The Holy Hand Medical Concubine

"No, it's different." Sheng Chuxin shook his head.

"Every time you are exposed to the sun, how much cultivation you have to spend, can you calculate it yourself?"

"It counts." Beiyehan replied.

"You..." Sheng Chuxin was almost amused by him.

How should she respond to what she said, and actually tell her that it counts? ? ?

"I... I have nothing to say to you."

Taking a deep breath, she stood up and decided to continue to break through.

However, just as he stood up, he felt dizzy in front of his eyes, as if his whole body was stuck by something.

"Chu Xin, what's wrong with you?" Bei Yehan asked her in time to support her.

There was nothing wrong with his complexion, and nothing came out from his pulse just now, but his body was a little weak.

"Beiyehan, I've been forgetting to ask you, is it true that when the human race enters the land of the ghost race and the demon race, they will feel chest tightness and can't breathe?"

She knew that Bei Yehan's Dark Night Technique was under his control, so she didn't have to worry too much.

Now, her own body is the big problem.

As soon as she entered the sixth floor, she had a feeling that the air pressure in the magic layer was very low, so low that she was almost out of breath.

And this feeling, she thought it was normal, she just needed to overcome it.

But obviously, this is not normal.

"Chest tightness? How is this possible?" Bei Yehan frowned.

"It doesn't matter which race you belong to, it's the same, Chu Xin, how do you feel now?"

he asked quickly.

"I... I don't know either." Sheng Chuxin shook his head.

"Chu Xin, how about this, you sit down first, and talk to me about your feeling of entering the demon realm." Bei Yehan helped him to sit down again.

After a while, Sheng Chuxin held a cup of warm water in his hand, and after taking a sip, he began to think about the first time he entered the demon realm.

"It just feels gloomy, my vision is blurry, and I still can't breathe, and I was bitten by a magic crow and lost my spiritual power, that's all." She stared at Bei Yehan and said.

She thought the shortness of breath was a feeling in her heart caused by blurred vision.

Bei Yehan stared at her steadfastly, thinking about what she said in his mind, wondering what kind of possibility would cause a human being to have a blurred vision of the demon environment.

Finally, he thought of a unique possibility.

"You sit cross-legged, and I will spend your spiritual power for you." He came behind her and said.

Sheng Chuxin raised his head and looked at him with his mouth puckered. Are you joking with her? Bei Yehan, a member of the ghost clan, is giving her spiritual power?

"Are you sure you won't transfer ghost power to me by mistake?" she asked.

Bei Yehan: "..."

He couldn't help but raised his hand and tapped her forehead lightly.

"Stop talking nonsense, sit down, and don't think about anything."

...

Outside the Mingxin Courtyard, fortunately Beiyehan was not there, otherwise, Qionglu really didn't know what to do.

After chasing him down several times, he almost made a move, but he just couldn't chase away the thick-skinned Patriarch Qing.

It was at Qinglong Academy again, if he did something, it would not be very good after all.

"If it was outside, I would have killed such a person!" Grinding his silver teeth, Qionglu said to Ming Bufan who just came to the door.

Behind Ming Bufan, Xing Liaomu heard his words, and the cold sweat almost flowed down his forehead.

It's not that he thinks that what Qionglu said is wrong, but that Patriarch Qing is too ignorant, and he would have shot if it was him.

"That's enough, that's enough, you should be glad that Ah Shang isn't here." Ming Bufan said.