Chapter 1 An Unexpected Item

That was a wine skin, neither too big nor too small.

It was the wine skin Fang Senyan had collected from the corpse of the tentacled monster at the iceberg altar!

More importantly, what was inside this wine skin wasn’t wine.

It was one of Saruman the wizard’s major research achievements: the concoction of medicine called Hachiman’s Mucus!

This stuff was magical. The more severe the drinker's injuries, the more Hachiman's Mucus could stimulate the injured person's potential, causing their life recovery speed to increase rapidly! The life value recovery speed increase ranged from an additional 1 point of life every 10 seconds to 10 points of life per second, lasting for 120 minutes.

And for Fang Senyan at this moment! His injuries were undoubtedly considered extremely serious! That also meant that once he drank this potion, the adverse effect of the vitality evaporation – the bleeding damage of losing 5% of maximum health every 20 seconds – was nothing! As for the after-effects of drinking, to hell with them! If there were after-effects that even the space couldn't cure, then Fang Senyan would willingly accept it!

Fang Senyan calmly picked up the wine skin. After shaking it, he used his thumb to pry open the stopper of the bag with a "pop". At this time, he even smiled and nodded, raising the wine skin towards Lurtz on the opposite canyon rock, whose eyes were bloodshot, before tilting his head back and taking a mouthful. His series of actions were so polite and full of gentlemanly demeanor, even inexplicably reminiscent of the way European nobles in the eighteenth century would raise their glasses in a toast!

In fact, it was precisely because of this thing that Fang Senyan dared to let Jiao Shi take all the Hachiman's eggs away. Unfortunately, he had miscalculated one thing: that Hachiman's Mucus could only restore life, while the eggs restored everything.

Lurtz suddenly became dispirited. He closed his eyes and silently jumped off the rock, walking back towards the orc city. He seemed to have lost even the strength to roar. Although Fang Senyan's strength was indeed like an ant in his eyes at this time, this tiny ant had left an indescribable frustration and pain in his life.

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The shadow of the flame danced on the walls of the cave.

The faint fragrance of pine resin diffused in the air, occasionally making a popping sound.

Above the fire, a thick branch was laid horizontally. Skewered on the branch was a large, fat su fish. Under the roasting of the flames, the fish skin quickly wrinkled and cracked, revealing the snow-white flesh inside. The fish had a lot of oil, which dripped out under the flames and was occasionally ignited by the fire, turning the flames below a ghostly blue color, which leaped up with a whoosh.

After roasting for a while, several cracks appeared on the surface of the fish. The oil fragrance overflowed, extremely tempting.

Fang Senyan woke up in this fragrant aroma. His sudden fainting in the mountain pass had nothing to do with Hachiman's Mucus, but was due to excessive blood loss coupled with the cold wind! At this time, Fang Senyan was as weak as an ordinary person, so he would naturally faint. Fortunately, the life-restoring effect of Hachiman's Mucus was extremely powerful, suppressing the extremely vicious special effect of vitality evaporation so that it could not function at all and eventually disappeared.

Seeing him wake up, Wu Ge, who was roasting the fish, quickly came over to help him up. Fang Senyan tried to move his hands and feet and found that there was basically no problem. The wound on his chest seemed to have been treated with divine magic by Wu Ge. Apart from the feeling of weakness after excessive blood loss, there was nothing else.

Fang Senyan suddenly remembered something and immediately said anxiously, "How long have I been unconscious?"

Wu Ge tilted her head, blowing on the fire, and brushed the silver hair that fell down. She said softly, "About four hours. Don't worry, we have successfully escaped. It's quite safe here. Those orcs will definitely not find us."

Fang Senyan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, because the reason he had risked escaping was to do a very important thing, and this thing would take at least half an hour or even an hour. Speaking of which, he could still stay in this world for at least three hours, which was more than enough, enough to do anything.

As soon as he relaxed, he felt a surge of hunger. He was not polite and took the fish roasted by Wu Ge and began to eat it voraciously. This su fish lived in the cold zone and was very plump. The meat was extremely delicate, making it extra delicious, especially the fish skin on the surface, which looked dark and curled up. It looked very unappealing, but when you bit into it, it was full of scorched fragrance, soft and crispy, truly unforgettable.

When Fang Senyan had eaten more than half of it ravenously, he suddenly realized that there was only one fish and that Wu Ge had not eaten yet. He couldn't help but smile embarrassedly and said, "This... I'll catch another one later."

