Chapter 1268 (1/2)

”In that case, I'll do it now.”

”I hope xian'er's soul will recover and wake up soon.”

Wang Xiaojian talks to himself and holds Qiu xian'er's soft body up from the jade bed.

He took Qiu xian'er's body into his arms, and then urged Teng Long Yu Feng Jue to make his body emit the breath of double cultivation.

Then, he approached qiuxian'er and put his forehead on qiuxian'er's white forehead.

Wang Xiaojian holds Qiu xian'er's soft body.

The power of the soul spreads.

Wang Xiaojian saw a piece of white light.

His soul broke out into a white space.

Pure and immaculate, like a world of light.

”According to the records of Kung Fu, this is xian'er's soul space, which is the place where xian'er's soul is.”

In this space, Wang Xiaojian saw a beautiful woman lying quietly.

This beautiful woman's body is illusory. Wang Xiaojian knows that it is Qiu xian'er.

It's Qiu xian'er's wounded soul.

Qiu xian'er's transparent soul has no clothes.

She looks very attractive.

However, Wang Xiaojian has no distractions.

He looked at his equally illusory body, then flew over and landed beside Qiu xian'er.

Wang Xiaojian reaches out and hugs her. Qiu xian'er's illusory and transparent body stimulates the soul blending method of Teng Long Yu Feng Jue.

His body radiated a soft light, wrapped him, and gradually wrapped Qiu xian'er.

In the soft light, he and Qiu xian'er are closely linked, and their souls gradually blend.

Wang Xiaojian's body was slightly stunned, and a feeling of incomparable comfort spread all over his body.

Once, in love, Wang Xiaojian experienced the feeling of soul blending.

However, it is a true communion of souls.

This feeling is extremely happy.

However, Wang Xiaojian soon abandoned the miscellaneous thoughts and concentrated on the method of soul blending.

He holds Qiu xian'er's light soul, and his transparent body emits a trace of energy, which is absorbed by qiuxian'er.

Wang Xiaojian opens his eyes.

He saw that Qiu xian'er was gradually getting better after her own strength was absorbed by her weak soul.

From the dim, gradually emitted a soft light.

The injured soul is getting nourishment.

One minute.

Ten minutes.

A quarter of an hour.

One hour.

……

Time passes in the blending of souls.

In the soul space covered by the holy light, after some time, qiuxian'er, who is illusory in body, gradually opens her eyes.

Qiu xian'er sees Wang Xiaojian.

Wang Xiaojian looks at Qiu xian'er.

Wang Xiaojian's face was distressed, which made Qiu xian'er look crazy. He said in a soft voice, ”it's you, my husband. Is xian'er dreaming? ”

Qiu xian'er spoke. She only remembered that she had been seriously injured.

But at this moment, she opened her eyes and saw Wang Xiaojian.

Hearing Qiu xian'er open his mouth, Wang Xiaojian Jun's face showed a happy expression.

He held Qiu xian'er's body and said, ”xian'er, I have no dream. Your soul is wounded. My husband is healing your soul

Wounded soul?