Amidst the serene and somewhat mysterious mountain forest, Chuxuan and Tushan Susu walked at a leisurely pace. Suddenly, a crisp sound pierced the tranquility like a sharp arrow. Chuxuan keenly perceived that this seemingly crisp noise was intertwined with faint, ethereal traces of killing intent. That murderous aura, like a venomous snake hidden in the shadows, flickered its cold forked tongue and quietly closed in on them.
Chuxuan’s gaze turned cold and vigilant in an instant. Like a startled leopard, every muscle in his body tightened. Without a moment's hesitation, he quickly turned sideways, pulling the innocent Tushan Susu tightly behind him and building a solid barrier for her with his own body.
"Ugh!" Tushan Susu’s delicate little face instantly crumpled into a ball, and her two little hands uncomfortably covered her ears. With a hint of grievance and discomfort in her voice, she said to Chuxuan, "Taoist big brother, I feel a bit unwell." Pain flickered in her eyes, making her look like an injured, endearing little fawn.
Chapter 323