Wu Ge covered her mouth and chuckled, gently whistling. Seven or eight squirrels hopped in from outside, dropping fifteen or sixteen full pine cones. Wu Ge elegantly peeled the pine cones and ate the pine nuts, looking at him with a cunning look and saying, "No need. I can just eat this. I don't eat meat in Rivendell."

At this time, Fang Senyan changed his posture and leaned against the stone wall. But this made his back comfortable, but raising his hand to eat the fish would pull on the wound in front of his chest, so he couldn't help but frown a little. Wu Ge was also very considerate and immediately sat beside him, holding the branch to make it easier for Fang Senyan to eat. Fang Senyan was probably quite hungry and was not satisfied after eating a su fish. Seeing the oil stains on Wu Ge's slender, snow-white fingers so close, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick them.

However, with this lick, Wu Ge's entire body trembled violently.

She only felt as if an electric current had passed through her finger, making her whole body numb. In that instant, her breath seemed to become scalding hot. Her whole body had originally been enveloped in a very fresh aura, but at this time, this aura gradually turned into an indescribable fragrant aura, like the scent of tuberose that had been steamed by the heat on a summer night, which, while making one feel refreshed, also had a kind of intoxicating impulse.

Wu Ge could say that she had never experienced this kind of feeling before. Even when she was lying on Fang Senyan in the cave and pouring out her heart, she was mainly focusing on venting and confessing her feelings. In the elves' long lives, they had the patience, composure, and elegance of trees, so it was difficult to have such a strong, rich, and intense feeling of sublimation and burning.

Because he wasn't full, Fang Senyan sucked the elf girl's fingers clean before smacking his lips with lingering interest. At this time, he also suddenly felt that the atmosphere was wrong, not only because the aura around him had changed from fresh to a rich, romantic fragrance, but also because Wu Ge's blushing face and shyly lowered eyes were really tempting. Fang Senyan was also a little tempted and was thinking of ways to seduce this girl when he heard Wu Ge say in a very dazed voice, "What is this feeling? Why is it so unfamiliar? It's so strange.

It's like my whole body is about to burn up. I've never had such a strange experience before."

She suddenly slowly stretched out her slender, snowy hand, with a bit of shyness and bewilderment, and said, "Although it's too much to say, but... can you kiss my finger again, Guardian? I really want to experience that feeling from the beginning again."

Faced with such a request, what else could Fang Senyan say? He began to hold Wu Ge's hand, starting from the fingertips, slowly kissing upward, his tongue wantonly roaming on the elf girl's snow-white skin, only feeling that the romantic and intense meaning in the air was getting stronger and stronger, and the smell was slowly turning into the rich fragrance of roses.

When Fang Senyan's hot mouth landed on the elf girl's pointed ear, she finally couldn't help it, and a suppressed, trembling cry suddenly escaped from her slightly open mouth.

That voice was like the sound of a kitten, full of ignorance, naivety, and an indescribable subtle temptation.

Suddenly, probably because no firewood had been added for too long, the bright flame of the campfire shook a few times helplessly and then went out. Only the red embers remained, shining in the darkness. In the faint light, Wu Ge's naked skin was still dazzlingly white. Her slender legs were wrapped around Fang Senyan's waist. Her eyes were closed, her cheeks flushed, but she had already begun to clumsily search for Fang Senyan's mouth. Although there was wind and snow outside, the cave was full of spring.

Fang Senyan was originally a person with good self-control. When he gradually removed those extra coverings from the elf girl's body, he couldn't help but be amazed by the unusual smoothness and whiteness, and uncontrollably wanted to go up to kiss, caress, and rub, which was met with low moans and clumsy welcomes.

In addition, many of the elves' concepts seemed to be different from humans, lacking that artificial shyness and coyness, but possessing a natural straightforwardness and frankness.

Wu Ge also tried her best to cooperate with many of Fang Senyan's requests. For some reason, Fang Senyan originally planned to treat her gently and carefully, but a very violent impulse gradually emerged in his heart, as if a fire was licking and burning in his heart. He craved to vent, and it seemed that only crazy venting could extinguish this fire!!

"Damn it!" Fang Senyan suddenly woke up. Could this be the side effect of Hachiman's Mucus, causing people to fall into a semi-crazy state for a period of time?

Then his reason completely fell………

What followed was naturally a storm-like ravaging, greedy plundering and biting, while the poor elf girl only silently endured, shyly catering, and occasionally let out a half-weak, resentful snort, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, making Fang Senyan even more unscrupulous....