Inside the room, the girl lying on the bed looked pale and was breathing weakly.

District Master Xiao sat on the edge of the bed, frowning. He reached out to feel Chen Yan's pulse, but found that there was a strange force resisting his spiritual consciousness.

He looked up at the purple-robed man beside him and asked, "Why hasn't Yan'er woken up yet?"

Feng Xingyao glanced at Chen Yan distressedly, "She sacrificed her heart's blood, causing severe damage to her body. It can't be replenished in a short time. Uncle Xiao, don't worry, I'll take care of her, she'll be fine."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Mingsheng took a deep breath.

He stood up, looked up at Feng Xingyao, and said coldly: "Since you are her future Taoist partner, you must protect her well."

Feng Xingyao felt a slight lump in his throat.

"Okay." He thought that Ah Yan's strength and wisdom were enough to handle everything, but he didn't expect that this would be ruined by something unexpected.

After he sent Xiao Mingsheng away, he closed the door.

He came to the bed and slowly leaned over. When he got close to Chen Yan, he could clearly feel her weak breathing. He pressed his forehead against Chen Yan's forehead, trying to enter her supernatural space again.

But it still doesn't work.

He suddenly thought of something and said seriously, "Ayan, let me enter the space, maybe I can save that Chi Yue."

Not long after he finished speaking, Chen Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Seeing this, Feng Xingyao's brows relaxed slightly. He gently held her hand with one hand, leaned over, and kissed her forehead.

After waiting for two seconds, there was still no response.

Just when Feng Xingyao thought it still didn't work, the scene in front of him shook slightly, and he entered the supernatural space.