In her previous life, she had watched many zombie movies. Just imagining herself turning into one of those made chills run down her spine.
With a small swipe of her paw, she stored her body in the warehouse.
Looking at the dark, chubby bear paw, she felt an imnse disdain.
How long would she have to endure her bear life...
Over there, the sobbing Gu Yan finally realized sothing was off.
The ear rested on his father’s chest heard a faint heartbeat, and the fingertips touched the skin, sensing a bit of warmth.
He didn’t dare believe it, shakily reaching his hand under his father’s nose to check.
Indeed, his father was still breathing, though weakly. This was real.
His father was not dead.
He still had a father.
Tears of joy stread down his small face, and he smiled, afraid it was just a hallucination, anxiously asking, "Little bear, little bear, my father isn’t dead, right?"
Cheng Xiaoxiao, bearing the bear’s body, gave Gu Yan a sideways glance.
Calling out to whom?
Who’s the little bear, who’s the little bear...
Realizing he had misspoken, Gu Yan quickly corrected himself, "Miss Cheng, my father is still alive, right?"
His hopeful gaze fixed on Cheng Xiaoxiao, looking for confirmation from her.
Cheng Xiaoxiao nodded affirmatively.
"It was you who saved him, right?" Gu Yan grew increasingly excited.
Seeing the little bear nod again, he couldn’t contain his eager emotions any longer and imdiately knelt before Cheng Xiaoxiao.
"Since you can save my father, you surely can save my mother too, can’t you? You can do it, just like before."
She had already tried her best, but feeling helpless, she could only shake her head.
The boy looked at the little bear in disbelief, suddenly inspired, "Right, I’ll be your little brother, I’ll be your servant, just please save my mother."
Gu Yan earnestly, steadfastly gazed into the little bear’s eyes, hoping to see a glimr of hope.
But no, the little bear shook her head.
Seeing the little bear shake her head, Gu Yan was devastated, "Why not? Since you can save my father, why can’t you save my mother, why?"
Seeing Gu Yan’s emotional state, she could only write on the ground.
It’s too late.
What’s too late, father and mother fell into the lake together, saving one ans you can definitely save the second, unless she intentionally didn’t save.
Gu Yan mocked himself with a laugh, "Yeah, right, you never intended to save my mother, only trying your best, at full effort, to save my father. Did you take a liking to him, want to be my stepmother?"
Slam!
A bear paw sent Gu Yan flying to the ground.
Cheng Xiaoxiao was so angry, what nonsense was this little brat talking?
How could a 13-year-old youthful beauty such as herself have any designs on soone like Gu Ming, this middle-aged uncle?
No matter how talented, powerful, handso, and charming Gu Ming might be, it can’t change the fact that he’s a nearly forty-year-old married man!
Does this little brat have mush for brains?
System: "Host, in male-dominated ancient tis, you can’t really bla him for thinking this way."
Cheng Xiaoxiao, with countless profanities unsaid, was so stifled she could almost cough up blood, and she was infuriated upon hearing the system’s words.
Even more furious!
[To hell with male superiority, can a woman of this era compare to ?]
[Am I the kind of woman who needs a man to survive?]
[So what about a male-dominated society? This world is about to end, who will be asking for whom then!]
Cheng Xiaoxiao launched one firecracker-like tirade after another, leaving the system unable to find a chance to counter.
It could only sheepishly shut up, refraining from speaking. Now, whoever speaks gets roasted.
But indeed, there were those who weren’t afraid of death and dashed towards the gunpowder barrel.
Gu Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "What, hit the nail and got angry?"
Ha-ha-ha!
Looks like this lady ca with an agenda too, no different from the many won who tried climbing his father’s bed when his mother wasn’t around.
Cheng Xiaoxiao was laughed into anger.
Looks like she indeed saved an ingrate.
No longer bothered by the mad little brat, Cheng Xiaoxiao went over to the pile of food. After working half the night, her stomach was growling. She struggled mightily to return to her original mode of eating. Afterward, she squinted her eyes and pondered the current situation.
anwhile, Gu Yan, crying and laughing, due to having not rested or eaten for a day and night, passed out on the ground from the emotional turmoil.
Cheng Xiaoxiao disdainfully glanced at him and paid no further attention, focusing on how to get Gu Ming out of danger.
Suddenly, the system reported: "Host, two people are coming."
[Who are they?]
"Two people in black, both heavily wounded, staggeringly walking. Their attire seems more intricate than the dead ones from before, with embroidered patterns on the cuffs and collars, which likely signify their status."
[Judging from clothing, it’s unclear if they’re friend or foe.]
"Yes, both holding blood-dripping long swords, from their movent technique, they’re Inner Strength masters, very reminiscent of Leng Qi."
[To be safe, I’ll hide first.]
Cheng Xiaoxiao hid in a nearby mountain corner, using the thick foliage to conceal herself.
Prepared a pile of small pebbles at her side, just in case they were hostile, she could launch a sneak attack. Luckily, the big knife was still at hand, bringing her so comfort, because just earlier, the System Mall had already been shut down, and she couldn’t fetch anything out.
Now relying on existing food to stave off hunger, she also found the little bear had an unusually large appetite, truly troubling.
Two-quarter hours later...
The two people in black traced the carriage tracks, arriving near the pool.
One of the sharp-eyed people in black imdiately saw Feng Siniang collapsed on the ground; under the hazy moonlight, Feng Siniang’s white clothes were most conspicuous.
They swiftly ran over.
Cheng Xiaoxiao squeezed the stones in her hand tightly, poised to act.
"Miss, Miss."
After checking in a professional manner that Feng Siniang had no vital signs, they were filled with grief and anger.
"Host, these two seem to be Feng Siniang’s subordinates."
Cheng Xiaoxiao relaxed her paw clutching the stones, glad they weren’t enemies.
Soon, they found Gu Ming and Gu Yan as well.
Calling out anxiously, "Lord, Lord!"
"Young master, young master!"
Judging by their calling, these two indeed seed to be guards from Fuxi Castle.
After a brief mont of grief, realizing Gu Ming and Gu Yan were still alive, they were overjoyed and quickly sent out signal flares.
They then waited at the site for rescue.
Cheng Xiaoxiao stayed put, not moving an inch, as martial artists have sensitive hearing; even the slightest noise might get her discovered.
But holding one posture for so long was incredibly uncomfortable.
The two also noticed the at patties and water Cheng Xiaoxiao left on the ground; having also been fasting all day, they verifiably consud them after verifying them non-toxic.
Good grief, those are my rations, hey big brother guards, have you no regard for food ethics? Out of more than ten patties left only two for her, all the rest entered their stomachs.
Now she couldn’t take out any food to eat, only watching her dry rations be divided, made her heart ache!
Not feeling dizzy from hunger, the two began to undress to tend to their wounds.
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