"Is there anything else? If it's okay, I'll continue to cultivate. Cang Xiaohan stared at Mo Qianyang coldly with her bright eyes and said, obviously not friendly to him.

Cang Xiaohan doesn't like to be disturbed by others, and she doesn't communicate much with her classmates in the class, especially boys, so in the eyes of boys, she is not only a goddess, but also an iceberg that people dare not touch.

"Oh oh, I'll wait a little longer and leave. Mo Qianyang answered, silently staring at Cang Xiaohan, feeling the soul power on his body, Mo Qianyang felt a trace of strangeness, and couldn't help frowning, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Cang Xiaohan frowned, Mo Qianyang looked at herself like this, it was too rude, she was already a little angry, he knew full well that there were many people in the academy who pursued her, but she didn't care about those boys at all, she only wanted to become stronger, seeing Mo Qianyang looking at herself like this, she felt that Mo Qianyang was completely no different from those boys in the class.

"What do you want to do?" Cang Xiaohan was already unhappy, after all, Mo Qianyang had wasted too much of his time.

Mo Qianyang ignored what Cang Xiaohan said, continued to look at her, his gaze fell on his arm, and said to him with a smile, "Every night when you cultivate, is your arm as painful as if it was being burned by wildfire?"

Cang Xiaohan couldn't help but feel a shock in her heart, what Mo Qianyang said was just talking about the most unbearable place when she was cultivating, but it was so painful, she usually just held it in her heart, and didn't tell anyone, how did Mo Qianyang know, "How do you know?" Because of this, every night when Cang Xiaohan cultivates by herself, she will wear silk clothes to alleviate the pain.

"Hehe, I know more than that, I also know that due to the relationship between the family, the physique of your Canglong family and the Wind and Snow Family where Qianxia is located is an extremely cold body, and every time you cultivate for an hour, the feeling of being burned by wildfire on your arm slowly changes, making you feel the biting cold, and at this time, if you want to continue to condense your soul power, do you feel powerless and very difficult?"

Cang Xiaohan was once again shocked by what Mo Qianyang said.

Seeing Cang Xiaohan's expression, Mo Qianyang thought silently in his heart, "I'll just say, Cang Xiaohan's talent was so good in his previous life, why was he suddenly bedridden? "When a person with an extremely cold body cultivates his soul power, if he is not careful, he will suffer from this disease, which is called the disease of extreme cold, Cang Xiaohan because he cultivates for too long every night, so that the cold air at night enters the body and causes the meridians to be blocked, and if he suffers from this disease, he will have a serious illness at the slightest, and if he dies with a body, Cang Xiaohan can continue to cultivate after only two years in bed in his previous life, Mo Qianyang can't help but sigh that Cang Xiaohan has a big life.

"In addition to these symptoms, there must be a few bruises on your body that are painful and slowly spreading. Mo Qianyang said seriously, "You haven't reached the bronze star yet, so it's not serious, but once you cultivate to the bronze star, this disease will break out, ranging from a serious illness to a major illness, to a big drop in cultivation, and to death from a body explosion." ”

Listening to Mo Qianyang's words, Cang Xiaohan was stunned for a moment, her fists clenched, and tears flashed in her eyes. No matter how strong he is, when he suddenly hears the news, Cang Xiaohan still can't bear such a reality, and Cang Xiaohan is really unconvinced by such a reality.

Mo Qianyang could see her illness at a glance, so what he said should be eight or nine.

When he was very young, he knew that the family was going to marry him to Sen Yu of the Gong Jing family, and she didn't care about it at first, but later, as she grew up and had more contact with Sen Yu, she slowly knew what kind of person Sen Yu was.

Seeing the always strong Cang Xiaohan's tearful appearance, Mo Qianyang, a person who has seen through the red dust of time, can't help but feel a little pity because of him.

"Qianyang, if you know my illness, you must know the treatment, right?" Cang Xiaohan was at a loss, tears finally remained, and ran to Mo Qianyang's side to plead, "Can you help me? Please!" No matter how strong Cang Xiaohan is, she is only a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child now.

Cang Xiaohan has a strong personality and rarely asks for help, hearing what Cang Xiaohan said, Mo Qianyang also softened, reached out to help wipe away the tears on Cang Xiaohan's face, and said after a moment of silence: "Don't worry, even if you don't ask me for help, I will take the initiative to ask for help with your treatment." "Is it true?" Cang Xiaohan had a glimmer of hope in his heart, "Do you really have a way?"

"Of course, first of all, you need someone to use your soul power to help you massage the key acupuncture points, so that the bruises are scattered, and I will write you a prescription, if you take it twice a day, you can recover in half a month. "Mo Qianyang Dao, this is the treatment.

"In addition to these healing techniques, you must also promise me that you will not cultivate your soul power in the middle of the night for a period of time in the future!" Mo Qianyang stretched out his hand and said, "Take out your exercises and let me take a look." Mo Qianyang knew that the reason why Cang Xiaohan was like this was not only an external problem, but also a problem in the exercises.

Cang Xiaohan looked up at Mo Qianyang, if it was a stranger who wanted to see her exercises, she would definitely feel that the other party was stealing her exercises, but seeing Mo Qianyang's firm expression, she believed him in her heart, Mo Qianyang said so much, she had completely trusted Mo Qianyang, and took out the cultivation method in the storage magic ring.

Nie Li stretched out his hand to take the exercises in Xiao Ning'er's hand, and inadvertently touched the skin on the back of Xiao Ning'er's hand, which could be broken by blowing, but Mo Qianyang didn't take it to heart, but read it carefully.