Chapter 5, Can't Tolerate It Any Longer

At dawn, the woman finally awoke. As soon as she opened her eyes, she immediately sat up alertly, her silver eyes narrowed, scanning the surroundings with a piercing gaze. Instinctively, she reached out to feel for her weapon—only to find nothing.

Fortunately, the medical alcohol I had in my bag was still there. I cleaned the wound and then bandaged it. Dao Lin is not a medical professional, so the bandage was applied rather haphazardly. After finishing everything, Dao Lin was exhausted and sweating profusely.

Finally, she clearly shouted out the name Chen Daolin

Just as he was about to step back, Xiao Lan suddenly lunged forward and pressed herself against Chen Daolin. The woman was thus pressed against him, and even her gentle breath brushed against his cheek, creating a ticklish sensation that felt as if it reached deep into his heart

Being called "Darling" by a girl like this still made Chen Daolin feel quite pleased in his heart

Are you called ... ... not to play? To indulge in corruption? To cry? Ah ... ... is it Bu Lu? Huh? Does this happen to mean blue in English? Then I shall call you Xiao Lan

The woman actually threw the crystal core directly into Chen Daolin's arms

Is this the magic that is spoken of in legends ...? ... Healing spells and the like?

I hope that no more ferocious beasts will come running again

At this moment, Chen Daolin's heart was racing, and his mind was left with only one thought

The woman seemed to furrow her brow, and her gaze immediately took on a peculiar quality

Then, a strange glimmer flashed in Xiaolan's eyes. She suddenly lowered her head, extending her delicate tongue to gently lick Chen Daolin's neck

It turned out that Xiao Lan watched Chen Daolin jump into the lake to bathe without intervening, but she also walked over. As she walked, the girl with long legs gradually began to remove her clothes.

After a while, the woman with silver eyes stood up and walked back to Chen Daolin's side, pointing at the long vegetable knife beside him—her own short dagger had already been destroyed

She seemed completely unconcerned about her body being exposed to Chen Daolin's gaze, merely placing one hand on her chest as she slowly walked into the lake.

It was perhaps because Chen Daolin did not take the opportunity to escape, or perhaps because he tended to his own wounds, or maybe due to some other reason. In the time that followed, the silver-eyed woman became much more courteous towards Chen Daolin

Although your appearance is economical and practical with a flat chest, your slim waist and long legs are particularly alluring, especially those round and elongated thighs. If this were in Chen Daolin's own world, such a beautiful girl with legs, although her chest is a bit small, undoubtedly possesses the supermodel figure that could grace the cover of a magazine

From beginning to end, Chen Daolin quietly sat by and watched how this woman dismembered a pack of wolves. In the end, when he saw her extract the small crystal, Chen Daolin finally confirmed one thing in his heart

Looking back, he was met with a scene that made him nosebleed profusely

After resting for an entire day, Chen Daolin could no longer hold back by evening. He made several gestures to Xiaolan, regardless of whether she truly understood, and grabbed his backpack, running towards the edge of the lake.

Even if the breasts are small... they are still breasts!

... ...

After all, having read countless stories of time travel and played numerous games, Chen Daolin immediately grasped the key point within them

Darling m.hetushu.com.com ! ''

Subsequently, Xiao Lan pointed at the chest armor worn by Chen Daolin, specifically at the flame tulip pattern on the armor, and asked a few serious questions. This was already the second time she had expressed such serious doubts about this pattern. Even the dullest person would sense something amiss, let alone Chen Daolin, who was not foolish; he also realized that something was off. Unfortunately, due to the language barrier, their communication was currently limited to just their names.

Chen Daolin quickly shoved the soap into Xiao Lan's hands

Most importantly, she opened the head of the alpha wolf and extracted a crystal-like object the size of a peach pit from inside, which appeared to emit a faint and subtle silver light

Looking at the silver-eyed woman who lay in a deep slumber, Chen Daolin sighed: "Whether you can wake up depends on your own character; anyway, I have done everything I could."

Then the silver-eyed woman fixed her gaze on Chen Daolin's eyes, and a strange shyness unexpectedly appeared on her face—fortunately, this shyness was fleeting, so quick that even Chen Daolin did not have time to capture it.

The woman took it, gave him a deep glance, then turned and walked away. However, she ran to the surrounding area and began to dissect the corpses of the fallen wolves one by one. Her movements were skilled, akin to a seasoned butcher. Moments later, she had completely severed the antlers from the head of the pack leader, and one by one, the wolf skins, whether damaged or intact, were also stripped away.

Is this the legendary beast crystal core?

Chen Daolin initially did not understand, but as the woman persistently repeated those few notes while pointing to her own nose, Chen Daolin finally realized and understood that it was her name

It is evident that she intends to borrow.

