C935 Let Me Look at My Hand
C935 Let Me Look at My Hand
At this time, everyone finally reacted.
Seeing Sheng Chuxi being protected by Ji Qingzhan and Chung Songran, while the cameraman was still sitting on the ground, he hurriedly ran to the cameraman's side and helped him up.
"What's going on? Did you just fall down?"
The cameraman was still in shock.
Surrounded by the crowd, he gradually calmed down and began to talk about what happened just now.
On the other side, Sheng Chuxi put down the hand holding the wooden stick and heaved a sigh of relief.
Only then did she feel cold sweat trickling down her back and she felt a lingering fear in her heart.
Even though she had followed Liu to practice scattered fighting these few years, her standard was already quite good. However, what she faced just now was not a human, but a creature that she did not know what kind of creature it was. Fortunately, she was scared away, or else they would have really started fighting. He did not know what the result would be.
The night wind blew. The clothes soaked in sweat on her back immediately became cold, making her shiver uncontrollably.
In the next second, her body was wrapped in warmth, and a familiar smell came from the coat on her shoulder.
Sheng Chuxi was slightly stunned.
Raising her head, Ji Qingzhan's handsome face was right in front of her.
At this time, everyone turned on the flashlight of their phones. The surrounding lighting conditions were much better.
Sheng Chuxi could clearly see that Ji Qingzhan's eyelashes were very long and dark. When they drooped down, they covered their eyelids tightly and could not see the emotions inside. His lips were tightly pursed, and his chin was curved beautifully in the cold air.
Qingzhan... was really beautiful.
Sheng Chuxi stared blankly at him, and suddenly a cold voice rang in her ears.
"Let me look at my hand."
Before her brain could react, her hand obediently stretched out by itself.
Ji Qingzhan was stunned, and in the next second, he could not help but bend his lips.
The coldness on his face instantly faded, and his sharp brows became gentle, and his eyes contained a faint smile.
"Why is he like a puppy?"
Sheng Chuxi looked down and saw that her hand was near her chin. It did look like the time when Tangyuan reached out his claws.
She blushed and quickly lowered her hand.
Ji Qingzhan took it and carefully turned her hand over with his palm facing upwards.
The wooden stick was a dried branch that fell from the tree. Its surface was not smooth, and there were many small wooden thorns on it. After Sheng Chuxi used her strength to grasp it, there were a few small wounds in her palm that seeped out a little bit of blood.
Ji Qingzhan once again tightly pursed his lips.
Sheng Chuxi quickly said, "Qingzhan, it's fine. These are all minor injuries. I don't feel any pain."
After a while, Ji Qingzhan's eyes moved away from her hands and seemed to sigh.
"You need to take good care of it. When we get back, I will apply medicine for you."
In the shadows behind them, Chung Songran looked at everything quietly and did not say anything.
At this time, everyone heard what happened from the cameraman and started to discuss it.
"So Xi went to fight ghosts. I thought... she gave me a scare!"
"Xi, when you ran over with the wooden stick, you were too fierce. I thought it was the Rakshasa! Pooh, pooh, it should be the female war god! Her mighty and heroic figure has been deeply imprinted in my mind!"
"Teacher Sheng, you are so handsome! When Mr. Ji and Teacher Chung picked up the wooden stick and ran over, you were also very handsome!"
The cameraman was very grateful.
He looked at Sheng Chuxi and almost cried.
"Thank you, thank you, Teacher Sheng. If you hadn't saved me, I might have been dead by now."
Sheng Chuxi looked at him.
"Are you alright?"
The cameraman quickly said, "I'm fine, I'm fine."
Then, Sheng Chuxi shifted her gaze to the camera in his hand.