After thinking for a moment, Xu Yuan instantly understood Su Jinxuan’s thoughts.

This woman actually wants to run away.

Xu Yuan found that he had overestimated Su Jinxuan's consciousness.

Her warning was really just a warning, she had no intention of risking her life with him.

As long as Su Jinxuan alerted Ying'er who was waiting outside, she would be dead, so she chose to control her strength and make him fall into a coma by pulling away his soul.

Only in this way can she have a chance to leave alive.

It's a pity that this woman is too arrogant.

Oh, no, this is not arrogance, at most it is just a misjudgment caused by differences in information.

After all, no one in the world except Ran Qingmo knows how many times he has been on the verge of death.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan felt slightly relieved.

Su Jinxuan went all out as soon as she came up. If Ying'er hadn't arrived in time, his life might really be in danger.

As for now...

Haha.

Having said that, the sucking speed of those spores is obviously faster than Xu Yuan's absorption.

After all, Xu Yuan still needs to refine it after swallowing it, but these spore particles only need to be sucked desperately and then exploded.

Time passes minute by minute.

A man and a woman in the bed tent hug each other and sleep like a newlywed couple.

Su Jinxuan supported the man's chest beneath her, her beautiful eyes half-squinted, and her pale and weak complexion could no longer be concealed.

In just half an hour, her consumption has exceeded the cumulative consumption in the past few days.

But...

Su Jinxuan looked at the closed sleepy eyes of the man beneath her and lightly pursed her red lips.

...But fortunately, Xu Changtian was finally about to fall into coma, and she could clearly feel that the speed at which this guy was devouring had become extremely slow.

Just a little bit, just a little bit...

As long as this guy is completely unconscious, she will have the opportunity to leave.

Wave after wave of spore particles collapsed, and another wave surged up.

But what makes Su Jinxuan despair is that half of the opponent's soul has been removed from the sea of ​​consciousness, and the man under her has not yet fallen into a coma, and his devouring has not stopped.

A quarter of an hour,

Two quarters of an hour,

The devouring speed of the man beneath him finally came to a standstill.

This situation made Su Jinxuan's beautiful eyes light up slightly, and she immediately controlled the spore particles to stop, preparing to verify whether the other party was really unconscious.

But at this time,

She suddenly saw the man beneath her opening his eyes.

"..."Su Jinxuan.

The two are very close,

His eyes were narrow and narrow, staring at her with a cold light.

Su Jinxuan's breathing was stagnant.

A wisp of emotion called panic spreads like water dripping into a lake, causing ripples and gradually spreading.

Why...why can the man in front of me still stay awake until now?

Questions arise, but no one will answer them for her now.

The woman in front of him had become visibly weak. Xu Yuan was no longer covering up and pretending to be confused, and the secret method began to operate at full strength again.

"No...don't..."

Su Jinxuan's originally charming and enchanting voice was filled with a hint of panic and pleading, and she subconsciously wanted to get up and leave.

Xu Yuan grabbed her wrist directly.

"Let...let me go."

"...."

Xu Yuan was indeed relaxed, because the mayfly-like spore particles attached to the surface of his soul began to rhythm and control his body again.

But as he let go, Su Jinxuan, who sat up, made no movement and just sat on him blankly.

She...where can she run now?

Xu Changtian is not unconscious, and there are strong people guarding her outside. How can she run? Where can she run?

There is no way from heaven to earth.

Despair.

Time passes minute by minute.

Since his body was under control again, Xu Yuan stopped caring about external affairs and concentrated on devouring and refining.

As he continued to practice, Xu Yuan discovered that the mayfly-like spore particles attached to his mind and soul gradually began to fall off.

First hundreds, then thousands, and finally all falling off in units of tens of thousands.

With the skill of a cup of tea, there is no longer any foreign matter on the surface of Xu Yuan’s soul.

