Just like a fairy descending to earth.
She walked straight to Miao Xiaorou's bed and gently placed her jade hand on Miao Xiaorou's pulse.
His slender eyebrows gradually wrinkled, and a solemn atmosphere spread.
Time seemed to stand still. Luo Qingcheng and Moji held their breath and stared at Nangong Zhuxuan nervously.
"Third Senior Sister, how is it?"
Luo Qingcheng's voice was trembling, with a hint of crying.
Moji also asked anxiously: "Senior Sister Zhuxuan, Xiaorou..."
Nangong Zhuxuan slowly withdrew her jade hand and shook her head helplessly.
"well……"
A sigh, as if a death sentence.
Luo Qingcheng and Moji's hearts sank to the bottom in an instant.
"Xiao Rou's body, soul, and sea of consciousness... have all been completely corrupted by the evil energy. There's no way to save her."
Nangong Zhuxuan's voice was low and sad.
When Miao Xiaorou heard this, tears welled up in her eyes.
She held Luo Qingcheng's hand tightly, her nails almost digging into the flesh.
"Sister Qingcheng... please... you must protect my child..."
Miao Xiaorou's voice was thin and full of pleading.
Luo Qingcheng couldn't stop her tears from flowing.
She looked at Nangong Zhuxuan helplessly, as if seeking the last hope.
"Third Senior Sister...is there really no other way?"
Nangong Zhuxuan pondered for a moment and said slowly, "If there is a sacred Buddhist relic to suppress the evil spirit...it is not impossible to save the child."
These words, like a ray of light in the darkness, illuminated the desperate hearts of Luo Qingcheng and Mo Ji.
Their eyes all turned to Mingyuan outside the wooden house.
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