When I Lay Flat, the Female Lead Panicked - Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Older Sister

In a flash of lightning and flint, she blocked Hu Chou’s attack with her sword.

Wen Nanshu’s clear, cold eyebrows furrowed slightly. With a light leap, her movements were nimble and natural. She reached out and hugged a waist.

In an instant, she completely wrapped Luo Xiaoxiao in her embrace, taking her with her, and quickly leaped from their original position, dodging the air blast produced by the two attacks.

Zheng! Zheng!–

The clear sound of the sword still echoed clearly in her ears.

In the blink of an eye, where Luo Xiaoxiao had just stood, a new, large pit was blasted out by the powerful sword wave.

“Wow…”

In mid-air, she tilted her head and stared blankly at the place she had just been standing.

It wasn’t until her cheek unconsciously touched a soft surface and her nose was filled with a fresh and elegant fragrance like a quiet valley orchid.

That Luo Xiaoxiao belatedly realized she had been embraced by a beautiful woman and saved…

Her mind trembled. For a moment, she had no emotion of fear. Luo Xiaoxiao even dared to bravely look up, meticulously studying the brows and eyes of the person who saved her.

And in that moment, her gaze met Wen Nanshu’s, who had looked down to check on her. Their eyes perfectly met…

She stared blankly at the beautiful eyes. They were completely filled with the reflection of her own face. They were like the misty, rippling surface of a lake in winter, blurry and serene, making it hard to grasp her emotions.

She looked at the face carved from flowing jade, a body sitting still like a suspended moon. Her moth eyebrows were gently lowered, and her skin was like congealed cream. Every inch of her face was like the most perfect creation of the heavens. No matter who held the brush, they could not portray even a fraction of her unparalleled beauty.

Thump… A feeling of a heart fluttering swept over her!

Her heart trembled, and her cheeks flushed slightly. Luo Xiaoxiao subconsciously murmured, “So… so beautiful…”

Such unparalleled beauty on earth. To say she was “brilliant as a spring flower, radiant as the autumn moon” was an understatement.

“…” Wen Nanshu didn’t notice the amazement in Luo Xiaoxiao’s eyes.

She looked down at the girl. Her gaze was dazed, somewhat lost in thought, as if she was scared silly by the recent events.

The young girl’s glassy eyes were very beautiful. Especially now, they were slightly filled with tears from shock, which made her round, deer-like eyes even brighter and more charming, sparkling like stars in the river. It made one lose their focus for a moment.

She paused for a moment. Then she restrained and withdrew her gaze.

Seeing that they were out of danger, she politely released the hand that was wrapped around Luo Xiaoxiao’s slender waist, separating their bodies.

Wen Nanshu’s clear, cold expression remained unchanged. Her elegant and ethereal voice was gentle. She looked at the pathetic girl, whose clothes and hair were now messy and her eye sockets were slightly red, and asked concernedly, in a business-like manner.

“Young lady, are you alright?”

“Ah… I, I…”

She felt the strength around her waist loosen. Suddenly being asked this by Wen Nanshu.

She realized that she had been staring at her beautiful face like a pervert for a long time. Luo Xiaoxiao’s cheeks turned pink. She was a little embarrassed.

But that embarrassment seemed to matter less as soon as she went into her “drama master” mode the next second.

Because after she came to her senses, Luo Xiaoxiao took the initiative. Without hesitation, she raised her hands and tightly wrapped them around the other’s soft, slender waist. She once again buried her face in the beautiful woman’s soft chest and immersed herself in the act.

“Wuwu, older sister~”

Her small body trembled with fear. It was as if she had suddenly found an outlet for her grievances.

Luo Xiaoxiao’s clear, cute, deer-like eyes immediately filled with glittering tears. They hung on her long, dense eyelashes like crow feathers, swaying precariously. She looked incredibly pitiful.

“…” It was as if a faint electric current shot through her body.

Even someone as calm and ethereal as Wen Nanshu found it hard to maintain her cold expression for a moment. She couldn’t help but sigh in shyness.

