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An Lan was so frightened that she didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Call...call who?"

"Zhao...Shirley..."

An Lan was stunned: "Zhao Xueli? Why did you call her here?"

Lin Xuan looked at her face, which was so close to his own, and couldn't find a single flaw, not even her soaked T-shirt.

So this is what they call "holding a pipa while half-concealing one's face".

Lin Xuan felt his evil fire intensify.

No!

If this continues, I'll really explode and die!

He closed his eyes, recklessly declaring, "I need... dual cultivation!"

"Dual cultivation?"

An Lan repeated the word blankly, then something occurred to her.

She had read many novels, so she naturally knew what it meant.

The bathroom was quiet except for the sound of running water.

Steam flowed between the two men.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look at An Lan again, afraid that he would really lose his mind completely.

After a long while, An Lan finally spoke softly, her voice still relatively calm, though slightly trembling:

"Does it have to be... Zhao Xueli?"

Lin Xuan opened his eyes and met her flickering gaze.

"Can...I do it?"

Lin Xuan quickly looked away and took a deep breath:

"President An, this cultivation process... might be a bit..."

"I know!" An Lan interrupted him.

She stood up, took a deep breath, and then turned around.

Lin Xuan was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard a "snap".

The bathroom light is off!

Only a dim fog remained.

In the darkness, An Lan walked over and took off her already soaked T-shirt.

Lin Xuan was completely stunned.

"Mr. An, you don't need to..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

An Lan had already walked to the bathtub, lifted one leg, and stepped inside.

It's a little hot.

"I know. But I can't bear to see you get hurt." An Lan remained calm, her eyes even showing a hint of determination.

Lin Xuan looked at An Lan in front of him.

The dim lighting couldn't conceal her breathtaking curves; instead, it enhanced their ethereal and exquisite beauty.

drop...

Water droplets dripped from the ends of her hair and into the bathtub.

"President An..."

Lin Xuan had long been unable to hold back, and this was compounded by the impact at this moment.

He completely lost his mind.

He reached out and pulled An Lan into the bathtub.

An Lan instinctively cried out in surprise and fell directly into the water, splashing a large amount of water.

Lin Xuan pulled her into his arms while turning off the cold water.

"Now... you regret it... too..." Lin Xuan whispered in her ear, his hot breath making her ears tingle.

An Lan's body trembled slightly.

Looking at Lin Xuan's face so close to hers, and at the dark red surging in his eyes, she suddenly reached out and cupped his face in her hands.

I have no regrets.

After saying that, she took the initiative to kiss him.

Very raw and unfamiliar.

But it was this that ignited Lin Xuan's final fuse.

......

The rising steam completely enveloped the two of them.

An Lan kept her eyes tightly closed, her eyelashes trembling violently.

She could clearly feel the heat radiating from Lin Xuan's skin.

......

At this moment, Lin Xuan had already subconsciously begun to circulate his cultivation technique.

It manipulates the body's inherent source to continuously circulate.

Each time the blood circulated through the two people's bodies, the red in Lin Xuan's eyes faded a little, and the blood-red patterns on the surface of his skin gradually became lighter.

An Lan could clearly feel that his body temperature was dropping and his breathing was no longer so hot.

This is...

She was thinking in a daze.

Her body, however, involuntarily cooperated with Lin Xuan.

.

Two hours later.

Lin Xuan let out a long breath; his body temperature had completely returned to normal, but the pain persisted.

This process will likely continue for several more days.

But Lin Xuan felt much better.

He looked down at An Lan in his arms.

She was limp on her own body, soaked to the bone, her long hair clinging to her delicate face, her eyes half-open and half-closed, her gaze somewhat unfocused.

"An...Lan?" Lin Xuan gently tucked her hair behind her ear and asked with heartache.

An Lan barely opened her eyes, glanced at him, and then closed them again.

"tired..."

Lin Xuan was speechless. He carried her out of the bathtub, wrapped her in a towel, and then carried her to the bed in the bedroom.

He had just put An Lan down when An Lan reached out and tugged at his hand.

"Don't go... I'm scared..."

Her voice was soft, with a hint of dependence.

Lin Xuan knew what she was afraid of.

"Go to sleep, I won't leave, I'll stay here." He sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked her head.

An Lan then closed her eyes in relief and quickly fell asleep.

Lin Xuan looked at her peaceful sleeping face and reached out to touch her brow.

A stream of true energy flowed into her body.

Just like what he did to the two men in black robes that night.

Soul-Chasing Technique.

As long as one's own true essence imprint is not erased, one can sense the other party's location.

Now, he can clearly sense the locations of the other two imprints.

"Once I recover, I'll see who you really are."

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South of the city, the old Chen family residence.

Under the cover of night, Chen Mo sneaked away to the most secluded corner of the manor.

There were a few dilapidated wooden huts there, usually used to store miscellaneous items, and few people came.

He nervously looked around to make sure no one was watching before pushing open the door and slipping inside.

As soon as the door opened, a pungent stench hit us.

He almost threw up and quickly covered his nose.

There were no lights inside the wooden cabin; only the moonlight from outside the window could barely penetrate.

Two dark figures sat quietly in the corner, motionless.

They look like two sculptures.

"Senior...?" Chen Mo asked softly.

One of the dark figures opened its eyes, emitting a pale red glow:

"It failed."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo frowned deeply: "How is that possible, senior? With your two subordinates and the dozens of men I found, you can't capture a single woman?"

He racked his brains but still couldn't understand what was going on.

But you should know that your original plan only involved those few dozen people!

The dark figure slowly stood up.

Through the haze, one could see that "his" bluish-gray skin was covered in cracks, and his exposed wrists and neck had a wood-like texture.

This is not the same person at all!

"That girl has a powerful protector by her side..."

The shadowy figure's voice was like the rustling of dry twigs: "He should be a successor of ancient martial arts, but I can't tell which sect he comes from. Both of my tree slaves have been severely injured."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo became somewhat anxious: "What...what should we do? If we can't take down the An family, should we deal with the Tong family first?"

The black figure seemed not to have heard him and continued, "Ten days later, after I finish my seclusion, I will personally take action."

"Then what about me?"

"Don't go out and alert them in the meantime; they must already be suspicious of you."

"Sneaking out should be..."

Before he could finish speaking, the shadowy figure moved.

His withered, wooden hand gripped Chen Mo's neck and lifted him up.

"Don't go out... Do you understand?" The hoarse voice was devoid of emotion, but those bloodshot eyes made Chen Mo dare not hesitate for a moment.

"I-I understand! Senior, let go."

He was having difficulty breathing, and his face turned a deep liver color.