Chapter 2: 2.第2章 各救一次

As soon as the words fell, a green figure fluttered its wings and landed swiftly on the large stone in front of her. It was a parrot with beautiful feathers, and it was even wearing a set of beautiful clothes.

"Eight Little Sister, quick, give me the Essence-Consolidating Pill!" Yun Ling reached out toward the parrot. "He's dying!"

"You want to save this man?" Little Eight Sister's wings fluttered a few times, and her voice shifted from shrill to resentful. "Ying ying ying ying... Yun Ling, you're having an affair!"

Yun Ling raised an eyebrow; this was the sign before her anger erupted. "Eight Little Sister, do you still want your beautiful clothes? Do you still want to pick delicious Vermillion Fruits?"

Of course, she still wanted the beautiful clothes, and of course, she still wanted to eat intact, undamaged Vermillion Fruits. Thus, Eight Little Sister immediately and obediently fished a red pill out of a small hidden pocket in her clothes. She offered it up with both claws, watching as the Essence-Consolidating Pill slowly slid down her 'love rival's' throat, accompanied by a faint sound of swallowing.

Eight Sister immediately beat her chest with her claws in a gesture of heartbreak. "Yun Ling, you're abandoning me!"

Yun Ling ignored her, continuing to observe the man before her—er, although he wore a mask, he seemed to be quite handsome. About fifteen minutes later, the man slowly opened his eyes.

When An Mei opened his eyes, he met a pair of incredibly spirited phoenix eyes. The depths of his gaze were clear and transparent, as pure as the moonlight in the sky above. "You saved me?"

The man's voice was low and hoarse due to the pain. Yun Ling wasn't sure if such a hoarse voice was his original voice, but even so, she felt it was pleasant to hear—when a person is good-looking, minor flaws can naturally be ignored.

As Yun Ling thought this, An Mei struggled to try and sit up. Yun Ling was startled, and her expression immediately darkened. "Don't move if you don't want to die! All your internal organs have been displaced!"

An Mei's brow twitched. He was secretly startled, but he knew what she said was true. He knew exactly how much power the Sect Leader of the Qianji Sect possessed—not to mention his subordinates, every single one of whom possessed extraordinary strength.

"You saved me?" An Mei looked seriously at the small youth before him, who was intentionally maintaining a stern face and, despite wearing men's clothing, could be seen at a glance to be female. His gaze shifted from initial coldness to indifference.

Yun Ling nodded and then shook her head. An Mei was puzzled. Eight Little Sister, who was still standing on the large stone in a "golden rooster standing on one leg" pose, fluttered her wings and stepped onto Yun Ling's shoulder. She glared at An Mei with her tiny eyes, full of hostility, her tone resentful: "Yun Ling, what's so good about him? Why are you leaving me for him? Ying ying ying ying..."

An Mei's gaze drifted upward. A bird and a man locked eyes. Finally, Eight Little Sister truly began to cry "ying ying ying ying," stretching out her two claws to cling tightly to Yun Ling's neck. "Yun Ling, he's being mean to me! Ying ying ying ying..."

An Mei wanted to laugh, but he couldn't afford to right now. In fact, the fact that he could be awake and speaking a few words was entirely thanks to the selfless contribution of Eight Little Sister's Essence-Consolidating Pill. "Your bird is quite interesting."

Eight Little Sister had already been sad, but now that her sore spot had been poked, she cried even more miserably. "Ying ying ying ying... All the men in this world are black crows! There isn't a single good man in the world, ying ying ying ying..."

Impatiently, Yun Ling grabbed Eight Little Sister with one hand and tossed her away with the other. "Come back in fifteen minutes! Mwah!"

"Ying ying ying ying... Yun Ling, how can you be so heartless! To think that I, Eight Little Sister, have been so devoted and loyal to you all these years, only to realize my sincerity was misplaced... ying ying ying ying, my life is so bitter..." Singing a tune from who-knows-where, Eight Little Sister fluttered her wings and flew away, looking back three times.