White Moonlight Beauty Dressed as a Villain[Transmigration Book]

Chapter 43 Advanced

Duan Yixuan's perception of external objects seemed to be shielded, he could only feel that there was a person in his arms, warm and soft, as if it could warm his heart.

The boiling and irritable mood couldn't help but calm down, the raging fire seemed to turn into a slow stream, cool and refreshing.

Duan Yixuan opened his eyes vaguely, his voice was burning.

He saw a young man hugging him tightly, and he could see his porcelain-white cheeks with a pale color when he tilted his head.

"Master?"

The deep voice was extremely hoarse, as if it had been ground by sand and stones.

Duan Yixuan didn't see his face clearly, but felt that this aura was very familiar.

Lan Qiu's figure was slightly stiff, but he soon relaxed again. He drooped his eyelashes and did not respond. His white fingers lightly touched his back, and the spiritual power in his body was still being sent to his body.

The spiritual power that was originally like a lake in the dantian gradually faded until there was only a cloud of mist left.

The feeling of skipping Nascent Soul and Jindan directly from the distraction stage and falling into the foundation establishment stage is really uncomfortable.

Her throat was fishy and sweet, and a sense of powerlessness welled up from her body.

Lan Qiu turned her head to look at Duan Yixuan for the last time, her slender, crow-black eyelashes trembled slightly, casting shallow shadows on her eyes, and her obsidian-like eyes gradually lost their spirit.

Just as Duan Yixuan felt a little more conscious, the body in his arms suddenly softened, and he fell into his arms.

His heart skipped a beat, he quickly lifted him up and called out in a low voice, "Master?"

As soon as the words fell, Duan Yixuan's body froze.

The young man in his arms has a handsome appearance, fair complexion, exquisite facial features, and a gentle and non-aggressive appearance. He looks like a young master who has always been pampered by his family.

He looks good, but that appearance is not Lan Qiu's, nor is it as magnificent as Lan Qiu's.

Duan Yixuan remained silent for a long time, enduring his still stiff body, bent down and laid him flat on the ground.

That's right, Master has already gone to Yunjin City, so how could he appear here.

A sense of loss rose from my heart, and an indescribable sense of emptiness spread in my heart.

Before he had time to think about it, the spiritual power surging in his body washed over the narrow meridians, causing bursts of pain.

Duan Yixuan's face changed slightly, he quickly sat down cross-legged, and began to suppress that spiritual power with luck.

He is only at the ninth level of Qi refining, and it is difficult for him to adapt to such a dense mass of spiritual power. If he does not refine it, he may explode and die.

Duan Yixuan glanced at the young man lying on the ground from the corner of his eye, and made a decision at this moment, he closed his eyes, and temporarily focused on refining spiritual power.

If he exploded and died, let alone save the savior, even he would not be able to save himself.

Duan Yixuan tightly closed his eyes, completely concentrating on refining the spiritual energy in his body.

He didn't know that not long after he closed his eyes, a white mist surged in the forest. The fog was so thick that he couldn't see the scenery clearly. The birds among the branches flapped their wings lightly and flew away from this area area.