Chapter 2 Anyway... no one around...

Su Wanwan trembled and stretched out her hand, gently stumbled under the boy's nose.

Fortunately, it was still a breath, so she probably just knocked unconscious.

Su Wanwan then breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the boy lying alone on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out to support the boy's arm and help him up.

However, as soon as her palm touched the boy's shoulder, she felt a warmth in her palm.

She looked down and saw a scarlet red in her palm under the dim moonlight, emitting a strong smell of blood.

"Are you injured?!" Su Wanwan looked at the boy again. He was wearing a black night clothes. If her palm had not touched the blood on his body, just looking at this, there would be no abnormality.

What should I do...

Su Wanwan turned around and looked around. There was a wilderness ridge here, everything was shrouded in the night, and waves of wild wolves howling in the distance came faintly.

If he didn't help stop the bleeding, the strong smell of blood might not be long before a group of wild wolves looking for food.

Anyway... no one around...

Su Wanwan gently bit her lips. She stretched out her right hand and silently recited the spell. Her white fingertips instantly flashed with bright light. The light gradually gathered into a line and slowly flowed towards the boy's wound.

After Su Wanwan used spells to help the boy stop bleeding from his wound, he reached out and gently wiped the sweat beads on his forehead.

Her half-baked medical skills can only achieve this level. She has to go to the Immortal to make up for some courses.

However, although the boy's blood stopped, he seemed to have completely fainted.

Su Wanwan sat on the ground, holding her cheeks with both hands, staring at the young man's fair and handsome cheeks, and fell into deep thought.

This year is the matchmaker's election year every 99 years in Heaven. This time, there are 9981 people who come to participate in the matchmaker's election assessment, and Su Wanwan is one of them.

The red lines in the world are complicated. The assessment content of these preparatory matchmakers is to repair these chaotic red lines in the world. The assessment time is one year. For each red line repair, you can get corresponding points. The top three on the final assessment ranking can be honored to become a formal matchmaker.

The eighty-one of them were divided into nine groups, each group led by a Yue Lao. After distributing the preparatory matchmaker's assessment manual, they all went down to earth to start the assessment.

I don’t know how other preparatory matchmakers landed, but it was definitely not like her that they hit the mortals with embarrassment...

Su Wanwan sat on the ground with her legs in her arms, and as she thought about it, she couldn't help but dozing off.

Just as she was sleeping in a daze, the boy who had been lying on the ground and stood up suddenly turned over and sat up.

Su Wanwan was startled and looked straight at the boy with a pair of black and white eyes.

As soon as Shen Yunjing woke up from his coma, he subconsciously reached out to touch his sword. Before the crisis consciousness in his mind had dissipated, he glanced around with vigilance.

Not far away, a woman was blinking her clear and lively eyes at her.

The moonlight in the night shone on her cheeks, making her skin look tender and smooth, with a light pink in the snow-white color.
Chapter completed!