Another smell of burning flesh wafted over, making Qin Mo panic. Could it be that Danfengyan had left a big hole in his belly?
Danfeng's body began to heat up, but her internal organs calmed down. While Nie Yan was eating, he had emitted a considerable amount of black light, indicating that her internal organs were beginning to change. The affected parts were rapidly dying, while the remaining parts were slowly regenerating. Her fragments of Yuan Crystal were enveloped by the bright yellow Yuan Liquid, and it seemed they were beginning to bond together.
Qin Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief. Before he knew it, his body was soaked with sweat. The scene just now was really dangerous. If he hadn't controlled it properly, Danfengyan might have died.
Qin Mo removed his hand from Danfengyan's abdomen and straightened her clothes. He placed her in a corner of the nest, arranging her in a comfortable position. He planned to rest for a while before continuing his journey, as Danfengyan's condition needed to be observed. Traveling during the day would easily expose them; nighttime was the best time to escape.
Qin Mo tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He felt uneasy, because there was something he dared not face and dared not think about the consequences.
Finally, unable to resist his inner turmoil, he got up and unbuttoned Li Fengyan's clothes. Underneath the white undergarment was a white bodice. Qin Mo took a deep breath, reached out and lifted the bodice; it felt silky smooth to the touch, revealing a sheet of white, delicate skin.
"Buzz..." Qin Mo's mind exploded, with only one voice roaring inside: "What to do... what to do... I didn't mean to... I was just trying to heal her wounds..."
On her fair and delicate abdomen, with her phoenix eyes, a charred scar was extremely conspicuous. The charred skin and flesh were about to peel off, and tender new flesh was vaguely visible. It looked like the new flesh would heal soon.
However, the several dark reddish lines within the wound showed no signs of healing, resembling dark red tattoos deeply embedded in Li Fengyan's belly. And the appearance of those lines… Qin Mo raised her right hand, looking at the lines on her palm… she wanted to cry but couldn't.
What happened to your hand? What are you looking at?
The once ruthless voice is no longer cold, but a gentle inquiry, carrying a touch of warm concern.
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