie, her stomach made two unsatisfactory "grumbling" sounds.
"Pfft!"
Hearing this sound, Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh, and then looked at the corpse of the Xuanming snake in the distance, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that there is no fire here, otherwise we can have a barbecue snake!"
"What? You want to eat this Xuanming snake?"
Nangong Xian'er looked shocked, and couldn't help but raise her tone: "Are you kidding! The Xuanming snake has rough skin and thick flesh. I'm afraid it won't be able to bite even a few pieces of snake meat with one of its teeth! And it is naturally highly venomous.
If we don’t starve to death by then, we will be poisoned to death by it first!”
"That's it..."
Hearing this, Ye Fan looked frustrated. He originally thought he could rely on the Xuanming snake to satisfy his hunger!
Although his stomach didn't growl like Nangong Xian'er's, he was still extremely hungry.
"Hey... if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed! Even the Xuanming Snake in the middle stage of the Xuan Realm didn't kill us. This small underground palace certainly can't trap us!"
As Ye Fan said this, he searched the underground palace again, trying to find any traps. Upon seeing this, Nangong Xian'er also searched with him.
…
In this underground palace, there is no concept of time, and no one knows how much time has passed. It seems as long as a century.
The two of them went from full of energy to extremely exhausted. They almost dug ten feet into the ground and searched every brick and tile in the underground palace. However, they still could not find any mechanism to escape!
Hungry, tired, desperate...
Countless negative factors seemed to be engulfing the two of them.
Suddenly, Nangong Xian'er seemed to have lost all her strength, and fell to the ground. Her eyes dimmed, as if she had given up, and she murmured:
"It seems that the only exit from this underground palace is the only passage! Now that the passage has collapsed, I'm afraid it won't be long before we all die here!"
Her originally plump red lips were now dry and cracked.
What defeats humans more easily than hunger is thirst!
People can survive for 7-14 days without food, but if they lack water, they will die in up to 3 days.
In this underground palace, although there is a huge pool, the water inside is as black as ink, and it is also the residence of the Xuanming Snake. Nine times out of ten, this water also contains toxins and is not drinkable at all.
On the other side, Ye Fan saw Nangong Xian'er who had given up. He didn't say anything and continued to search alone.
Although his body was also about to reach its limit, he still relied on his strong will to survive, gritted his teeth, and seemed to be tirelessly seeking life.
One circle, two circles, three punches...
Ten laps, twenty laps, thirty laps...
In the end, he was able to walk through the entire underground palace with his eyes closed and still find nothing.
Suddenly, his feet staggered, as if he had completely lost all strength, and fell to the cold and hard ground with a "plop".
Hearing the movement here, Nangong Xianer turned around subconsciously and rushed towards Ye Fan desperately.
"Hey... idiot, are you okay?"
Her anxious tone revealed unprecedented worry, and she helped Ye Fan up from the ground.
Ye Fan waved his hand to her weakly and murmured: "It's okay... I just had no strength, so I fell!"
Seeing that Ye Fan was fine, Nangong Xian'er breathed a long sigh of relief, and her tense nerves suddenly relaxed.
"Xian'er, why are you so nervous about me?" Ye Fan asked.
Hearing this, Nangong Xian'er was slightly startled, as if an electric current was flowing through her heart.
Yeah...why do I care so much about him?
Even Nangong Xian'er herself didn't know that when she saw Ye Fan fall, she instinctively ran over, fearing that something would happen to him.
Born in a demon sect, she has lived in an environment where the strong prey on the weak since she was a child. She has developed a decisive and ruthless character. She has never cared about other people as much as she does now, especially a man of the same age!
Nangong Xian'er secretly thought that maybe when he faced the Xuanming Snake before, Ye Fan risked his life to save him at all costs, so he looked at him differently.
But she vaguely felt that there seemed to be some unspeakable emotions in her heart, which she had never experienced before.
For a moment, she looked at Ye Fan's face, her gentle eyes "tracing" his facial features, as if she wanted to imprint his appearance deeply in her heart, and never forget it forever!
She suddenly felt that it would not be a pity to die together with Mark in the underground palace!
…
Seeing her affectionate eyes made Ye Fan tremble and feel a little uncomfortable.
Suddenly, Nangong Xianer's beautiful eyes flickered, she took a deep breath, as if she had made some important decision, and said:
"Idiot, we probably can't get out! If we must die, I will die before you! When you really can't hold on, remember to kill me first!"
"What? How can that work!"
After hearing these ridiculous words, Ye Fan couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Idiot, forget it...let me beg you!"
As Nangong Xian'er spoke, there was a bit more sobs in her tone, as if she had taken off the strong mask she had pretended to be in the past, and exposed her weakest heart in front of Mark.
"I'm so scared...I'm afraid that if you die first, I will be alone guarding your body, waiting to die in this dark place! So when that time comes, you must kill me!"
From her tone, Ye Fan felt deep despair and helplessness.
At this moment, Nangong Xian'er is no longer the demon sect witch, but more like a weak little girl, which makes people feel a desire to protect her.
For a moment, Ye Fan was speechless, and there was something in his heart that was about to explode.
He hates it so much!
He is unwilling!
"Ah ah ah ah ah……"
Suddenly, he seemed to be going crazy, letting out an earth-shattering roar, venting his endless anger.
"Boom!"
The pitch-black pool undulated and rolled because of the roar.
Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes lit up, as if he had made some great discovery, and he exclaimed to Nangong Xian'er beside him: "Xian'er, maybe... we don't have to die!"