He...... What did he do?

Feng Qi sluggishly felt the delicate and soft touch under his hands.

He stared blankly at An Night's pale face, pale lips, and slightly frowning eyebrows with obvious tiredness.

She......

They......

Feng Qi looked at An Wan sluggishly, and then looked at him again.

looked at him and An Wan closely, inseparable body.

How, how could this be?

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Feng Qi forced himself to calm down, picked up An Wan with trembling hands and came to the wooden house in the space, wiping An Wan's body with trembling hands.

An Wan's clothes were torn by him, so he had to take his clothes and put them on for An Wan.

In the wooden house, on the wooden bed, An Night was lying there with her eyes closed and her brows furrowed.

Feng Qi sat on the edge of the bed, his face and eyes full of complicated colors.

He looked at An Wan with complicated eyes, and then closed his eyes to feel the huge demonic energy in his body......

He actually ...... He has already broken through to the cultivation of the Demon King......

He had only been cultivating for two days......

Feng Qi opened his eyes, and his bloody eyes were full of doubt.

He frowned, looking at his hand puzzled.

Then, as if he had thought of something, he suddenly looked up and looked at An Wan, who was pale and unconscious on the wooden bed with a look of disbelief.

Is it her?

Feng Qi's eyes flickered, and his thin lips pursed.

After a short hesitation, Feng Qi still stretched out his hand towards An Wan.

The long, slender hand with distinct knots clenched a small white and delicate hand.

Feng Qi probed the magic power into An Wan's body......

As time passed, as he deepened his magical powers, Feng Qi's expressionless iceberg face gradually collapsed.

It's true......

His sudden surge in cultivation turned out to be really peaceful......

Therefore, what happened before was not that he went mad at all, but that the exercise he cultivated was to collect yin and supplement yang!!

An Wan's cultivation was completely sucked away by him.

His cultivation skyrocketed, but An Night's cultivation regressed.

Glancing at An Wan, whose face was pale on the wooden bed, Feng Qi only felt that an indescribable emotion lingered in his heart for a long time.

He looked at An Wan, closed his eyes, and tried to operate the demonic qi in his body, trying to return all those demonic qi to An Wan.

But it didn't work......

His demonic qi entered An Wan's body and ran around, not only did he not stay in An Wan's body, but on the contrary, he absorbed more than half of the little demonic qi left in An Wan's body.

Fengqi: "......"

"Don't waste your efforts." A familiar, weak, faint female voice suddenly sounded.

Feng Qi stiffened, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at An Wan, who was pale in disbelief, and gradually opened his eyes.

"It's useless." An Wan looked directly at Feng Qi's scarlet bloody eyes and said.

Feng Qi looked at An Wan and opened his mouth to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly fell silent again.

"This exercise you have cultivated is an ancient magic skill, it is not a fixed exercise, but a practice that is most suitable for its master's physique according to its master's physique after recognizing its master." Ann Evening Secluded Road.

She really didn't expect that the exercises created by the ancient magic skills for Fengqi turned out to be to collect yin and supplement yang......

If she had known this, she would never have taken out this exercise!!

Thinking of this, An Wan seemed to remember something, looked at Feng Qi and said, "Stretch out your hand." ”

Feng Qi's thin lips pursed slightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally obediently stretched out his hand in front of An Wan......