The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

Chi Moran breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Yu Qingqian did not show any expression of doubt or disgust.

"Do you know how to get out?" Yu Qingqian looked at Chi Moran thoughtfully and asked.

Before being sucked in by the whirlpool just now, the sick beauty was injured for himself. Now that he suddenly disappeared, he should be very worried.

Chi Moran shook his head and said, "I searched again, but I didn't find any mechanism. I guess that if you want to go out, you still need to open the mechanism from the outside."

"I'm taking a look." Although Yu Qingqian didn't understand the organization, he still wanted to give it a try, thinking about Feng Chen's injury.

As soon as Yu Qingqian stood up and just took a step, Chi Moran suddenly reached out and tapped her back, and she couldn't move for a moment.

Yu Qingqian didn't expect Chi Moran to attack him. After all, if he wanted to hurt himself, it would not be more convenient when he was in a coma.

Chi Moran walked in front of Yu Qingqian, picked her up horizontally, walked to a stone platform in the secret room, padded her with animal skins and placed her on it.

Yu Qingqian looked at Chi Moran in confusion, unable to move or speak.

The spiritual power in the sea of ​​​​consciousness forms a series of sharp blades waiting for the opportunity. If Chi Moran wants to harm her, then she will launch a mental attack.

Chi Moran saw Yu Qingqian's precautions and did not explain. He pursed his lips and sat crossed on the ground.

As time passed, Yu Qingqian felt that there was a strong airflow running around, but there was no sense of crisis, indicating that Chi Moran was not ready to hurt himself.

After another cup of tea, Chi Moran's closed eyes slowly opened, and a drop of golden liquid was forced out from between his eyebrows and floated in the air.

When Yu Qingqian saw the golden liquid, she couldn't help but freeze, and she found that the liquid contained her own blood essence.

The drop of golden liquid floated in the air for a while, and Chi Moran reached out and tapped it lightly.

Then the drop of golden liquid fell to Yu Qingqian's eyebrows and penetrated into it little by little.

Yu Qingqian suddenly felt the blood in his body beating wildly, and the whole body was as warm and pure as returning to the swaddling clothes.

Only when a person is awake can blood be completely merged with consciousness. No wonder Chi Moran will take action after he wakes up.

At this time, Chi Moyan was sweating profusely, his stern face was pale, and his long ink-colored hair began to turn silver little by little.

After the drop of golden liquid entered Yu Qingqian's body, it quickly merged with the original blood in her body, and the physical defects caused by the loss of blood essence gradually returned to normal, as if it was new, full of vitality, as if full of endless strength.

An hour later, Yu Qingqian's body not only returned to normal, but the spiritual power in his body also reached its peak, thus directly impacting the cultivation of the three-leafed servant from the one-leaf servant.

When he was separated from the fusion of blood and the cultivation base was promoted to meditation, his body was also able to move.

Yu Qingqian hurriedly got up, looked down and saw that Chi Moran had passed out on the ground, with silver hair all over his head, and Jun's face was so pale that there was no trace of blood.

Looking at Chi Moran like this, Yu Qingqian's heart suddenly tugged and hurt. Although the other party refined the blood and returned it to her, she still felt the fetters of the blood.

"Why are you doing this?" Yu Qingqian couldn't help but sighed and lifted Chi Moran up to sit on the edge of the stone platform.

She reached out to probe Chi Mo Ran's pulse, and found that the other party's body was severely depleted at this time.

Yu Qingqian hurriedly mobilized the wood-type power to get into Chi Moran's body, repairing the damaged body of the other party.