（…… Phantom ...... I had to look back at Xue Xian, who was at a loss on the side, "Why did Xuexin's red blood bring this kind of thing?" ”…… ）

Xue Xian glanced at Qianli and felt that his face was much better than before, but she didn't understand why Phantom Ji was more worried than before, and looked at Phantom Ji blankly, "This kind of thing?" Your Highness, I don't understand what you mean. ”

Phantom Hime: "......"

She didn't know whether to say that she knew too much or that the palace master of the Snow Crystal Palace in front of her knew too little, she didn't even know this, how could she know that there would be such an embarrassing thing if she was hit by the red blood of the snow heart. The ancient gods of Khotan reminded them not to let the red blood of the snow heart get on their skin, could it be that this is the one who prevented it?

"Your Highness, I see that the emperor's face is much better, you don't need to worry too much."

"You ......" don't know anything!

It's not her who is uncomfortable. Of course she felt sorry for her man, and she only said it lightly, but only a few words. Phantom Hime's words didn't come out of her mouth, she really didn't know how to say it, forgive her for seeing him for the first time, and she didn't know about him, and of course she wouldn't understand what kind of deep meaning he had in his voice calling her.

The more Qianli wants to suppress the feeling in his body, the more intense the heat becomes, the phantom Ji is in front of his eyes, but the body and soul are separated, which one is his phantom Ji, but none of them are his Phantom Ji, the face in front of him is similar to his language, if in a trance, it seems to be his language at first glance, but the smell on her body is not familiar to him, which makes him repulsed, but he knows that the soul in this body is a woman who shares his heart with him, and it is the sweetheart he is willing to talk to. He is not a person who cares about appearance, if her language was born with an ordinary appearance at the beginning, but if he won his heart, he would definitely not dislike it for the rest of his life, but his language is not, she has a stunning appearance that other women cannot match, let him look at Xue Xian's face, only to feel that the inferiority is not one or two points, it is really incomparable.

"It's fine." Qianli didn't touch Phantom Ji, only gave her a reassuring look.

Phantom Ji looked left and right, and there was really no way to do it, so he could only find a way to make him not uncomfortable. Can......

"Sue me, how to exchange the magic of the immortal soul."

The immortal method cultivated by the Outer Heaven is different from that in the Thirty-Three Heavens, there are many spells he knows that she doesn't understand, if it is not for the unattainable cultivation required to change the immortal soul, with her current mana, she may not be able to exchange it with Xue Xian by herself, but she doesn't know the immortal secret.

Qianli looked at Phantom Hime, she thought......

"Let me try."

Phantom Ji didn't have too many words to persuade Qianli, they didn't have so much effort to delay. She wanted to try, his current state could only be solved if she returned to her immortal body. What kind of trouble will Xue Xin's red blood bring, Xue Xian doesn't know clearly, and it is difficult to guarantee that there are no more difficult problems. Now the soldiers can only come to block the water and cover the earth, and what to deal with.

Qianli didn't know whether she was enduring the desires in her body or worried about Phantom Ji, and she was silent when she said that she wanted to learn the Dafa of Soul Resurrection, not wanting her to take a little risk for herself, and insisted on casting her own spell to let Phantom Ji and Xue Xian exchange back, but was firmly vetoed by Phantom Ji.

"How can you be so stubborn!" Phantom Ji looked at Qianli with a stern expression, angry at him for knowing that he couldn't use spells but still wanted to personally exchange her and Xuexian back to Immortal Lake, "I know I can't do it but I want to do it, do you think I'll be moved?" I will only think that you are stupid, hello, I can be good, maybe my mana is not as advanced as you, but please believe that I am not the original phantom Ji, I dare not say that I have the ability to subvert heaven and earth, but I still do not lack the wisdom of learning a fairy law. Nuwa Niangniang once admired her comprehension ability, and she didn't believe how stupid she could be after he gave her a point.

Phantom Hime said in an accentuated tone, "Trust me. ”

After Qianli and Phantom Ji looked at each other for a while, the Silent Meditation Technique allowed his body to return to normal as much as possible, but what made him helpless was that he couldn't even use the Meditation Technique, and it was true that any immortal technique had to be collected and become an ordinary body to avoid the situation in front of him from getting worse. Maybe she really can only tell her about the fairy trick and let her try it herself.

After trying her best to adjust her breathing, Qianli silently whispered to Phantom Ji and taught her the immortal recipe of soul exchange.

Xue Xian didn't know what she could do, she stood aside and looked at Qianli and Phantom Ji, she couldn't help or speak, thinking about what taboos Xue Xin had in her red blood, but she couldn't think of it for a while. When Phantom Ji was learning the art of resurrection, Xue Xian was bored, and walked gently in the room, looking at the place where Xue Annihilation had lived. When she walked to a large chair facing the window in the room, Xue Xian put her hand on the back of the chair, and her heart spread with sadness. For many days and nights, Xue Yan sat on this chair, facing the window, looking at the goose feathers and snow outside, feeling bitter Wu Yang's departure, hating her willfulness, and waving away their sisterhood little by little.

Oh no.

From the moment Wu Yang died, the sisterhood between them was gone. Those days and nights of sitting alone and helpless in a chair, she just hated her. When you think about it, hatred seems to be more memorable. Hate is much longer than love.

Ay......

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