White Moonlight Beauty Dressed as a Villain[Transmigration Book]

The person on the bed moved, and a hoarse sound came out of his throat.

Lan Qiu hastily withdrew her hand, wiped her sleeves, wiped away her tears, retracted the little expression on her face, and gathered her hands into her sleeves.

Duan Yixuan opened his eyes somewhat unaware of his life and death, and a glimmer of light came into his eyes, and he turned his head to see the picturesque beauty again.

He said hoarsely: "Am I...alive?"

Lan Qiu looked down at him: "I saved you, but it was only for a while. If you want to survive, you can only practice."

Duan Yixuan was silent for a long time.

Lan Qiu couldn't help clenching his hands under the sleeves. His tired body and usual temperament made him want to sleep with something soft in his arms.

"I can't practice." Duan Yixuan said in a hoarse voice.

He added: "I'm just a piece of trash."

Duan Yixuan's eyes fell outside the window, and there was a gloomy look on his immature face, as if the whole person was dark.

Lan Qiu looked at him quietly for a long time, then said, "What if I say I can let you practice."

Duan Yixuan didn't react much when he heard the words, but just glanced at Lan Qiu, as if he didn't believe it at all.

It's been 14 years, why hasn't he tried to find a way, but he was never disappointed.

He didn't realize that there was a faint trace of hope in his heart.

Lan Qiu has read the article, so she naturally knows how Duan Yixuan can practice. Immortals and demons are in the same body, and it is difficult to coexist. If you want to practice now, you have to suppress one place so as not to be swallowed.

He stood up, put his palms on Duan Yixuan, and concentrated his attention.

If it were an ordinary person, entering Duan Yixuan's body would only feel dryness, but Lan Qiu was different, he was a fellow spirit demon practitioner, spiritual power and demonic energy co-existed in his body, he could feel what was left in Duan Yixuan's body.

It is also because of this reason that Lan Qiu's body is always particularly weak. After cultivation, ordinary cultivators will not even get sick, but he is on the contrary, not only will get sick, but even get sick easily.

Lan Qiu's approach made Duan Yixuan lose his mind for a moment, when he fully recovered, Lan Qiu was standing aside and looking at him.

"I do have a way to help you practice, but only after your injury recovers."

Duan Yixuan's eyes were a little astonished, he seemed to be in disbelief: "I...I can practice?"

Lan Qiu just wanted to speak, but suddenly felt a wave of fluctuation, and a cold and deep voice came to his mind.

"Lan Qiu."

Lan Qiu's expression changed slightly, and he said to Duan Yixuan, "You stay here for now."

He raised his hand to hide Duan Yixuan's aura, his figure flickered, and he went outside the door.

Under the giant tree not far away, there is a man standing, dressed in a dark blue robe, with long hair and high bundles, handsome and stern, with sharp edges and corners, and an aura of indifference.

Lan Qiu suppressed the uneasiness in her heart and forced the appearance on her face.

"Why is Peak Master Xu here?"

Xu Youqing glanced at him, with a little obvious inquiry in his eyes.

"It's nothing, it's just that this year's conference has started, and the leader asked me to invite you over."

When Lan Qiu heard the words, a plot popped up in his mind, he almost forgot that today was Hua Xiaozong's Apprenticeship Meeting, and it was also the first time the hero of the article "Defying the Sky" stepped into Huaxiao Sect.

Lan Qiu nodded: "Thank you, Master Xu, I will go there on my own after I finish practicing the medicine."