"Aren't you so great? What are you pretending for!" Qian Youxue stubbornly insisted on saying a few more words.
Xuan Mingye raised his hand and grasped her small hand with his large one.
Instantly, the biting cold chilled Qian Youxue to the bone. She instinctively tried to pull her hand back, but the other person held on tightly.
Did she encounter another enemy attack after she left that day?
She blinked her beautiful eyes, then slowly squatted down, grabbed someone's pulse with her other hand, and found that his body seemed to have been drained of energy; to put it bluntly, he was very weak.
It's so weak!
this……
Qian Youxue struggled to break free from someone's grasp. This could be explained in many ways; perhaps it was due to lingering among the flowers for too long.
Xuan Mingye noticed that Qian Youxue's gaze towards him had become somewhat strange. The clever man quickly understood what that gaze meant, and with a cold expression, he said in a low voice, "If you keep spouting those nonsensical tricks into your little brain, be careful I don't make sure you can't get out of bed for a whole day."
"Get lost!" Qian Youxue said to him, turned around and was about to leave, but was pulled into someone's arms.
"What do you take me for? My body is weak because your Yin-Yang Sword suddenly absorbed a lot of my spiritual power." Xuan Mingye explained, and even he found it unbelievable.
When has he ever explained anything to a woman? Never, not once. And the woman standing before him—the time they've actually spent together is extremely limited.
That's right, this woman knows magic and must have cast some kind of spell on him, otherwise he wouldn't have made such an unexpected move.
Qian Youxue didn't notice the brilliance that flashed in Xuan Mingye's eyes; her mind was entirely focused on the Yin-Yang Sword. Hearing his words, she excitedly pushed him away: "You mean the Yin-Yang Sword can absorb spiritual energy? Really? That's amazing! But why haven't I seen it absorb mine?"
He blurted out several questions in a row, completely ignoring Xuan Mingye's pain.
Qian Youxue pushed Xuan Mingye in the chest. If he hadn't been strong enough, he would have been sitting on the ground and unable to stand up by now.
But they didn't take him seriously at all. This enraged him, and he roared in a low voice, "Qian Youxue!"
"Ah... what? You still haven't answered my question from earlier, can this sword really absorb spiritual energy?" Qian Youxue's mind was set on the Yin-Yang Sword, and she couldn't care less about anything else.
Xuan Mingye really had an urge to knock someone unconscious. He was a dignified War King, with a powerful background and handsome looks, so how did he become worthless in front of this young lady from the Qian family?
Unfortunately, Bu Yu, who had come to find him, witnessed this scene. Just as he was about to explode, a familiar voice rang in his ears.
"The reason why so many people covet the Yin-Yang Sword is precisely because of its nature of absorbing spiritual energy. However, many people don't know that once the Yin-Yang Sword recognizes a master, anyone other than the master, no matter how high their spiritual energy, will suffer the same treatment. How many people have died because of this greed? No one knows the final answer." Bu Yu hadn't realized that he had disturbed Ye's good time. When he went to find Uncle Long earlier, he heard Uncle Long talk about the Yin-Yang Sword and came over out of curiosity.
After saying that, he looked up and saw that Ye's face was as black as charcoal. Only then did he realize that he had appeared at a bad time. And this fearless young lady of the Qian family immediately surrounded him and threw Ye to the ground.
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