One...two...three...in a blink of an eye, more than a dozen apricot blossom trees were broken in the waist. It can be seen how much power each punch of Xuanyuan Xiang contained. At this moment, Lan Ruoxue truly knew how the wounds on Xuanyuan Xiang's hands came from, but Lan Ruoxue knew that he could not stop Xuanyuan Xiang at this time. Perhaps letting him vent his vent now is the best choice.

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Lan Ruoxue didn't know how long she had been standing there. In short, there was a burst of coolness from her clothes wet with sweat. The night dew in early autumn is very heavy. In addition, the amount of internal energy consumed just now, Lan Ruoxue felt a trance, and the coldness that was spreading all over her body filled every corner of Lan Ruoxue's body. Lan Ruoxue couldn't help but hugged her arms, but there was no warm feeling at all.

"Sister Lan, are you okay?" Just as Lan Ruoxue was about to fall down in a daze, Xuanyuan Xiang appeared next to Lan Ruoxue in time and hugged her in his arms.

Lan Ruoxue struggled and shook her head, trying to make herself more awake. Looking at Xuanyuan Xiang who was so close, Lan Ruoxue felt as if all her fatigue had disappeared. All this seemed worth it for Xuanyuan Xiang. The "paji" sound was so thin, but at such a close distance, Lan Ruoxue still heard it. Looking in the direction of the sound, a drop of red blood dripped on the ground.

"Your hand..." The wound that had just healed opened again, and the blood-covered hand stinged Lan Ruoxue's eyes.

"It's okay, how are you doing? Are you tired?" Xuanyuan Xiang shrank his hand back embarrassedly, trying to make Lan Ruoxue stop looking at his hand.

"Fortunately, it's not in the way." Lan Ruoxue struggled to stand up from Xuanyuan Xiang's arms. This chest and this embrace were many times when Lan Ruoxue wanted to go to a place where he was intoxicated, but the woman's reserve made Lan Ruoxue stand up, but the warm feeling made her reluctant to leave, and she didn't know when she could really rush into this person's arms without restraint.

"Go back and rest, I'm fine." Xuanyuan Xiang looked at Lan Ruoxue quietly. Although her blue clothes were dyed black and red with blood, her hair had long lost shape, and her face was pale and bloodless, Xuanyuan Xiang knew that this woman had touched her. While speaking, Xuanyuan Xiang inadvertently took Lan Ruoxue's hand and held her towards the bamboo house.

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Everything in the room was the same as before. Xuanyuan Xiang pulled Lan Ruoxue, walked past the table, and came to the bed inside the room.

"Sister Lan, today...thank you..." Yes, if Lan Ruoxue hadn't helped her clear her damaged meridians today, the situation would have been even worse.

"What's going on with you? Is it because... Is it because... Is it sobbing blood?" The brief warmth couldn't make Lan Ruoxue forget the horror of Xuanyuan Xiang just now. The violent aura in his body was like a stubborn disease, not only in Xuanyuan Xiang's body, but also in Lan Ruoxue's heart.

What Lan Ruoxue asked was exactly what Xuanyuan Xiang didn't want to say, but looking at Lan Ruoxue's eyes, Xuanyuan Xiang couldn't lie to her, so he could only nod in silence.

"How long does it take?" Lan Ruoxue was not surprised at Xuanyuan Xiang's answer. Perhaps she had thought of it for a long time, but this time it was Lan Ruoxue looking at Xuanyuan Xiang, but Xuanyuan Xiang lowered his head and never dared to look at Lan Ruoxue's eyes.

"I had an attack once every half a day before, but it's getting more and more frequent recently. It's already happening once every few hours." Xuanyuan Xiang didn't dare to see Lan Ruoxue, but he still answered Lan Ruoxue's question honestly, "Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm already looking for a way to suppress this violent aura."

Lan Ruoxue didn't say anything, just staring at Xuanyuan Xiang, and didn't know what she wanted to see on Xuanyuan Xiang. Perhaps because Lan Ruoxue's eyes were staring at her a little unnatural, Xuanyuan Xiang stood up, pulled the neat quilt on the bed, and carefully took the initiative to get up.

While speaking, Xuanyuan Xiang had already prepared a bed for Lan Ruoxue, "Sister Lan, you should rest first. I will think of a solution for my business. Don't always worry about me. I'll go back first." After that, Xuanyuan Xiang turned around and wanted to leave, but the person behind him grabbed Xuanyuan Xiang's hand.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else in Senior Sister Lan?" Xuanyuan Xiang did not look back because he was suddenly afraid of seeing Lan Ruoxue's eyes. For some reason, Xuanyuan Xiang couldn't tell a lie in front of Lan Ruoxue, but he was even more afraid that Lan Ruoxue would say something that would make him embarrassed. If she told him to give up the opportunity to practice in the sword tomb, what should he answer?

"Don't go back, okay? The power of crying blood is too great, it's not something you and I can control." Lan Ruoxue hesitated for a moment, but Xuanyuan Xiang could still feel the trueness of Lan Ruoxue's words.

Sure enough, Lan Ruoxue still said this, and Xuanyuan Xiang also knew that crying blood was terrible to him, but Xuanyuan Xiang was more and more hoping to see crying blood. The feeling was hard to explain, but Xuanyuan Xiang could feel the crying blood as if there was a magic power calling him desperately, not to go back? It was too late, just like a bloodthirsty person was stained with blood, and it was impossible to get rid of it.

Xuanyuan Xiang's silence made Lan Ruoxue know the answer, but Lan Ruoxue did not let go. Her gentle voice seemed to be begging Xuanyuan Xiang, "Don't go back today, stay with me, okay?" The backlash of Xuanyuan Xiang's tears has penetrated into his bones. In this situation today, perhaps it will only become more powerful in the future. Lan Ruoxue's heart is afraid that Xuanyuan Xiang will become unfamiliar in the future. At least today, let Lan Ruoxue take a good look at Xuanyuan Xiang and remember his current appearance in his heart.

"Okay..." This time, Xuanyuan Xiang did not refuse and turned around again. Xuanyuan Xiang's hands were placed on Lan Ruoxue's shoulders, and his eyes were facing each other. The tenderness made both of them unable to extricate themselves. The solidification of the air between them made Xuanyuan Xiang's brain a little blank, but there was still the only reason left. "Sister Lan, change the clothes. This clothes were stained with blood, so dirty."

Lan Ruoxue did not refute. The clothes on her body were stained with sweat and blood, and they had already been tightly stuck to her body. The taste was not good. Lan Ruoxue had already wanted to change her, "Then you sit down first, I'll change into clean clothes." As she spoke, Lan Ruoxue took out her clean clothes and walked out of the room.
Chapter completed!