Chapter 483: The Man in White

As soon as Chuxue entered, she closed the door and couldn't help but feel a sweet smell in her throat. A mouthful of hot blood was about to spew out. She quickly tapped a few times in front of her, tightly sealing the acupoint on her chest. After adjusting her breath for a while, she pretended to be fine.

At this moment, there were three spiritual power shields in front of her. She came to the bodies of Xiaolong and the Five Elements Beast, who had been in seclusion for almost a month. Judging from the color on those spiritual power shields, it was probably not far from their exit. Meanwhile, the Flame Dove, who had been trying to refine the Dragon Ball into a human form, had reached its final critical moment.

Seeing their respective progress, Chuxue looked very satisfied and sat quietly cross legged, trying to restrain herself. Fortunately, the star in front of her wrapped the poisoned area on her body with flames.

She used her spiritual power to suppress it because she wanted to save people. When she had time, she had to refine a poison clearing pill and soak her body in the medicine before gradually removing the toxin.

She was suffering from chronic poisoning this time. At first, she didn't know it until she was treating the man in white and realized that there was something blocking her chest, preventing her from exerting force.

Later, she spat out a mouthful of black blood and realized that she had been poisoned. From the situation of her poisoning this time, it must have been premeditated by Li Yuanfang. He deliberately planned to poison Shangguan Bolong first and then attack him. It seems that he had already anticipated that Lie Bingyan would devour it, and then the poison was smoothly transferred to her.

She never dreamed that in order to achieve her goals, the man who claimed to love herself and protect her would turn his face and not recognize anyone in the blink of an eye, and even use such despicable means. Thinking of this, her anger surged and she regretted not directly stabbing her sword.

But she couldn't figure it out. Why did Li Yuanfang willingly let her stab a sword? Is he intentionally using a bitter trick to dispel her defensive mentality?

Chuxue thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out. She didn't believe he would really become the kind of person he hated. He was still very principled in his actions. Does he really have any difficulties?

She vaguely felt that the disappearance of her teacher's mother was somewhat related to him, right?

Although she didn't know who the person who rushed to the testing ground and rescued Li Yuanfang that day was? But she knows. He must not be in danger of death.

Chuxue was lost in thought when a crisp knocking sound came from outside. She quickly withdrew her cultivation state and turned around to see Zikui come in.

Zikui glanced at Chuxue and moved her mouth. He seemed to be considering whether to say it or not, but after a while, he said, "He's awake. Do you want to go take a look

Is he awake? "The expression on Chuxue's face. There were obvious fluctuations, but she tried her best to pretend not to care, getting up lazily, but her footsteps became much heavier.

When Chuxue rescued this person from Zuifengpo, he had only one breath left and his whole body was dirty, but his outline was still very clear.

At this moment, the person was lying diagonally, with a pale complexion. But his complexion has clearly improved a lot. Just now, someone took care of him and changed his clothes all over. So he seems to feel much more comfortable.

At the moment of opening the door, the person inside may have heard the sound of the door opening and habitually turned their head towards the doorway. At the moment when Chuxue appeared, the man's eyes visibly froze. Then he lowered his eyelids and looked at what was in front of him, as if he hadn't seen anything.

At this moment, he was wearing a very ordinary moon white outfit. Although the outfit was ordinary, it couldn't cover up the radiance on his face. He had a warm and delicate appearance, slender eyebrows and eyes, and clear eyes that could make people feel good at first glance. Compared with Yue Wuyang, he seemed to lack some sharpness on his body, and his eyes were confused with a touch of innocent tenderness. When Chuxue saw him looking at him, she almost threw herself at him regardless.

Tears couldn't be held back, swirling in the eyes and trembling in the lips. Chuxue tried her best to hold back and control her emotions. She walked slowly over the short distance, only a few steps away, but Fubuki felt like she had walked for a long time.

Reaching out, wanting to hold his hand, she withdrew it again.

Seeing the strange expression and movements of the snow blower, and his eyes fixed on him all the time, the man in white seemed a little scared. He covered his head with a blanket and trembled with fear.

Seeing this person like this, Chuxue felt even more pain in her heart. She wiped away her tears with a flick of her sleeve, and after a while, she finally sorted out her mood. However, her hands under her sleeve were tightly pulled together.

I felt a fragrant breeze blowing to my nose, and someone walked up to me. The man in white seemed even more scared and hurriedly shouted, "Don't come over, don't come over

After a while, a pleasant voice came through: "Okay, I won't go over, don't be afraid

Chuxue walked over and gently pulled off the blanket. The man in white immediately piled the blanket all over his head and shouted, "Don't come over

Seeing this person's strong reaction, Zikui grabbed Chuxue's arm and gestured for her not to stimulate him too much. Chuxue could only withdraw her steps and kneel beside him quietly, singing a very gentle song. The song was very light and gentle, and Zikui couldn't understand it. She just felt that listening to that song would make her mood very quiet.

Sure enough, the man in white listened to the song of blowing snow and was willing to expose his head. Seeing that familiar yet unfamiliar face, blowing snow felt even more painful and couldn't breathe. She bit her lip hard and asked softly, "Do you still feel pain? What's your name

Upon hearing the soft voice and the beautiful fairy like face in front of him, the man in white finally stopped shaking. However, he seemed unable to understand what Chuxue was saying. After thinking for a while, he retorted, "What is my name?" His voice was hoarse, but it was far from the pleasant voice of Yuewuya. There was a glimmer of hope in my heart as I blew snow, and it was indeed not him.

The man in white repeated a sentence about blowing snow with a somewhat wooden tone, then looked at the face of blowing snow with a hesitant expression in his eyes. After looking at it for a long time, a sweet and innocent smile suddenly overflowed from his mouth. You look so beautiful

Upon hearing him say these words, Zikui's figure suddenly flashed and blocked his view. At this moment, Chuxue seemed to have lost some interest and slowly walked out.

Take good care of him, and bring him back to me after he recovers. "Chuxue leaned weakly on the stool, as if her strength had been drained.

You can't be soft hearted, Chuxue. This person's background is unknown, and he has already been treated for his injuries. You can't take him in anymore, "Zikui kindly advised.