Chapter 8: Post-War Healing

"It's a good job, Ye Fei, I didn't expect you to be able to defeat the elite of the cat demon cavalry with the power of the lowest-level ghost swordsman, it's really impressive."

When Ye Fei finished the battle, Paris came out of the forest on the side, a pair of black stockings radiating a charming brilliance in the sun.

"Huhu, don't say it, I'm feeling bad right now."

Ye Fei also didn't want to say anything, his feet were weak, and his body fell directly to the ground, trembling slightly.

"Is this the aftermath of using the Blood Fury? It's really fatal. He thought to himself.

In the duel with the cat demon elite just now, it was the first time he used the skills of the blood qi system in actual combat, but what Ye Fei didn't expect was that the sequelae of this blood rage would be so serious.

Okay, I won't make fun of you when you look so painful, well, this is for you. ”

With that, Paris took out a small emerald box from her clothes pocket, and after opening it, a strange fragrance suddenly spread, "Although this thing is not as good as the bottle of Heavenly Healing Elixir you drank just now, it is still very significant in dealing with your situation. ”

However, when he was fighting against the cat demon elite just now, Ye Fei shook it many times, and although the injury on the surface of his body was not serious, there was a surge of blood and qi in his body, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"Goblin's nerve anesthetic machine, rare quality, can temporarily paralyze the pain on the body after use, lasting fifteen minutes."

Paris saw the curiosity in Ye Fei's eyes and said, "The duration of this thing is only fifteen minutes, if you still feel pain after fifteen minutes, then I can't help it." ”

"Fifteen minutes? I think it should be enough. Ye Fei reached out and took the small box handed by Paris, and after looking closely, he found that it was a box of ointment.

"Just apply the ointment inside to the sore area." Paris says how to use it.

After listening to Paris's words, Ye Fei also immediately took out some ointment in his palm, and first applied some to his arm, the first feeling of this ointment was cold, like the feeling of a black ointment.

When he was about to apply the ointment to his back, he found that no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't reach it, and he could only cast a "pleading" look at Paris.

"Paris, I can't reach my back, now I feel hot there, it's up to you to help me."

After Ye Fei finished speaking, he also handed the small box in his hand to Paris, and Paris naturally would not refuse Ye Fei's request.

Paris took the box and asked Ye Fei to sit up straight, came behind him, and swept her gaze to his back.

I saw that three terrifying claw marks appeared behind him at some point, these three claw marks were so exaggerated that even the well-informed Paris frowned, if it weren't for Ye Fei wearing a black warrior robe, I'm afraid he would have changed his color a long time ago.

"Shhh

Just as Paris had just applied the ointment to Ye Fei's back with her palm, Ye Fei suddenly gasped, his teeth clenched, and his lips trembled slightly.

"Hold on, this pain is nothing, it's just some skin trauma." Paris also said coldly, but a slight tremor could be seen in the depths of her pupils.

"Well, I'm fine, you can continue to take the medicine."

It may be because the ointment that Paris applied just now took effect, and the pain behind Ye Fei at this time was not as obvious as it was at the beginning.

While Paris was concentrating on taking medicine for Ye Fei, her body was unconsciously approaching him, and Ye Fei quietly turned his head to see Paris's focused face appear in front of him.

Coupled with the faint fragrance coming from Paris's body, Ye Fei's heart couldn't help but be in a trance, and the arms supporting her upper body were also soft, directly touching her Holy Maiden Peak.

"It's so soft!"

This was Ye Fei's first feeling.

"Bear with it a little longer, I'll treat the wound first, otherwise the wound will worsen after a long time." Paris didn't seem to notice the situation of the two at this time, and was still seriously cleaning Ye Fei's wounds.

With a "pop", Paris didn't know where to take out a water bag, unscrewed the plug on it, and directly poured the water inside on the wound on Ye Fei's back, brushing the sand particles on it.

"Paris, can you tell me something about you?"

Just when the two of them were silent, Ye Fei suddenly spoke, as if he felt Paris's astonishment, and quickly explained: "Having someone talking to me like this can also distract me a little and make me less painful." ”

After listening to Ye Fei's explanation, Paris also smiled happily, her eyes curved into a crescent moon, and said, "Okay, then what do you want to hear?" ”

"Really? That's great. After getting Paris's consent, Ye Fei also said: "I've always wondered why a beautiful and kind woman like you has the nickname of Princess of the Stinky Ditch?" ”

When Paris heard Ye Fei's question, the movements of her hands were obviously stagnant, and she was obviously a little surprised by Ye Fei's question.

Ye Fei also noticed the change in Paris, and hurriedly said, "Did I say the wrong thing, I'm really sorry." ”

"It's okay, since you want to know then I'll tell you."

Paris pressed her hands on Ye Fei's back and said, "Actually, there is really a story about the origin of this nickname. ”

"I grew up as an orphan in a small town called Slam, and when I was an adult, I chose to become a street fighter, a profession that would do anything to win."

Paris smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and then continued: "Slam is a world of criminals, I have wandered towns full of criminals since I was a child, and I have developed a habit of not trusting others and using everything I get my hands on as a weapon, and the nickname Princess of the Smelly Ditch is perfect for me. And the reason why I was stunned just now is because you said that I am kind, and I can tell you that I don't know how many people died at my hands. ”

Paris spoke in an almost cold tone, and Ye Fei could feel the disgust in Paris's heart when she said these words.

"But aren't those who died at your hands some deserving of it?"

However, Ye Fei once again said something that surprised Paris.

"You're right, those people deserve it, and luckily, the darkness of Slam has long since faded under my takeover."

It was only at this time that Paris's tone warmed up, and she changed back to the Paris that Ye Fei knew.

"Wow, it looks like Sister Paris is still a soil emperor, and she actually took over a small town!"

After Ye Fei listened to Paris's words, he also deliberately pretended to be surprised and said, his eyes widened, but his exaggerated expression was known to everyone to be pretending.

"Okay, I didn't expect you little devil to dare to compare me with those fat-headed and big-eared things, it's really bold." Paris was also infected by Ye Fei's behavior, and stretched out a plain hand to twist his ear, refusing to let go until Ye Fei begged for mercy.