In a secluded private house, Muchen and Bai Lingyun were sleeping hugging each other.

I don't know how much time passed, but Bai Lingyun opened his hazy eyes. His face was still pale, but there was already a trace of blood.

Feeling the warmth in her arms, Bai Lingyun was a little puzzled. When she saw that the person in front of her was Muchen, she suddenly became furious.

He swung out a palm with all his strength, knocking Muchen flying more than ten meters and hitting the wall not far away.

"Ah yo..."

After receiving a sudden heavy blow, Muchen woke up from his sleep and couldn't help crying out in pain.

"Bold...you...you dare to humiliate me...I...I'm going to kill you!!!"

Bai Lingyun's expression changed drastically, and he struggled to get up and kill Muchen.

Muchen covered his chest and cried out: "Sister...it was you who held me and refused to let me go. It really has nothing to do with me."

Fortunately, due to the cold poison, Bai Lingyun's true energy cannot circulate in his body. Otherwise, with this palm strike, Muchen would be disabled even if he was not dead.

At this moment, Muchen heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

Muchen was shocked and rushed to Bai Lingyun in one stride, picked her up and threw her into a magic circle.

"Don't move... don't make a sound!!!"

After activating the magic circle, Muchen lay on the bed with a look of pain on his face.

At this time, the door was pushed open with great force, and two people dressed as disciples of the Lei Yan Sect rushed into the room and began to search around.

First, he glanced at Muchen on the bed. Muchen's face was pale, he was exhaling more and taking in less air... He was about to die.

I have to say that Muchen's acting skills are still very good.

The two Lei Yan Sect disciples looked disgusted. Most of the surrounding houses were poor people, and there were also many idle cultivators. In a place like this, this situation was very common.

Coupled with the tattered appearance of Muchen, he looked like a dying man.

"Help...help..."

Seeing Muchen calling for help, the two Lei Yan Sect disciples obviously looked down upon him and looked around the room for a few times before leaving.

Seeing the two people leaving, Muchen immediately turned over and sat up, closed the doors and windows, and then went to the magic circle to get Bai Lingyun out.

At this time, Bai Lingyun had calmed down and said: "I didn't expect that you also know how to use the magic array..."

"With some small tricks, we can only avoid the outer disciples. If a master comes, it will not be so easy to hide it."

"Now...what's going on outside?"

"The Seventh Holy Temple and the Lei Yan Sect have sealed off the surrounding area. We... are unable to fly. We only hope that the Piaomiao Immortal Palace can come to us."

Bai Lingyun shook his head and said: "It's unlikely. Lei Yanzong and my Misty Immortal Palace are at odds with each other. Elder Wu's face alone will definitely not make Wan Bing give in."

The surrounding area is full of Lei Yanzong disciples. If Elder Wu wants to come in, he needs Wan Bing's permission. Obviously, Elder Wu does not have the face.

The assassination of Wan Bing and Lei Heng was the best excuse for Lei Yanzong.

"Then what should we do? We can't hide in this place for long. If Wan Bing comes looking for us in person, my methods won't be enough."

"Don't disturb me, I must force the cold poison out of my body as soon as possible, otherwise, we will never get out."

After Bai Lingyun finished speaking, he began to close his eyes and regulate his breathing, using all his strength to force out the cold poison from his body.

As Bai Lingyun circulated his true energy, the whole body began to emit a terrifying cold air, and his hair, eyebrows, and eyes were all covered with crystal frost.

"Wow... this cold air is quite strong... It seems that we need to find a way to isolate this cold air, otherwise Wan Bing will definitely find out."

Muchen took out the formation disk and set up a barrier around it to prevent the cold air from escaping.

Time passed slowly, and Bai Lingyun felt an inexplicable force in his body. This force could greatly enhance his qi and blood. When Bai Lingyun completely refined this force, his qi and blood became much stronger.

Even his own hidden wounds were relieved.

Bai Lingyun's hidden injury has troubled her for hundreds of years. Unexpectedly, it has begun to get better now.

Opening his eyes, he saw Muchen hiding in the corner and shivering.

Obviously, the cold air forced out by Bai Lingyun made Muchen very uncomfortable.

If such a huge amount of cold air were to spread out, their positions would definitely be exposed. Although the cold air was sealed with a barrier, Muchen would not feel so comfortable.

Seeing Muchen shivering in the corner, Bai Lingyun's heart... suddenly softened.

He walked up to Muchen, used his true energy to dispel the cold air in Muchen's body, and asked: "Hey, what did you feed me? Why, there is a powerful force of qi and blood in my body."

"Ah...then...of course it's a good thing. Otherwise, you think you can...so...smoothly force out the cold poison."

Seeing that Muchen was stammering when he spoke, Bai Lingyun was a little embarrassed and said, "You know it's going to be cold, why... don't you light a fire to keep warm."

"I...I want to light a fire...but every time I light a fire, the cold air escaping from your body extinguishes the flame. How...how do I light a fire!"

Speaking of this, Muchen got a big headache. Several times, Muchen had already lit the fire, but a blast of cold air blew in and put it out again.

Ouch...that's too miserable.

Muchen took out a bowl of soup with a hint of blood, handed it to Bai Lingyun, and said, "Here, drink this, otherwise it will be impossible for you to force out all the cold poison."

"What is this...can it greatly enhance my energy and blood?"

Bai Lingyun was a little curious, but still took the bowl and took a sip.

The strong smell of blood made Bai Lingyun feel nauseated. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and said in shock: "This is...blood, and you actually gave me blood to drink!!"

"Do you know what kind of blood this is? Dragon's blood...it's dragon's blood, do you understand? You actually spit out the dragon's blood! Sister, you are doing evil...!!"

Bai Lingyun was a little embarrassed, but she was too proud to apologize. She just raised her head and drank the remaining dragon's blood.

Holding back the bloody aura, Bai Lingyun said to Muchen, "Thank you. I never thought you could get dragon's blood. Such a treasure... why don't you drink it yourself."

"I drank it, it was unnecessary!"

"Superfluous?"

Bai Lingyun suddenly became confused. Dragon's blood is a very precious thing. If it is refined into elixirs, it can even improve the practitioner's bloodline and talent. Muchen is not strong enough at the Qi refining stage to get so much dragon's blood.

From the corner of his eye, he saw some wounds on Muchen's left hand. Bai Lingyun grabbed Muchen's left hand and spread his palm, only to see a bloody wound.

"What you gave me to drink was...your own blood."

Bai Lingyun looked serious!

"Nonsense, that's obviously dragon's blood...I didn't let you drink my blood. If you want to drink it, I won't give it to you."

Bai Lingyun is not stupid. Before, Muchen's hands clearly had no scars, but now they have them. The result... is self-evident.

"Why, your blood...has such power, who are you?"

"This... I can't say, but I said it was dragon blood, which is correct."

"You...have true dragon blood in your body!"

This is the only answer Bai Lingyun can think of. Just like Feng Wu, Muchen should also have ancient blood in his body.

Bai Lingyun was deeply shocked that Muchen was willing to give such precious blood to himself. At the same time, the dust-laden memories in Bai Lingyun's heart were also revived bit by bit.

"Whatever you say...that's what it is."

Seeing that Muchen didn't want to talk, Bai Lingyun stopped asking. After all, this was Muchen's privacy.
Chapter completed!