When Yang Fan opened his eyes, he found himself still lying on the terrace, but he heard anxious shouts in his ears, and a pair of slender hands were shaking him constantly.
"Yang Fan... Yang Fan, what's wrong with you?"
"Ah! Why did you spit out so much blood?"
"Ambulance...Yes! Call 120 for an ambulance immediately!"
"Yang Fan, you must not get into any trouble!"
…
Seeing Li Xiuqin, who was anxious and about to call an ambulance, Yang Fan subconsciously reached out and grabbed her arm, saying, "Xiuqin, I'm fine. There's no need to call an ambulance."
After saying this, Yang Fan struggled to get up from the ground, but when he was halfway up, he felt dizzy again, which made Yang Fan fall to the ground again.
"Yang Fan!"
Li Xiuqin screamed and didn't bother to make a phone call. She quickly reached out to support Yang Fan, fearing that Yang Fan would fall to the ground and hit his head.
"You were vomiting blood and fainted on the ground. How could you not call an ambulance?" Li Xiuqin said anxiously.
"Don't worry, I'm just a little weak. I'll be fine after a rest." Yang Fan shook his head, but the dizziness was still there, but it was slightly less than before.
"Then shall I help you lie down on the sofa?" Li Xiuqin asked.
"Yeah." Yang Fan nodded, then put one hand on Li Xiuqin's shoulder.
Today, Li Xiuqin was wearing a white shirt on her upper body, a black knee-length skirt on her lower body, and a pair of black stockings on her legs. She was dressed very maturely and exuded a strong femininity.
However, Yang Fan was not in the mood to appreciate the beauty in front of him. Instead, he was thinking about the issue of [Advanced Summoning Talisman].
Why did you faint?
Could it be that the soul he invited was too powerful and his body could not withstand Li Xiaoyao's soul?
wrong!
Yang Fan clearly remembered that when he was using the Sword Controlling Technique and the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, he did not feel any discomfort in his body. On the contrary, when he used the Sword God move, his body immediately seemed to be hollowed out, and then he vomited blood and fainted.
Could it be that I can ask Li Xiaoyao's soul to possess me and use all his ordinary skills, but I cannot use his most powerful moves?
It seems that after I have rested well, I must try again, at least to find out where my limit is, so that I can use the [Advanced Summoning Talisman] for various situations in the future.
…
"Yang Fan, lie down and rest for a while. I'll get you a glass of water."
After Li Xiuqin helped Yang Fan to the sofa, she immediately ran to pour him a glass of water.
"Thank you." Yang Fan took the cup, thanked him politely, and then drank the water in the cup in one gulp.
"Yang Fan, what happened to you? Why did you faint? And you vomited so much blood..."
Li Xiuqin sat down next to Yang Fan and reached out to touch Yang Fan's forehead, as if she wanted to check whether Yang Fan had a fever.
"I'm really fine." Yang Fan was amused by Li Xiuqin's behavior. He grabbed Li Xiuqin's hand and said, "Just now, when I was practicing Taoism, I accidentally overdrew my mana, so I fainted."
"Really?" Li Xiuqin didn't seem to believe what Yang Fan said.
"Don't worry, it's my own body. Don't I know it myself?"
"Really? We don't need to call an ambulance?"
"Um."
"Yang Fan, I think we should go to the hospital for a checkup. That way, we can feel more at ease."
"Xiuqin, don't bother me. I'll be fine after a short rest."
…
While pulling and tugging, Yang Fan's eyes suddenly fell on Li Xiuqin's shirt. Because Li Xiuqin hurriedly tried to support Yang Fan, the first and second buttons of the shirt were popped open, and she didn't notice it.
Then, Yang Fan clearly saw a bright red lace pattern from the collar of his shirt, and next to the pattern, there were two red ribbons slanting across from the left and right.
Ugh...what a sexy style!
I didn’t expect that the shy Li Xiuqin would choose such a bold and hot style of underwear. It really shows that you can’t judge a book by its cover!
"Yang Fan, what are you looking at?"
Li Xiuqin seemed to notice Yang Fan's eyes. She looked down in the direction Yang Fan was looking. The next second, her pretty face couldn't help but turn red.
“Swish!”
Li Xiuqin hurriedly distanced herself from Yang Fan, then turned around and quickly buttoned her shirt.
But her face, which was already completely red, couldn't return to normal for a while, and she looked like a ripe red apple.
Yang Fan was also a little embarrassed, especially when he thought about the WeChat chat between him and Li Xiuqin. He always felt like he was having an affair.
"Um...I'll go get you another glass of water."
After half a day, as if unable to bear the awkward atmosphere, Li Xiuqin found an excuse and hurriedly left Yang Fan.
Yang Fan: “…”
After lying on the sofa and resting for ten minutes, the dizziness finally subsided, but Li Xiuqin, who used the excuse of going to pour water, never returned to the living room.
Yang Fan knew that Li Xiuqin was shy and deliberately avoiding him, so he didn't care whether there was water to drink or not. Instead, he reached out to touch the Qiankun bag and started searching inside.
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