... ... ''

Although there was still a language barrier, the two individuals were able to patiently engage in some simple gestures for communication

Finally, he pointed at his own nose and said: "Dao Lin!"

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, glancing at Chen Daolin, who was sitting nearby with his eyes closed against a large tree. She then looked down at her own clothes, which had been loosened, and the crooked bandages that wrapped around her left chest and shoulder.

Chen Daolin felt at a loss, unsure whether to look or not. However, Xiao Lan was much more generous; she leaned in, sniffing around Chen Daolin, her eyes sparkling with delight. Finally, her gaze settled on the soap in Chen Daolin's hand, and she pointed at it.

The originally gruesome injuries have mostly disappeared, leaving only some faint pink scars behind

What kind of constitution is this! Chen Daolin was astonished, and then a mysterious religious prayer ceremony that Xiao Lan performed in front of the fire this morning suddenly flashed through his mind... That sacred light, entirely milky white.

In Chen Daolin's view, this young lady, Xiao Lan, is indeed a formidable girl. Despite sustaining such severe injuries, she is surprisingly able to remain lively and active. After resting for just half a day, she actually tore off the bandages from her body. What left Chen Daolin astonished was that the originally gruesome and terrifying wounds had already healed by more than half

After he repeated it several times, Xiao Lan finally understood

Just as Chen Daolin's eyes were about to pop out, Xiao Lan calmly approached him, her expression unchanged. Although the lake water had already risen to his chest, the clarity of the lake and the picturesque scenery seemed to obscure little of the spring beauty.

Chen Daolin was truly exhausted. He had originally intended to rest his eyes, but unexpectedly fell asleep. When he was kicked awake, he lifted his head and saw the silver-eyed woman standing before him, looking down at him from a height, her body wrapped in bandages.

Uh? Is this considered compensation? Chen Daolin was somewhat puzzled. However, he could still perceive the kindness in the woman's silver eyes. He grinned and took out a sausage from his backpack, tore it open, and handed it over.

... ... Alright. Chen Daolin wickedly accepted this title without correcting it

Due to the backlighting, Chen Daolin could not see the expression on the woman's face, yet he could sense that the gaze in her silver eyes seemed to penetrate through him.

This is intolerable! I truly cannot bear it any longer! If one can still endure this, then what does it mean to be a man?

When she arrived by the lake, the scantiness of the fabric on this young lady was already comparable to that of the cover girl of a magazine.

It must be stated fairly that, when treating the wounds of this silver-eyed woman, Chen Daolin indeed had no thoughts of desire whatsoever

Regrettably, I can only give up once again

This seems to be truly conducting some kind of religious prayer ritual

Chen Daolin was taken aback as the silver-eyed woman pointed to the ground—there lay the electric baton, severed into two pieces

Chen Daolin was filled with rage, and a surge of malice rose within him. With a roar, he spread his arms and lunged forward, and in an instant, the two of them tumbled into the clear waters of the lake

After the woman completed the ceremony, her face was filled with exhaustion, yet her eyes shone even brighter.

This is not to say that our Dao Lin is a paragon of virtue, but rather that the injuries on this woman are simply too horrific. The sight of her blood-soaked and mangled body possesses no aesthetic appeal whatsoever. Chen Dao Lin is certainly not the type to revel in bloodshed like a sadistic maniac. Even for an average person who is not squeamish about blood, witnessing such injuries would be enough to make them retch, which would indicate a strong psychological resilience. How could there possibly be any lingering lust in such a situation?

Reaching the shore, Chen Daolin quickly stripped off his clothes and jumped into the lake, splashing as he went. Holding a bar of soap in one hand, he thoroughly washed himself—after the stench of blood was finally washed away, Chen Daolin contentedly walked back onto the shore

Having rekindled the fire, Chen Daolin began to pack his belongings one by one, and then, without hesitation, put on the fiberglass chest armor that belonged to him.

Watching the silver-eyed woman eat the sausage with a look of suspicion, her eyes suddenly brightened. A single sausage quickly disappeared into her stomach, and her gaze towards Chen Daolin became increasingly friendly. She walked up to Chen Daolin, pointed at her own nose, and then clearly articulated several notes.

Regardless of the language barrier and whether the woman was willing or not, Chen Daolin assigned her the nickname "Xiao Lan".

Chen Daolin hesitated for a moment before handing over the kitchen knife

The two individuals gazed at each other for a moment, and then the woman slowly walked to the side, facing the bonfire. Suddenly, she gently knelt on one knee, placing one hand on her chest and the other pointing to the ground. With her eyes closed and a look of deep reverence on her face, she began to murmur softly.

What surprised Chen Daolin was that as the prayer ceremony progressed, the silver-eyed woman gradually emanated a halo of sacred and awe-inspiring light. This milky-white glow appeared warm and inviting, yet it subtly concealed an air of authority that made one hesitant to gaze directly at it