However, for the two of them now, those insignificant words of thanks were already no longer worth mentioning. From the moment Luo Qingxian held on with her grievous injuries, the emotions Ye Xiaofan had toward this senior sister in front of him became complicated.
While Ye Xiaofan was feeling excited in his heart, suddenly.
"Cough—cough, cough—!!!"
Luo Qingxian suddenly coughed lightly, and a trace of paleness appeared on her exquisite face.
Seeing this, Ye Xiaofan was about to say something when she proactively smiled and said, "I'm fine, sitting down to heal will suffice to recover. Junior Brother Ye, don't miss the opportunity, make good use of your time to cultivate; there are still many things awaiting you."
After finishing her words, Luo Qingxian did not say more; instead, she sat cross-legged in meditation to start healing in the void.
