He immediately took off his shoes and went to bed, and put his palms on the back of Chu Se's heart, conveying the spiritual power in his body to her.

Chu Se woke up groggily once, and grabbed Qing Li's hand with his backhand.

"Don't lose, you're injured yourself, keep yourself a little more, I'll be fine after a little sleep."

Qing Li paused slightly, but after Chu Se regained consciousness and fainted, he continued to send spiritual power to Chu Se regardless of it.

He couldn't have watched her have an accident in front of him and still be indifferent.

After he completely withdrew his hand and laid Chu Se's body flat on the bed, he leaned over and spat out a mouthful of blood outside the bed.

Sheng Yu's strength is indeed strong, and he can't escape any benefits in his hands at all.

Qing Li was afraid that he would affect Chu Se, so he waved his sleeves and used a spell to clean the ground where he had vomited blood, and then he stumbled out of Chu Se's room door and went to the guest room to meditate and breathe.

And behind him, Chu Se, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and looked at his back with complicated eyes.

Because of Qing Li's behavior of transmitting spiritual power, Chu Se didn't faint for long at all.

When she woke up, she felt the warm touch in her back and the very comfortable feeling in her body, which made her react to what was going on immediately.

She struggled for a while, and finally chose to continue pretending to be unconscious.

Because he knew that even if she said that she had woken up, until she felt that her body was really improving, Qing Li would not stop her act of transmitting spiritual power.

This time, Qingli's body was indeed seriously damaged.

In the past, his five senses were extremely keen, but just now, he didn't notice the chaotic breathing rhythm when she woke up.

In the guest room on the other side, Qing Li was meditating and pranayama, but his mind was uncontrollably recalling the conversation between Chu Se and that Sheng Yu just now.

When Sheng Yu asked her if she was attracted to him, Chu Se avoided answering.

Avoiding and not answering, as long as you are not a fool, you can understand.

Qing Li naturally can't be a fool.

"Poof—"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Qing Li's already cold and white skin was even paler at this time.

There were already internal injuries, plus so much spiritual power was delivered to Chu Se, and now he was distracted during breathing, and Qing Li's whole person was weakened.

It's not even possible to maintain a human form anymore.

From bottom to top, the legs turned into purple-brown snake tails little by little.

The upper half of his body collapsed on the bed.

Keep your eyes closed.

I've fainted.

This is definitely the worst for him in more than 9,000 years.

The cultivation is almost gone.

In order to prevent Qing Li from knowing that she was pretending to be faint just now, and she also needed to breathe for herself to recover a little bit, Chu Se went to find Qing Li after more than two hours.

As soon as you enter the door, the first thing that catches your eye is a thick snake tail, which lies straight across the house.

Originally, there had been a shallow stream of light circulating on his snake scales, but at this time, there was nothing, and it was dim.

Chu Se hurriedly ran to Qing Li's side, and instinctively stretched out his hand, wanting to convey spiritual power to Qing Li.

But the hand was only halfway stretched before it stopped.

No way.

Qing Li has transferred almost all of her spiritual power, if she loses it back to Qing Li now, with Qing Li's temperament, when the time comes, when he wakes up, he will probably try his best to lose to her again.