“How can someone call ‘older sister’ with such… a delicate and charming tone?”

“Young lady, you…”

Her beautiful thin lips were pressed stiffly together. She was a little unaccustomed to it and wanted to break free from Luo Xiaoxiao’s koala-like tight grip. Wen Nanshu was about to lower her head and say something to make Luo Xiaoxiao let go of her first.

But it was as if the girl sensed her small attempt to escape. She was hugged even tighter in the opposite direction…

“Wuwu, older sister, it was so scary, wuwu, I almost thought I was going to die…”

She didn’t give Wen Nanshu a chance to refuse her. She looked up at Wen Nanshu, appearing so fragile.

The girl’s tears rolled down. Her expression was like a wet rose. She was soft, delicate, and yet incomparably beautiful. She cried like a “pear blossom with rain,” making one’s heart ache.

“You…”

Perhaps Luo Xiaoxiao’s acting was too realistic, or she was simply scalded by her hot tears.

Her heart tightened. Wen Nanshu was momentarily at a loss. So she didn’t continue to stop Luo Xiaoxiao from holding her. Her increasingly brazen, hooligan-like behavior.

“Older sister~ I’m scared~ wuwu~”

“Young lady…”

“Older sister~ wuwu~”

“…”

Her waist was hugged very tightly. A small, trembling head was nuzzling left and right in a sensitive spot on her chest.

She had never had such a close, intimate action with anyone. She was a little flustered for a moment. Wen Nanshu’s cheeks even slowly turned a beautiful shade of red from a strange sense of shame.

She was tightly hugged by the crying girl. She held back her urge to escape. Wen Nanshu didn’t know how to comfort her. She could only helplessly let Luo Xiaoxiao hold her and cry.

However, Wen Nanshu felt that it might be her misconception. Every time she wanted to separate or tell Luo Xiaoxiao to let go.

The girl would seem to get a fright, her voice would break at just the right time, and she would cry out in fear. Then she would stickily and clingily hug her back.

And with a pitiful look, she would force back the tears in her eyes, looking up at her timidly.

Like a lost little deer in the forest, she would open her beautiful, teary eyes, looking at her with a helpless, anxious expression, as if she was afraid of being abandoned.

It made one’s heart fill with an infinite desire to protect her…

As the saying goes: a woman’s three tears, acted to break your heart.

On this side, Wen Nanshu simply believed Luo Xiaoxiao’s acting and felt pity and sympathy for her. While on the other side…

Luo Xiaoxiao, who was gleefully “eating the beautiful woman’s tofu,” was so happy that her heart was throwing a party.

“Wuwu, older sister’s waist is not a waist, it’s the curved sword of the Third Brother Who Takes Lives! Older sister’s legs are not legs, they’re the spring water by the Seine River! Older sister’s…

Ehhehe, sticking to my beautiful wife. Wuwu, wife is so fragrant, ehhehe… so fragrant and soft, so good to hug~~

Oh my god, hehe, this is too happy. I’m going to drown in my wife’s chest. So fragrant and soft, hehe… (maniacal laugh) (crawling) (twisting) (creeping in the dark)…”

“…” She felt a sudden chill down her spine for no reason.

She looked at the small hand on her waist that was vaguely restless. She looked at the beautiful and delicate girl in her arms, who, despite her messy clothes, was not diminished in the slightest.

The girl was in her arms and crying so pitifully. But for some reason…

It was a kind of intuitive feeling. Wen Nanshu had a vague feeling that she was being harassed by some kind of bad, dirty thing…

But when she saw the small, slender, and fragile neck exposed from the dark hair of Luo Xiaoxiao, who was crying and trembling while buried in her chest.

Wen Nanshu temporarily wondered if she was overthinking it.

“She must have been truly scared by that villain, right?”

She sighed lightly. She took the initiative to gently pat Luo Xiaoxiao’s back to comfort her. Wen Nanshu’s beautiful brows were slightly furrowed as she thought so understandingly.

“You… you two!”

