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Chapter 227 Weird Chill

"Swish!"

Suddenly, a cold dagger hit Chen Qingyang's neck, and the sharp blade easily cut off Chen Qingyang's skin, and the blood slowly benefited.

"Let go of Miss."

An old and ruthless voice came from behind.

Chen Qingyang paused his movements, but his body was unmoved, and there was no look of horror on his face.

As early as he was carrying Qin Luoxian back to the dormitory, Chen Qingyang noticed that someone was following him, and it was the old woman who had been guarding Qin Luoxian.

"I have no malice towards her, I just want to save her." Chen Qingyang said.

Looking at the painful expression on Qin Luoxian's face, the old woman frowned slightly. She knew that this would happen to Qin Luoxian every month, but this time it seemed to be more serious than before.

Despite this, the old woman still did not retract the dagger.

Because she doesn't believe in Chen Qingyang.

"I said the last time, let go of the lady." The old woman said coldly.

No matter what Chen Qingyang's purpose was, the old woman could not let him get close to Qin Luoxian, and she could not take this risk.

Qin Luoxian's body had begun to twitch, and even her breathing became weak, and she might die at any time.

"If you don't want her to have something to do, get out!"

As he said that, a powerful aura burst out from Chen Qingyang's body, causing the old woman behind him to tremble violently.

"You--" The old woman's face changed drastically. She had investigated Chen Qingyang's strength before, and at most it was at the level of dark energy. However, she did not expect that in just two months, she had already soared to the middle stage of Huajin.

Moreover, Chen Qingyang's momentum actually made her scalp numb and her whole body tremble when she was in the middle of the War.

"I said I had no malice to her, otherwise you would have been a corpse now." Chen Qingyang said in a cold voice, and he did not look back at the old woman from beginning to end.

Even if the opponent's dagger was placed on his neck, Chen Qingyang was sure to kill him in an instant.

The old woman's hand holding the dagger trembled violently, then slowly withdrew it back, and at the same time, her eyes full of awe at Chen Qingyang.

"I hope you really have no malice to her, otherwise you will definitely die." The old woman said, holding back the trembling inside.

"Go out and close the door."

Chen Qingyang ignored her threat and snorted coldly.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Chen Qingyang calmed down and reached out to lift Qin Luoxian's clothes again.

Even though his consciousness was in a blur at this moment, when he noticed that Chen Qingyang lifted up her clothes, Qin Luoxian instinctively pushed Chen Qingyang away with his hands.

Qin Luoxian grabbed Chen Qingyang's right hand with both hands, and shook his head weakly.

Chen Qingyang looked at Qin Luoxian with his eyes closed with care and said softly: "Believe me, I just want to help you, otherwise you will be in danger."

As if he heard Chen Qingyang's voice, Qin Luoxian opened his eyes with difficulty, but looked at Chen Qingyang with a little confused look.

"As you, I won't do anything to you, I promise." Chen Qingyang reached out and pushed away the hair scattered on Qin Luoxian's face. At this time, sweat had already soaked her hair as smooth and soft as black brocade, making her look a little embarrassed.

I don’t know whether I chose to believe Chen Qingyang or because of the severe pain, she lost consciousness again. Her hands, which were originally holding Chen Qingyang tightly, gradually loosened her weakly.

Chen Qingyang took a deep breath and slowly lifted the silky silk top on Qin Luoxian from his belly.

Fortunately, Qin Luoxian didn't wear a dress today, otherwise Chen Qingyang wouldn't know how to start.

The top was lifted up, revealing Qin Luoxian's smooth and flat belly, without any fat, just like a piece of natural jade, with a faint crystal luster.

Chen Qingyang had no insignificant thoughts in his eyes. He instantly calmed down his mind, and his palms surged, and then slowly pressed under Qin Luoxian's lower abdomen.

As soon as his palms touched his lower abdomen, Qin Luoxian's body trembled significantly, but Chen Qingyang's heart also trembled.

At this moment, the coldness coming from Qin Luoxian's lower abdomen made Chen Qingyang feel as if he had entered a cold environment, and his body subconsciously shivered.

He did not dare to neglect, and his warm palms slowly merged into Qin Luoxian's lower abdomen with a thick and peaceful heat flow. At the same time, Chen Qingyang's palms slowly turned, from top to bottom, from left to right, as if he was practicing Tai Chi, and gently massaged.

As the roar and Bing Leng were fighting fiercely, Qin Luoxian let out a painful humming sound in his mouth, as if he was suffering a great torture.

Chen Qingyang gritted his teeth slightly, and activated his whole body's strength to turn into a ball of boiling heat flow into Qin Luoxian's lower abdomen, endlessly.

Qin Luoshen had also encountered such a dangerous situation, and Chen Qingyang also used this method to treat her.

That time, the relationship between the two was one step closer.

Of course, this time Chen Qingyang did not dare to expect that he would have any relationship with Qin Luoxian. As long as Qin Luoxian did not cause trouble for him, he would ask God to worship Buddha.

As a large amount of heat flow injected into the lower abdomen, Qin Luoxian's originally painful face significantly slowed down a lot, and the coldness in the lower abdomen gradually disappeared, slowly returning to normal body temperature.

Just as Chen Qingyang was about to evacuate his hands, suddenly a more terrifying cold air surged from Qin Luoxian's dantian, instantly swept through his hands and even devoured his internal strength.

"What's going on?" Chen Qingyang looked shocked. At this time, his hands were frosting wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he could not even feel the existence of his hands very quickly.

Without hesitation for a moment, a vast amount of energy gushed out of his dantian, turning into a boiling hot stream to resist the sudden cold air.

Just as this strange cold air was about to "swallow" Chen Qingyang's entire arm, the heat flow on Chen Qingyang's body finally blocked its footsteps, but the two forces remained stalemate.

"If this continues, my arms will be ruined." Chen Qingyang suddenly thought to himself.

The cold air can not only swallow his internal strength, but also destroy the muscles and tendons of his arms. If it is not expelled in time, Chen Qingyang's arms will probably turn into inch of ice.

However, only by allowing Chen Qingyang to urge the power in his dantian to madly, he could barely resist the invasion of cold air and could not drive it out at all.

"Fight!"

Chen Qingyang gritted his teeth hard, and his dantian instantly turned into a volcano, and his power was like magma to the meridians in all parts of his body.

He is urging the mountain-turning seal!

The only way to drive away this strange cold air now is to turn the strength in Chen Qingyang's body into a hot volcanic magma.

"Buzz!"

A huge handprint slowly appeared in the void, filling the entire dormitory.

Chen Qingyang tried his best to control the energy of the mountain-winding seal. If he slapped this palm, the entire dormitory building might collapse.

The hot and rolling force surged into his arms, swallowing the cold air with a destructive force. In order not to hurt Qin Luoxian, Chen Qingyang was about to regain the power when the strange phenomenon happened again.
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