Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 178 She always asks for 14

The day after they left Kaifeng Village, an accident occurred.

Wen Chuyan was struck by lightning, and he was seriously injured.

Mu Silan and Jiang Wange solemnly treated Wen Chuyan's injuries, while Song Xianyin watched them with tears in her eyes.

Wen Chuyan looked at Song Xianyin beside him, and his face suddenly turned red.

He turned his head away, feeling incredibly embarrassed that Miss Song had seen him looking so awful.

Wen Chuyan's first reaction after being struck by lightning was to fix his hair, thankfully his hair was very neat now.

But his face was very dark...

Suddenly, he felt something cool and refreshing on his face.

He looked up and saw Song Xianyin wiping his face with a wet handkerchief.

Seeing Wen Chuyan looking at her, Song Xianyin smiled and held up the dark handkerchief: "It looks a bit like charcoal."

Wen Chuyan lowered his head in silence, lost in sorrow.

Song Xianyin looked at him, bewildered, wondering why he suddenly became unhappy.

Jiang Wange's eyes curved into a smile, and she chuckled softly.

This Wen Chuyan is really interesting. He didn't utter a sound when he was suffering from the heavenly tribulation, but in front of Miss Song, he seemed to be greatly shocked.

Mu Silan paused for a moment when he saw Jiang Wange's smile.

She hadn't smiled in front of him in a long time; he remembered that she used to be the one who loved to laugh the most.

Mu Silan lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Wange's face; her complexion was much better than before.

She really doesn't need his help to live a good life.

Just as Jiang Wange raised her head, Mu Silan hurriedly lowered his head.

Song Xianyin then realized that Wen Chuyan hadn't been struck by lightning for making a poisonous oath, but was instead suffering a heavenly tribulation.

"How many times do we have to chop it? What if it gets cooked?" Song Xianyin asked worriedly, leaning against the tree.

Everyone else remained silent. That's how heavenly tribulations are; if you survive them, your cultivation will greatly increase, but if you can't, you simply can't survive them.

Looking at Wen Chuyan's pale face, Song Xianyin looked at him earnestly: "Let me help you avoid the heavenly tribulation, is it possible?"

Wen Chuyan was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe. He smiled at Song Xianyin and said, "Then thank you for your trouble, Miss Song."

How could he avoid the heavenly tribulation? It would follow him relentlessly, but he didn't want to spoil Miss Song's fun.

Mu Silan scoffed from the side, "What are you going to use to hide?"

Song Xianyin sat down next to Wen Chuyan with a serious expression: "I can do divination, and I can run very fast."

If she can figure out when the next tribulation will come, then she can carry Wen Chuyan and run away.

Song Xianyin was sulking; they didn't believe her at all.

But she really can tell fortunes.

Wen Chuyan carefully took her hand: "Miss Song, I believe you."

Song Xianyin was greatly encouraged and immediately began to perform divination.

Mu Silan rolled her eyes silently as she watched Song Xianyin acting strangely beside her.

This kind of thing might fool ordinary people, but it's really unnecessary for them.

Jiang Wange quietly replenished Song Xianyin's food, occasionally slipping her some snacks.

Song Xianyin spent the whole night doing the calculations. Although she knew how, she wasn't very skilled at it.

No matter how Wen Chuyan tried to persuade her, Song Xianyin simply closed her eyes and sat cross-legged on the spot to perform divination.

Wen Chuyan was moved to tears. He wiped his tears away. He was already very touched that Miss Song had gone to such lengths for him.

Song Xianyin actually calculated the time of the next heavenly tribulation.

The Blood Raven, still in its juvenile form, silently took on the role of a mount.

It was carrying two species that were older than itself.

Song Xianyin sat in front, while Wen Chuyan held her tightly from behind.

"Miss Song, this is too dangerous. I'd better get off first." He struggled desperately, trying to jump off the Soul-Devouring Blood Raven.

But Song Xianyin had already tied him up tightly, giving him no chance to escape.

Jiang Wange looked at her with a worried expression: "Miss Song, are you really sure you can handle this? Heavenly tribulation is no joke."

Wen Chuyan's cultivation is so high, so it's fine if he's struck down, but Miss Song doesn't have much cultivation. What if she gets implicated?

Mu Silan's expression also showed some disapproval: "Don't be reckless at a time like this. You'll die if you get struck by the heavenly tribulation."

Now it seems he was just a complete idiot for thinking she was a spy sent by someone.

Song Xianyin frowned deeply: "You really don't believe in the Soul-Devouring Blood Raven? But I think it's amazing!"

The Soul-Devouring Blood Raven was also very angry and let out several unpleasant cries, so unpleasant that Song Xianyin felt her eardrums were about to burst.

Mu Silan's lips twitched; this bird wasn't exactly smart.

"Fly quickly!" Song Xianyin was so frightened that she quickly tugged at the feather of the Soul-Devouring Blood Raven.

I almost forgot about the important matter while chatting with them.

"boom--"

Jiang Wange and Mu Silan fell completely silent as they stared at the large pit not far away.

While calculating the time of the Heavenly Tribulation, Song Xianyin commanded the Soul-Devouring Blood Crows.

After dodging several heavenly tribulations, the Blood Raven's morale soared, and they held their chins high.

It has become accustomed to being used as a mount.

Wen Chuyan stared blankly at the large crater on the ground, somewhat bewildered.

They actually avoided it?

For the rest of the time, Jiang Wange and Mu Silan watched them fly from below, and they always managed to avoid the heavenly tribulation just as it appeared.

Jiang Wange had never seen anything like this before.

Looking at Song Xianyin, who was sitting on the Soul-Devouring Blood Raven with a smug expression, Mu Silan suddenly smiled: "She does look a bit like you did before."

She was just as lively back then; she would never look at him with the same eyes she has now.

Jiang Wange's smile faded instantly, and she sat down a short distance away.

She didn't like getting close to him.

Mu Silan sighed, gently draped his clothes over Jiang Wange, and then sat down a little further away.

He leaned against the tree, looking at the people across from him: "If it weren't for that incident, would we have ended up like them?"

Jiang Wange's face remained expressionless: "There are no 'ifs.' You said you would give me what I want."

Mu Silan's laughter was somewhat desolate: "Don't worry, I won't go back on my promise to you."

Jiang Wange felt a tightness in her heart as she listened to his voice.

They were entangled for fifteen years, and it's not easy to let go, but their fate has run its course.

"Wen Chuyan, hold me tighter." Song Xianyin's eyes were so swollen from the wind that she couldn't open them.

What if he falls down later?

Wen Chuyan felt his ears burning hot, and he lowered his head, holding her tightly without saying a word.

The Blood Raven kept spinning and jumping to show off its strength, which angered Song Xianyin so much that she scolded it severely. Only then did it reluctantly start flying in a straight line.

Song Xianyin glanced at Mu Silan below; it seemed he was arguing with Jiang Wange again.

She mischievously tugged at the Soul-Devouring Blood Raven, which very cooperatively landed on Mu Silan's head.

As Mu Silan was defending himself, he suddenly felt something hot on his face, and a sense of foreboding washed over him.

He touched it with his hand and saw what it was.

He was so angry that he roared into the sky, "Can you please stop that bird from pooping everywhere?!"

A dead bird!