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Xu Linghe was worried about Yan Xue's abdominal injury and couldn't wait to lead her to his cave as soon as he returned to Yaoshan Temple.

"Little Junior Sister, you can sit wherever you like." After he said that, he turned around and looked for the most effective medicine among the rows of medicine bottles.

Yan Xue roughly scanned Xu Linghe's cave. There is a light mist filling the cave, and various strange herbs and elixirs are dotted around it, and the aroma is fragrant.

Soon, Xu Linghe came over with a celadon medicine bottle, poured out a gray-brown pill and fed it into Yan Xue's mouth.

The elixir melted in his mouth, and Yan Xue clearly felt that the pain in his abdomen had become relieved.

"How do you feel?" The worry in Xu Linghe's eyebrows did not seem to be fake.

Yan Xue didn't want him to worry, nor did she want to live up to his good intentions. She shook her head and said, "Thank you, senior brother, but the wound on my abdomen cannot be healed by pills."

"How is that possible? This is a ground-grade Blood Yang Pill."

Xu Linghe checked the label again and again in confusion to make sure he didn't take the wrong medicine. This made him even more puzzled. Could it be that his alchemy skills had deteriorated?

A slender black figure walked slowly outside the cave.

"Because it was me who hurt her."

After the words fell, Yan Xue raised his eyes and looked up. Ruan Yuan was dressed in a simple and elegant gown, and his hair was tied up with a fine jade hairpin. His face was cold and handsome, and he was extremely handsome.

Ruan Yuan walked closer slowly, and when his deep eyebrows fell on her, he couldn't help but sink, and said to himself: "You went out and got hurt again?"

"Yeah." Yan Xue lowered her eyes, not daring to look directly into his eyes.

She was probably still afraid of him deep down, after all, her life was in the hands of a man. She must become stronger to escape the control of men!

Ruan Yuan's eyes stayed on her for a moment, and then he glanced at Xu Linghe coldly from the corner of his eye and said: "Get out of here."

Xu Linghe's breath suddenly stopped. This is his cave, why should he be asked to get out!

But the upper realm is the principle of strength first. Xu Linghe was reluctant in every possible way and could only give Yan Xueluo a "call me if you need anything" look, and left his cave with dissatisfaction.

In an instant, they were the only two people left in the cave. The air was filled with low pressure coming from the man.

Yan Xue secretly clenched her fists in her sleeves and mustered up the courage to shout, "Is the Immortal Lord looking for something to do with me?"

"Heal your wounds."

The man's tone was calm and indifferent, but it contained an irresistible majesty.

Yan Xue opened his eyes for a long time to react, but even when he came back to his senses, he was still filled with reluctance.

After the injury healed, she was about to be killed. She knew that the man didn't like her, but she wouldn't be so eager to kill her!

Ruan Yuan's dark eyes swept over her cheeks with scrutiny. When he saw the fear and rejection of him on her face, his already cold voice became a little lower.

"Why don't you turn around?"

"Yes!" Yan Xue tensed her body and turned around quickly, beads of sweat already appearing on her forehead.

"Meditating on luck, how can I teach you this?" Ruan Yuan's tone became more and more indifferent.

"Yes!" Yan Xue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly followed Ruan Yuan's instructions and meditated on the spot.

A warm and broad palm was suddenly pressed against her back. Yan Xue shivered slightly, trying her best to calm down her restless emotions, sensing the warm and powerful spiritual energy that Ruan Yuan sent into her body.

A quarter of an hour later, Ruan Yuan retracted his hand. He slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the woman's slender and white back neck.

Yan Xue was still digesting this huge spiritual energy and did not notice that Ruan Yuan had stood up and stood beside her.

She sat cross-legged on the couch, with black hair like lacquer and skin like snow. The aura working around her body gave her delicate figure a layer of light, making people unable to take their eyes away.

Ruan Yuan withdrew his eyes and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Okay."

When Yan Xue slowly opened his eyes, Ruan Yuan had already turned his back, regaining the alienating pressure of the past.

He said: "You are not easily active due to your injuries. Pack your things and move into Linghe Immortal Residence today."

Hearing this, Yan Xue's pupils suddenly shrank. Isn't Linghe Xianju where Ruan Yuan lives now?

How could she practice and take revenge on the Yan family if she was stared at by this man for twenty-four hours?

"No."

The woman's smart and crisp words came, Ruan Yuan turned around and narrowed his eyes slightly, "What did you say?"

Yan Xue clenched her fists and pumped up air, raised her head, but her voice was trembling with guilt: "I...I have to go to the lower world often. It's inconvenient to live there!"

Ruan Yuan's face darkened slightly, "Why are you going to the lower world?"

"There is a princess in the Yun Kingdom who is seriously ill, and a reward of 100,000 spiritual stones is offered to cure her injuries. I plan to try my luck." Yan Xue told him with a mixture of truth and falsehood.

"Yun Guo..." Ruan Yuan turned sideways to avoid Yan Xue's sight, and then his spiritual pupils opened and changed into a strange blood color.

At the same time, a pair of invisible eyes opened in the sky above Yun Kingdom.

Xu Linghe closed his eyes, woke her up and said, "I'm afraid it's a trap."

"I'm going to trap too."

"You know it's a trap but you still go?" A half-smile appeared on the corner of Ruan Yuan's mouth, and his eyes were cold and chilly.

Yan Xue avoided the displeased look and said bluntly, "I'm going. My mother... my things are still in their hands."

"What makes you so persistent? If it's a magic weapon of spiritual energy, you can just pick one up from me. If it's an elixir, I'll take you to Yao Lao to ask for it."

"This is different." Yan Xue lowered her head, but couldn't hide the indifferent sadness in her eyes.

Ruan Yuan's eyes stung for some reason. He gradually couldn't figure out why he was so angry with this woman. Was it because she was what he needed...

Where does she want to go, who does she want to find, and what does it have to do with him?

Ruan Yuan flicked his sleeves, closed his eyes from the chaotic emotions, and said: "Even so, I only have one condition."

"What is it?" Yan Xue looked up expectantly.

Ruan Yuan looked at her intently and sighed slightly, "If you are missing a hair, I will only ask you!"

"Don't worry, Immortal Lord, I will protect myself!" A smile finally appeared on Yan Xue's face, and she got up anxiously to leave.

Ruan Yuan was still a little worried. He pulled off the jade medal from his belt and hung it on Yan Xue. He warned: "Don't forget, your life is in my hands. I didn't let you die, and no one can hurt you." you."

Yan Xue nodded fiercely, like a chicken pecking at rice. In fact, she didn't listen to a word Ruan Yuan said.

She doesn't need to have too much interaction with a person who will kill her sooner or later. The more affection he has, the more pain he will feel when parting.

Ruan Yuan naturally understands this truth.

Watching Yan Xue jump away, Ruan Yuan stood there for a long time unable to recover.

Suddenly, a biting coldness swept through his limbs and bones with lightning speed.

The toxins quickly traveled through the body, making his muscles and bones weak and his chest contracting violently. He bit his lip quickly and managed to regain some clarity in his eyes.

It's poisonous again...