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The rainy season is ushering in the Shenjian Sect area.

The sky was overcast and there were no signs of sunshine.

The rain was pouring down, forming a transparent bead curtain on the eaves, blurring the dark mountains in the distance.

Sisi walked around despite the rain, and first carefully closed the doors and windows of the house to prevent the damp and cold air from pouring in and worsening the condition of the seriously injured owner.

Then he ran to dig ditches in the fields to save the flowers and plants planted by his master from floods.

A suppressed cough came from the yard. Sisi raised her ears and sped up her digging movements.

After doing this, he jumped into the nearby water pool, washed away the mud all over his body, rushed back to the yard, and lay down obediently at the door of the room.

Although it is a spiritual beast, it also knows that its owner needs companionship the most at this time.

The doors and windows of the bedroom were closed, the curtains were drawn, and the light was dim.

The man's waist was propped up with a pillow, and he was leaning weakly on the bed. His whole body was soaked in cold sweat. His dark hair was messy and hanging on his shoulders, and some of it stuck to his delicate and bloodless face.

He kept coughing, his body was shaking, hoarse and suppressed.

The tears on his face were not dry, and his slightly round dog eyes were painfully red and swollen.

His pale right hand tightly grasped the quilt around his abdomen, fear and panic occupying most of his mind.

Xie Changlin stared at the void in a daze, his expression was very dull, and he still refused to believe the truth until now.

He is pregnant.

No matter how many times he probed, the faint vitality in his lower abdomen was always there. It was like a man-eating monster, slowly devouring his courage to continue living.

He was terribly frightened.

Even though his physique was accidentally changed due to the Yin-Yang Conversion Pill, no matter how much he changed, he was still not a woman. He was once a real man.

How to give birth to a child?

He was worried about the effects of the Pregnancy Pill, the demonic power in it, and the ghost energy that had entered his body a few days ago.

What he fears most is a monster in his stomach!

Is it a monster or a ghost?

Or has it absorbed demon power, spiritual power, and ghost power and grown into an evil and ugly monster?

He finally managed to get his sister to accept him as he is now, but if he is pregnant with a monster, his sister will definitely abandon him, right?

But the thing in his belly smelled of his sister. Maybe it was really his and his sister's child?

The thought that it belonged to my sister gave me some courage.

However, the battle with Xie Changgeng left him seriously injured, especially his abdomen, which was severely crushed by Xie Changgeng's feet.

The heart-rending pain that penetrated deep into his soul was still like a gangrene on his bones, and he was almost numb from the pain.

The intermittent absence of vitality made him feel sad out of thin air.

He is afraid that he is pregnant, afraid of giving birth to a child, afraid that he is pregnant with a monster, afraid that his sister will abandon him, afraid that he is pregnant with his sister's normal child but he cannot keep it...

He was afraid of too many things.

All kinds of emotions were tumbling in his heart, tormenting him constantly. Every minute and every second he was conscious was torture.

Xie Changlin has long been accustomed to swallowing the pain alone, but this time, it was completely beyond his psychological endurance.

He desperately wanted to grasp at straws.

Until there was a faint flicker of light, a woman as cold as snow appeared in the room, sighing softly and with concern:

"Don't be afraid, little dog, I'm coming."

Xie Changlin couldn't bear it any longer and fell into the woman's arms, hugging her and crying bitterly.

"Sister, sister, I'm afraid, wuwuwuwu..."

"Sister, Changlin still hurts..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for making my sister worry. Chang Lin is not a good little dog. Chang Lin is not..."

The clothes on her chest were soaked with hot tears, and the man curled up into her arms feeling extremely insecure, like a displaced puppy.

Xie Qingyun sat on the edge of the bed, carefully hugged the man, and patted his back gently and rhythmically.

Her voice is as soft as whispering to a lover:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, sister's good little dog..."

Xie Changlin was seriously injured. Although he had taken healing pills, the corrosion of the monks by ghost energy made it difficult for his injuries to improve.

If Xie Changlin's vitality was a tree, most of the tree was now surrounded and burned by ghost energy, and it looked yellow and withered.

Without treatment, your life may be in danger!

The top priority is to remove the ghost energy from his body and allow his body to restore the self-healing ability that a mid-level and high-level monk should have.

Xie Qingyun closed his eyes and gently pressed his hands on the man's shoulders. The cool water-like spiritual power turned into thousands of strands and surged towards all parts of his body.

Along the way, I punched and kicked the ferocious wolves, rescued the besieged good dogs, and rubbed their heads by the way.

"Go back quickly and leave this to me."

Her spiritual power silently comforted Xie Changlin's spiritual power. Xie Changlin's spiritual power was still as obedient as a dog in front of her, allowing her to ravage him as he pleased.

After listening to her consolation, I looked back three times in worry.

"Go quickly, go quickly."

It wasn't until he heard her urging that he re-entered his spiritual veins and began to move around.

After Xiao Xiaoer's spiritual power left, she tore up the evil wolf with her bare hands, purified the energy contained in the ghost energy, and spread it out like a goddess scattering flowers.

Golden light spots were like fireflies, clinging to the bloody areas burned by the ghost energy, slowly repairing them.

More and more spiritual energy left the battle. Some of it circulated around the world according to the mental method, absorbing the spiritual energy in the air to replenish the sea of ​​​​Qi and repair the body, while the other part rushed to the lower abdomen.

Xie Changlin only felt that the pain all over his body was much lighter, and his curled up and tense body showed vague signs of stretching.

"Little dog, I need to let in the ghost energy in your soul."

The man's voice almost disappeared, so hoarse that only his breathing remained.

"Sister, come in."

He hugged Xie Qingyun's waist and was still a little dazed. He just agreed out of habit and didn't pay attention to what the other party said.

Suddenly, a trembling feeling that went straight to his soul made his mind go blank. The pleasure that was far greater than the physical body made him almost pass out.

My sister is so gentle, her consciousness is as gentle as hers, gently wrapping his soul like spring water and isolating the ghost energy.

Like a god descending from the sky, she picked him up and took him out of the wolves.

He was trembling with excitement, and his whole body was weak with excitement. There was only the figure of his sister in his eyes and heart.

It's not that the monk's consciousness or soul is too sensitive, but that Xie Changlin is too sensitive to Xie Qingyun.

For someone you like, even holding hands can make you tremble with joy, let alone a more intimate spiritual contact.

In reality, Xie Changlin hugged Xie Qingyun's waist tightly and moaned unconsciously. His red and swollen eyes were blurred with tears, and he looked as delicate as he could take what he wanted.

By the time the ghost energy was gone, the man had fallen asleep, his fair neck was covered with crystal beads of sweat, and his breath was hot.

Xie Qingyun fed him warm and tonic elixirs, performed two dust-purifying spells, and after checking his pulse, placed him on the bed.

Tuck in the quilt and wait until he wakes up.