He immediately dispelled his disappearing state and then stretched out his hand...
He paused.
And was enveloped by the spiritual source.
He then carefully hugged her...
He could feel it now!
However...
It was a sticky feeling, not skin.
That warmth was from fresh blood!
"No, no..."
Xu Xiaoshou muttered. He wanted to hug her little junior sister's body tightly, afraid that she would just disappear.
However, he knew that in her current state, his junior sister could not withstand his furious physical strength.
He slowed down in everything.
As if he was holding a baby, Xu Xiaoshou who was covered by the spiritual source, gently helped his junior sister's upper body up using his forearm.
"Mu Zixi..." Xu Xiaoshou smiled with tears in his eyes and gently called out.
Yi and Patriarch Wuji behind him were shocked at the same time.