She forcefully kissed her nemesis before dying, and her character collapsed after being reborn.

Chapter 53 Qinghuan, why is your throat hoarse?

Fu Qiuyu said he didn't know anything about Xu Nian's situation and that he didn't want to deal with this "demon" Xu Nian.

After saying that, he left looking dejected.

I felt utterly defeated.

After the senior sister left, the junior brother did not return.

Xu Nian was still alone in the small house.

He simply sat cross-legged on the bed.

Concentrate and begin your practice, entering a meditative state.

A sudden and significant improvement in a short period of time may affect the foundation.

This makes the foundation unstable.

Xu Nian has a very solid foundation, and this time her Qi channels are also very full.

However, the necessary condensed spiritual energy is still required.

By making the foundation as solid as possible, the road ahead will be easier.

Xu Nian began circulating her spiritual energy, from the Small Heavenly Circuit to the Great Heavenly Circuit.

Continuously condense, refine, and compress the energy within the body.

The day passed quickly.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already evening.

sunset.

Vast expanses of fiery clouds stretched across the horizon.

The entire sunset was dyed red.

A person was standing under the eaves, leaning against the door frame with their arms crossed.

His delicate face surprisingly revealed a touch of cool handsomeness.

He stood there, expressionless.

I don't know if it was because the sunset was so beautiful, or for some other reason.

Xu Nian noticed that the person's cheeks were a little red.

"Junior brother? Have you finished your cultivation with Third Senior Sister?"

Wu Qinghuan, who was standing at the door, nodded.

Not a word.

Xu Nian found it somewhat strange.

What do you mean?

Silent and pretending to be an expert?

"Junior brother, are you alright? How are you feeling now?" Xu Nian was worried, thinking about how Wu Qinghuan had absorbed all the purple energy in his body.

Although I had heard from my third senior sister not long ago that my junior brother was alright.

Fu Qiuyu was unaware of this, but Xu Nian knew about Wu Qinghuan's special physique.

He himself was attacked by the backlash of wildfires and forcibly suppressed.

Now this has happened.

The karmic fire that fuels desire, combined with the poisonous gas that ignites desire.

With both effects combined, is my junior brother really alright?

Xu Nian quickly got up, put on her robe, and walked to his side.

"Junior brother..."

I couldn't see very clearly while sitting on the bed, but I noticed that his cheeks seemed a little red.

It was unclear whether it was the glow of the sunset falling on his face.

It was Wu Qinghuan herself who was blushing.

But as you get closer and get right up to them, you can see them clearly.

Xu Nian was stunned for a moment.

I just think my current junior brother is incredibly beautiful.

Her cheeks were flushed, and her fair skin had a faint blush.

He pursed his lips slightly.

Her pale red eyes, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, resembled the most precious jewels.

She was like a peach that was still green but gradually ripening.

It seems to have developed a sweet juice.

It just looks astringent on the surface.

"Qinghuan..."

Xu Nian was somewhat dazed, feeling that the person in front of her was not her junior brother, but a peerless beauty with a cold and aloof temperament, a celestial being who had stepped out of a painting.

He is a fictional character who does not actually exist.

He couldn't help but raise his hand and gently lift a strand of hair from Wu Qinghuan's ear.

"Brother, please respect yourself!"

Wu Qinghuan seemed startled and quickly took a step back.

He distanced himself from Xu Nian.

Xu Nian was stunned when he spoke.

"Junior brother, why is your voice like this...?"

Although his junior brother's voice was naturally cool, it also had a slightly hoarse quality.

But it was nowhere near as hoarse as it is now.

It's so mute.

If you don't listen carefully, you won't be able to tell that it's your junior brother, Wu Qinghuan's voice.

"Was your throat irritated by that poison gas?"

Wu Qinghuan thought for a moment and nodded.

"Ah."

"Is that really true?" Xu Nian felt something was off.

Wu Qinghuan remained expressionless and nodded, "Mm."

Xu Nian understood.

The process of transferring the poison gas likely caused some damage to his body.

"Does it still hurt a lot? Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"

Xu Nian took a step forward.

Wu Qinghuan quickly turned around.

He shook his head repeatedly.

He remained silent, his mouth tightly shut.

It seems that speaking with your mouth open is a very shameful thing.

What is he ashamed of?

Xu Nian was bewildered, taken aback, and found it very strange.

Moreover, why is he keeping such a distance from me?

I couldn't possibly eat him.

Why are you so far away from me?

"..."

Wu Qinghuan hesitated for a moment, but finally walked towards Xu Nian.

Still didn't speak.

He walked up to him and took out an oil paper bag from his pocket.

The paper bag was still steaming.

It has a rich, cloying aroma.

"Huh? For me? What is it?"

Wu Qinghuan remained silent.

I just pushed the paper bag a little closer.

It was placed in his hands.

Xu Nian looked down and tugged at the seal of the bag.

The rich, savory aroma grew even stronger.

"Good heavens, roasted sweet potatoes? Did you steal them from Third Senior Sister? You've got some nerve, Qinghuan."

Wu Qinghuan pouted.

They seem to disagree with Xu Nian's statement.

After thinking for a moment, he pointed to himself.

Then she fiddled with her little hands, one hand like a lotus flower blooming, the other hand placed on the lotus flower, gently fanning it.

Xu Nian was somewhat bewildered by his inexplicable actions.

Why has my junior brother become so eccentric since he came back from my third senior sister's place?

Can't we just speak directly?

Do I have to act out a charades game?

Oh, I almost forgot, my junior brother's voice is hoarse.

I bet your throat hurts as soon as you start talking.

So this is the only way.

What does this mean?

Xu Nian looked at it carefully, and suddenly a thought flashed through her mind. "Qinghuan, do you mean you roasted these sweet potatoes?"

After speaking, Wu Qinghuan stood with his hands behind his back.

She straightened her chest and slightly raised her fair chin.

He looked very proud.

Xu Nian was both amused and exasperated.

I was deeply moved.

What a wonderful junior brother.

Always thinking of oneself.

Not only did he inhale all the poison gas while he was poisoned, but he also damaged his throat.

He even saved some for himself while roasting sweet potatoes.

If it were just an ordinary roasted sweet potato, Xu Nian would never have been so moved.

But! This roasted sweet potato was snatched from Third Senior Sister's hands!

What immense conviction! What unwavering dedication that must take!

Only then can I make my third senior sister give up!

Xu Nian was increasingly moved as she thought about it.

Moreover, while feeling moved, I also felt a vague sense of embarrassment and guilt.

What kind of things are filling my head?

When she heard her senior sister say that Xiao Qinghuan had helped her detoxify.

What I was thinking about was Xiao Qinghuan and myself...

Xu Nian blushed, feeling only guilt.

"Qinghuan, you are so good to your senior brother," Xu Nian said with emotion.

Wu Qinghuan blinked her eyes.

No words were spoken.

Her cheeks just turned a little redder.

She gently pursed her lips.

He seemed to be recalling something.

Then, her cheeks turned even redder.