The corner of his mouth twitched. He looked at the two of them, who seemed to have completely ignored him. They were holding each other stickily and somehow looked well-matched.

Hu Chou’s expression was a mix of anger, vigilance, and confusion.

That crazy woman, wasn’t she just a while ago acting like a big shot? Now she’s all “older sister” and “scared.” Ugh, who is she pretending to be a pitiful green tea for?

And I’ll take a closer look at the woman beside her. Good heavens. One wave hasn’t settled, and another has started.

It’s one thing for Luo Xiaoxiao to find help, but she found someone from the Heavenly Sword Sect!

How did a demon like her get involved with those dog cultivators?

And if my information isn’t wrong, a certain person in the Heavenly Sword Sect has the ability to directly kill the previous Demon Lord.

Could this be her?

His gaze toward Wen Nanshu became probing. Just as Hu Chou was thinking about how to get some information.

He looked up and his eyes met the sly gaze of Luo Xiaoxiao, who was nestled in Wen Nanshu’s arms.

“Crazy woman, you…”

He faintly felt that something was wrong. Hu Chou was about to speak, but he first smelled a strange scent.

“Wait… what’s that smell?”

His scalp suddenly felt hot! And by the time Hu Chou smelled the distinct burning smell, the fire had already grown, instantly burning the top of his head.

“Aah! Aah!… What’s going on?! Where did the fire come from, water! Water! My hair, my hair!!!”

Her lips curled into a playful smile. She was nestled in Wen Nanshu’s arms. In a place where Wen Nanshu couldn’t see, Luo Xiaoxiao’s body was trembling lightly.

Perhaps she felt that the big lightbulb next to her was too much of a nuisance and was affecting her ability to hug her wife.

Luo Xiaoxiao had secretly thrown a small spark over. She didn’t expect the result to be so good, turning the flamboyant fox into a bald fox, hahaha.

Demon Palace products are a must-have!

You see, what she casually threw was the True Samadhi Fire from the ancient divine beast, the Dark Fire Phoenix’s Nirvana.

Tsk tsk, legend says that wherever it passes, not a single blade of grass grows. As for whether hair will grow back, hmph hmph, she wasn’t so sure.

“You! You! Luo Xiaoxiao!!!”

He finally managed to put out the fire on his precious hair. He looked at his hair, which was more important than his life, now gone.

He didn’t need to guess who’s handiwork it was. Hu Chou’s lungs were about to explode!

His entire face was twisted. Demonic energy radiated outward. He yelled at Luo Xiaoxiao sinisterly.

“You’re asking for death!!!”

“Older sister, wuwu, look at that bald guy. He’s so scary~ I’m so scared…”

Seeing Hu Chou’s black, pathetic face, she couldn’t help but shake with laughter. But Luo Xiaoxiao didn’t drop her act. She immediately buried herself in Wen Nanshu’s arms and trembled, pretending to be scared.

And as the “ceiling” of combat power in the entire book, Wen Nanshu was naturally not to be trifled with.

Her expression sharpened. With a thought.

Her sword, “Flying Snow,” which was stuck deep in the ground not far away, began to vibrate violently. It instantly appeared by her side.

And it quickly multiplied, creating thousands of sword clones. In a stance of absolute protection and encirclement, all of the sword tips pointed at Hu Chou, who was preparing to pounce and bite Luo Xiaoxiao to death, ready to stab him into a porcupine at any moment.

Wow! It’s Flying Snow!

Her eyes lit up. She recognized what the legendary divine weapon that made up the sword formation around her was.

She remembered the description of Wen Nanshu’s destined weapon, the ancient divine sword Flying Snow, in Sword of Pride:

The sword’s body is as thin as a cicada’s wing. The hilt is carved with snowflake patterns. The scabbard is made of deep-sea black iron and covered with tough golden thread. With its light and pure appearance, it symbolizes the swiftness of the wielder’s sword art and the purity of their soul!

While Luo Xiaoxiao was excited. To be honest, her legs were a little weak.

After all, this thing, if not handled well, could also be used to stab her…