Yichen's determination

On the other hand, Ling Chuxi's face was unusually pale. Large beads of sweat were oozing from her forehead, and her graceful figure was also trembling slightly, teetering on the verge of collapse.

"Chuxi," he said. Ling Yichen couldn't help but call out in a soft voice as he felt worried.

"I'm fine, don't worry. " Ling Chuxi took a deep breath and spat out a mouthful of blood essence. She was actually burning her blood essence to unleash her potential to the extreme.

"Chuxi," he said. Seeing Ling Chuxi actually burn her blood essence to heal his master, Ling Yichen's heart ached and his eyes were filled with guilt.

Huangfu qingjue's gaze also became a little more worried. He took a step forward and held Ling Chuxi's hand. He poured his vital Qi into her meridians to protect her heart and divine sense.

Seeing Ling Chuxi's determined expression and the guilt in Ling Yichen's eyes, meixiu seemed to understand something.