Mo Yunhan frowned slightly.
"Eat here?"
"Is that not allowed? This is my house."
Jiang Qingwan's eyes turned slightly cold.
Mo Yunhan pondered for a moment and nodded.
"Okay, the roast pigeon at Xiangjulou has just come out of the oven at this time. Wait for me to come back."
He finished speaking and turned to leave.
The heavy door slowly closed behind him.
He stood on the stone steps for a long time, then leaped lightly and landed silently on the roof ridge to the side.
Inside the main hall, Jiang Qingwan stood with her back to the door.
He opened his arms again.
With a slight movement of his fingers, black talismans slowly danced on his fingertips, spreading along his limbs and throughout his body.
He saw it with exceptional clarity.
It was simply due to the effect of the magical artifact within the body.
But the suspicion in his eyes only deepened.
He remembered that Jiang Qingwan's spiritual energy used to be golden.
He had seen it clearly in his mind's eye.
right,
Sea of Consciousness!
Mo Yunhan immediately focused his mind and tried to take advantage of Jiang Qingwan's practice to simultaneously absorb himself into that sea of consciousness.
But he tried many times.
However, he discovered that he couldn't even touch the power contained within the magical artifact, let alone his sea of consciousness.
The scene, like a dream, resurfaced in my memory.
Something was being stripped from his body.
A strange male voice came through, sounding extremely anxious.
"Are you crazy? Taking his injuries onto yourself? You'll die!"
Who is it?
He suddenly opened his eyes, and in his gaze, Jiang Qingwan was shrouded in a cloud of black mist, but a golden light was flashing on her back.
It seemed to be struggling and tearing at that mass of black energy.
He didn't go in to interrupt; instead, he leaped onto the falcon and rode away.
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