Control of his body returned, and Xu Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

The woman on the body has her eyes closed, her breasts are pressed tightly against his, her cheeks are sickly red, her lips are bloody, and she is as charming as a demon.

Su Jinxuan fainted.

Was he drained of it?

After feeling for a moment, Xu Yuan slowly stood up with a calm expression and pushed Su Jinxuan's body aside:

"Ying'er, come out."

"..." No one paid attention to him.

Xu Yuan took a deep breath and shouted:

"Get out! Didn't you see that I was controlled by this woman? This woman controlled me for five whole days?!"

"..."

The window was opened silently, and Ying'er quietly appeared in Su Jinxuan's wing.

Ying'er was still wearing the black tight-fitting outfit, standing in front of the bed, looking at Su Jinxuan lying next to Xu Yuan, silent for a moment, her voice was indifferent and hoarse:

"Third Young Master, she has no cultivation."

Xu Yuan took a deep breath and prepared to take this opportunity to give Ying'er a good beating, but he didn't say anything.

"...is the soul of mind."

A soft male voice suddenly sounded from Xu Yuan's side.

Xu Yuan looked sideways and saw a man with a feminine face appearing one meter beside him at some point. At this moment, he was closing his eyes and sensing something.

I frowned subconsciously.

In the scene in my memory, this man appeared in the wing together with Ying'er.

But before he spoke, Xu Yuan didn't pay attention to the other person's existence at all.

Just like,

It is natural for the other party to appear here.

Rewrite other people’s perceptions....

Xu Yuan couldn't help but freeze as he stared at the man.

Si Ziyu slowly opened his eyes, saluted Xu Yuan, and said:

"Si Ziyu, meet the Third Young Master."

"Yeah." Xu Yuan nodded.

Si Ziyu looked sideways at Ying'er opposite:

"The Third Young Master was indeed attacked, and the aura of intentional souls remains here."

After hearing this, Ying'er's eyes flickered for a moment, and he said slightly hesitantly:

"I have checked this woman and she is not a soul cultivator."

Si Ziyu nodded:

"Yes, this woman is just an ordinary person."

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The conversation between the two made Xu Yuan gradually frown.

Ordinary people?

If he hadn't had an innate soul, he would have been a dog brainwashed into Su Jinxuan.

Can this be called an ordinary person?

After the words fell, the room fell into a brief silence.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

In silence,

The door was lightly clicked, and Zhou Chen's voice came slowly from the door:

"Ouch, I don't have Yihun or Yuanqi, so I just have physical talent. What's there to guess?"

As he spoke, the door of the wing was pushed open by him.

Zhou Chen stood at the door, holding an unconscious woman in his hand.

He walked into the room and threw it on the ground casually.

Xu Yuan glanced over and recognized the other party as the Madam Yueniang of Zuixian Tower.

Seemingly noticing Xu Yuan's gaze, Zhou Chen smiled and saluted Xu Yuan:

"Third Young Master, Zhou thought that you would definitely ask me to catch this woman afterwards, so I caught her for you in advance. I apologize for being a little late."

After saying this, Xu Yuan thought for a moment and realized that Zhou Chen was already preparing to attack Mr. Qin, and nodded slightly:

"I'm determined."

"It is the third young master who is wise."

"..."Xu Yuan.

With a slight cough, Xu Yuan whispered:

"Ahem, okay, Mr. Zhou, what do you mean by physical talent just now?"

Zhou Chen pondered for a moment, looked solemn, and said:

"Third Young Master,

"Do you still remember the six-turn seven-life python that you and Ran Qingmo killed together?"

Xu Yuan's eyelids twitched: "Yeah... remember."

"The Seven Lives Python's seven molts and reincarnations are its physical talent."

After a pause, Zhou Chen glanced at the unconscious woman on the bed and whispered: "This physical talent applies to people in the same way. It has nothing to do with cultivation. It is just like your innate Taoist body before it reaches the first level.
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