At the same time, a strange feeling arose in her heart.

The way Zhang Fan spoke just now didn't seem like a fool at all.

Could it be that he has recovered?

With these questions in mind, Li Jingjing slowly lay down on the bed.

The spot where her face had been pressed against still retained warmth; it was the very spot where Zhang Fan had just been sitting.

Li Jingjing pictured Zhang Fan holding her and covering her mouth, and her hand unconsciously went to her lips.

She had liked Zhang Fan since she was a child, but she was a little chubby and felt very inferior, so she kept her feelings to herself.

After finishing junior high school, her family ran out of money, so she had to drop out and go south to work.

She witnessed too many people treating relationships as playthings in the factory, and gradually lost her hope for love.

She vowed never to fall in love with a man again in her life.

The moment she saw Zhang Fan, her dormant heart was rekindled.

Li Jingjing stared at the ceiling with her eyes wide open, her gaze filled with deep conflict.

What should she do?

...

The jade bead that had absorbed the "Wuji Scripture" was about to burst forth with its rich spiritual power, rampaging through its dantian.

Zhang Fan ran into the steep southern slope at great speed, found a secluded spot, sat cross-legged facing east, and the bright moonlight slanted down.

With his eyes closed and mind focused, Zhang Fan saw a ball of spiritual energy appear before him, rushing around like a headless fly.

Zhang Fan mobilized the spiritual power within his body, mixing it with the spiritual power of the "Wuji Scripture," and slowly absorbed it.

As dawn broke, Zhang Fan finally finished absorbing all the spiritual energy from the jade bead.

This time, the spiritual energy core inside Zhang Fan's body was the size of a grapefruit.

He pressed on with this spiritual power, using it to impact the dantian wall.

Once, twice, three times...

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