Chapter 16 Care

After the night, the two set off again.

In addition to being the nest of dragons, the mountains are also the residence of monsters. They can avoid the dragons in the valley, but they can't avoid the wild beasts looking for food.

Selsi and Tarasha were surrounded by a group of ghost wolves. Their bodies were translucent blue, their eyes flashed with cold light, and they were crawling, ready to pounce at any time.

Selsi played the lyre to control them, but the sound waves passed through their transparent bodies. Selsi's heart was empty for a moment, and her attack was ineffective against them.

In contrast to Selsi's helplessness, Tarasha was very calm. The ghost wolf was a shadow monster, and she happened to come from the abyss of shadow.

She was the queen of the same system. She drew out her dagger and stepped out a gust of wind with her feet. After the wind passed, the air was filled with the smell of blood.

The wolves surrounding Tarasha were stimulated by the death of their own kind and turned to attack Tarasha.

After another gust of wind, the body of the ghost wolf fell to the ground in all directions. Tarasha was covered in blood. She stood in the middle of the pile of corpses like a king overlooking his spoils of war. The blood on her face did not destroy her beauty, but made her look even more profound and unpredictable.

Selsi was shocked by Tarasha's fighting power. She quickly stepped forward and grabbed Tarasha's arms. "Are you injured?"

She checked Tarasha's body from front to back. Tarasha didn't expect Selsi's first reaction to be concerned about her. When she first killed the wolf, she was very comfortable, but now facing the concern, she behaved like an ignorant child, not knowing what expression to show or what words to say.

"These ghost wolves can't hurt me." She tried to emphasize her strong martial arts to change the subject, but Selsi didn't do as she wished.

"Are you really not injured? Don't be so stubborn." Selsi took out a towel and wiped the blood off Tarasha's face.

Tarasha slapped Selsi's hand away with one paw and took out her own hand towel. "I, I can do it myself."

The red marks left by the blood covered her shyness. It was too intimate. Tarasha hated such a close distance, but she was a little happy in her heart.

"Why don't you want my help? Aren't we friends?" Selsi reached out her hand again, and Tarasha's half-step back was abruptly stopped by her words.

"Friends..." she thought, looking at Selsi's sincere eyes, she hesitated to answer the question "...Yes"

"That's it." Selsi took a step forward and took a hand towel to help Tarasha clean the blood plasma and dust on her body.

She treated it as if she was treating a treasure. The idea of ​​retreating kept circling in Tarasha's mind, but she finally compromised and stiffened her body to let Selsi help her take care of herself.

After Tarasha was cleaned up, the two continued to move forward.

Time passed, and they climbed over several more peaks, but it seemed that they were still a long way from the exit. They stood on the hill and looked at the front that they could not see.

"How far is it?" Selsi hammered her legs, and Tarasha rubbed her hands. They spent longer than expected in this mountain range, crossed countless peaks, and encountered many dangers. Now they have no change of clothes, and their food and water are almost gone. They are in a mess.

The map clearly shows that they are almost out.

"Is it really a ghost this time?" Selsi swallowed her saliva, trying to moisten her dry throat.

A water bottle was stretched out in front of her, "Drink some, your throat should be very important to you." Tarasha handed her water bottle to Selsi. She couldn't accept such a beautiful face speaking in a duck voice.

"I drank it, what do you drink?" Selsi didn't take it. From the other party's smoky voice, she knew that the other party didn't have much water.

"Don't worry about me." Tarasha forcefully stuffed the water bottle to Selsi. Selsi held the water bottle with both hands, and didn't refuse the other party's kindness.

She took a sip and handed the water bottle to her mouth again. Tarasha didn't want to drink, so Selsi directly put the kettle against her lips, and Tarasha swallowed subconsciously. After she reacted, she looked at the other person with complicated eyes. Is this considered an indirect kiss?

"Uh... please understand during this special period?" Selsi was a little embarrassed after reading the other person's eyes.

"Do you mind... or you can kiss me back?" She made a more embarrassing suggestion with a short circuit in her brain.

"..."

A cough interrupted their awkward atmosphere.

"Ahem, the two kids have to go out." The voice was old and hoarse. The two turned around and saw that it was a tall ancient tree that was talking, or perhaps it would be more appropriate to say that it was a tree spirit.

Tarasha wanted to answer, but she was shocked by Selsi's words just now. Selsi glanced at her and thought that she had lost her voice because of her dry mouth, so she pushed the kettle into her arms and said, "Drink more quickly."

He turned to the tree spirit again: "Yes, what advice do you have, senior?"

"Haha, rest assured, young man, I have no ill intentions." The tree spirit pretended to wipe his non-existent beard, "It's just that I saw that you two have been trapped here for a long time, and I want to help you two."

Selsi didn't believe that there is a free lunch in the world, "What price?"

The tree spirit laughed: "My friend, you don't know, you have already reached the outside of the mountain, but you mistakenly entered the maze here and thought you haven't left the mountain yet."

Tarasha heard the maze and looked at the tree spirit vigilantly, and her hand quietly grasped the dagger.

The old tree spirit continued, "The maze here was originally to prevent outsiders from coming in, but I didn't expect that you two would come out of the valley. I felt your confusion, and now I will send you out."

The tree spirit is the closest to nature in this world, so it can often distinguish the good and evil of human souls. They are happy to make good friends, and when they meet people who have lost their way, they will lend a hand as long as they are not deeply sinful.

The tree spirit waved its hands, and a green swayed in front of Selsi and Tarasha. When they opened their eyes again, they were already standing outside the mountain.

Selsi and Tarasha looked at each other and thanked the valley together.

Tarasha turned her head and stared at Selsi as she bowed. She couldn't think of any special relationship between the two of them, if strangers who were calculating against each other could be counted.

She let herself empty her mind and didn't care. The less she cared, the clearer the tree spirit's voice became, "Don't get lost in the darkness, cherish the people in front of you."