Mo Junxie glanced at it, then took Ye Zhikuang's hand and prepared to leave.

But before she could take a step forward, the person behind her snorted, and a mouthful of blood spat out from her mouth.

"Cousin, what's wrong with you?" Bai Chenxiao came over worriedly, put his hand on her back and patted her gently.

Mo Junxie turned around and saw her bent over, one hand on her knees, the other hand covering her chest, her mouth was bloodshot, and her expression was very painful.

"Crazy." He immediately stretched out his hand to help her up, but her body softened and her head tilted back.

In desperation, Mo Junxie picked her up and asked gently and worriedly: "If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me."

"It's not serious, I just feel weak." Ye Zhikuang rubbed his chest: "It's also stuffy here."

After Mo Junxie heard this, he sat down, put her on his lap, and put a hand on her chest.

He gently rubbed the painful area she mentioned, and a warm air flow circulated inside her body.

She let out a breath, and her eyes fell on Mo Junxie's handsome face. Seeing the worried look on her face, she felt indescribably distressed in her heart.

She smiled, raised her hand and patted his face, saying, "I'm fine."

"If you're okay, then why are you as white as a ghost?" Mo Junxie said with a face, then he pressed her chest hard and asked, "Take a deep breath and see if it still hurts."

She followed what he said, and the pain in her chest no longer hurt.

"It's good to have an immortal by my side." Ye Zhikuang was completely unaware that there was another person standing behind them.

When Bai Chenxiao saw the strange gas that Mo Junxie emitted when he entered trance, he suddenly became suspicious and felt that the gas lingering around Mo Junxie was not that of a normal cultivator, but a strange aura from heaven.

This was the first time he had such a strong feeling, it was the same as the strong aura he exuded for the first time.

This was what he couldn't figure out. No matter how strong a strong person was, he could not abandon the practitioner's own aura. There was nothing like the gas emitted from Mo Junxie's body that was so floating and elusive.

Now after hearing Ye Zhikuang's teasing words, Bai Chenxiao stiffened suddenly, his pupils shrank, and his eyes fell heavily on Mo Junxie.

"He..." Bai Chenxiao raised his finger and pointed at Mo Junxie, with a surprised expression on his face.

Qibao saw that he seemed to have seen a ghost, oh no, seeing the immortal's expression, he came over, shook his body and said: "Don't be surprised, you are such a smart person, you can guess it using your brain.

"

Mo Junxie turned around and glanced at the stunned Bai Chenxiao. He didn't say anything, and just stared at him for a long time. Then he calmly withdrew his gaze, picked up Ye Zhikuang, and turned his back to Bai Chenxiao.

The voice was low: "As Qibao said, I hope you can keep this secret. So far, you are the only one who knows."

"Am I not a human being?" After hearing this, Ye Zhikuang's cat-like claws grabbed the hem of his clothes and argued.

"Well, how can you be a human being?" Mo Junxie raised his head slightly: "If you follow me, you will no longer want to be a human being, you can only be my wife."

Her face darkened, her head tilted, and she leaned on his shoulder, not bothering to defend herself.
Chapter completed!