Lan Xiuxiu looked at Ling Ye, blushed and said shyly: "Take it off here?"

"Uh, no, sister comes with me."

After hearing this, Ling Ye hurriedly took Lan Xiuxiu into his room and closed the door. Lan Xiuxiu sat on the bed, with her back facing Ling Ye, and slowly took off her clothes, her smooth back exposed in front of Ling Ye's eyes.

Ling Ye then closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before calming down his restlessness.

In order to relieve the embarrassment, Lan Xiuxiu in front asked, "Where did your clothes in my secret room come from?"

"Those clothes are Luo Yunzhen's and have not been disposed of. This time, they were thrown into my sister's secret room to make a decoration to confuse the powerful spirit transforming power." Ling Ye said, gently stroked the green marks on Lan Xiuxiu's back with his right hand. A hint of coldness came through his fingers, and Ling Ye's fingers trembled slightly.

"So that's the case. You have the intention. Otherwise, if these things are revealed by that senior, I'm afraid I will be killed." Lan Xiuxiu knew that she had thought more in the afternoon. After feeling Ling Ye's fingertips touched, her body moved slightly, and her delicate face turned red.

Ling Ye began to gather his soul power on his palm, and his palm gently pressed against Lan Xiuxiu's back. Lan Xiuxiu felt that the back was much warmer, and the position of the green marks behind him became more comfortable.

Ling Ye used his right hand to send soul power and took out a small bottle with his left hand, poured out a drop of colorful liquid, hung it in the air, then pinched it into a sword finger with his left hand, pushing the colorful liquid to Lan Xiuxiu's back, and then continuously injected the pure colorful energy of heaven and earth into Lan Xiuxiu's body.

When the energy entered the body, Lan Xiuxiu felt that the spiritual power in her body was involuntarily activated, and she thought to herself: What pure energy, where did Ling Ye get it?

Ling Ye investigated the innate soul injury. Qinghen's disappearance became faster, and his soul power consumption also became faster. When he stopped injecting his soul power, Qinghen had no trace of disappearance. It seemed that this energy could only help restore the injured person's body and increase the repair of his soul power.

Xiao Xuan, who felt his soul power drop rapidly, appeared in the room, looked at Ling Ye, then at Lan Xiuxiu, and said nothing, just guarding him.

Half an hour later, Ling Ye was a little confused. Xiao Xuan quickly stopped. Ling Ye took back his palm, and the drop of colorful liquid was also put into the bottle by Ling Ye. Then he looked at the green marks on Lan Xiuxiu's back, and it was less than 10% removed.

Ling Ye frowned. He had almost consumed all the soul power he could use, and he had only repaired so many times. It seemed that this soul injury was really terrifying. If Lan Xiuxiu had not met him, she would probably never be able to cure the soul injury.

Lan Xiuxiu naturally felt the soul power coming from Ling Ye. She felt mixed feelings in her heart and didn't know how to face Ling Ye. This little boy she had only known for a few months.

After Lan Xiuxiu felt Ling Ye stopping, she looked back at Ling Ye and saw that Ling Ye’s eyes were slightly unconscious, which was obviously a side effect caused by excessive consumption of soul power.

"Sister, I'm afraid it will take several more times before it can be completely healed. I'll heal you after a while! It's best not to use your soul power during this period, so as not to expand the soul injury again." Ling Yexun put a piece of clothing on Lan Xiuxiu, then left the room, and meditated in the hall to rest.

After a while, Lan Xiuxiu walked out with a pretty face slightly blushing and saw Ling Ye sitting on the side. She saw Nannan teasing the little fox on the side, and then stepped forward to have fun with Nannan.
Chapter completed!