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Chapter 47

Chapter 47

    He is not a master!

    Qiu Wanxuan's eyes dodged, he faltered, "yes...you bit...bite."

    Xia Churan: "..sorry, I'm not conscious." When he said that, he stood up and checked Qiu Wanxuan's injury. . Through the front of the clothes, there were several red marks on the fair-white neck. There were no cracks. It didn't look like it was bitten.

    His eyebrows were gradually twisted up, if he really bit his mouth, would it be like this? But a few vague images suddenly flashed through his mind, as if he was holding and sucking something.

    He was suspicious, reached out to touch it, and suddenly recalled what Qingluan said earlier, his fingers froze in the air.

    substitute? how is this possible.

    Bai Xuan is naturally different from that person, and he repeatedly hypnotized himself like this.

    Qiu Wanxuan instinctively took two steps back to avoid it, and quickly changed the subject, "I'm fine, this skin injury will soon be healed. Don't you want to forge a sword? I'll wait for you."

    Xia Churan gave a low hum , called out the forge, then lit a flame in the palm of his hand and put it into the furnace.

    The flame was dazzling with golden light, dancing and jumping as if it had been born with wisdom, and even exuded the domineering atmosphere of a king.

    Qiu Wanxuan's pupils trembled slightly, is that Long Yan?

    "If the sword forged for you can be blessed by you, it will be easier to give birth to a sword spirit." Xia Churan said.

    Qiu Wanxuan hesitated for a while, and wanted to refuse, but felt that it was too awkward and easily aroused suspicion. In the end, he sat cross-legged beside Xia Churan and forced himself to calm down: "Okay."

    Xia Churan turned to look at him . , seeing the jade-like earlobes turning red, spreading all the way down into the placket, and even getting close, I could still feel that his body was exuding heat, the temperature was obviously higher than the normal body temperature, under the fumigation of this hot air, The scent of the orchid was even stronger.

    After listening to Qingluan's words, Xia Churan could no longer ignore the incense, and for no reason his heart became heavier.

    When the sword is finished, let's go our separate ways.

    Thinking of this, he took out the sword material and put it into the furnace after casting the spell.

    Qiu Wanxuan felt a fever all over his body for some reason, and it was obvious that Long Xiao had already suppressed it, but when he saw Xia Churan's recovery, maybe he was happy, or maybe he was getting closer to the real master, and Long Xiao was about to move in his body again. He couldn't help but feel hot again, as if sitting on pins and needles, moving from time to time, causing Xia Churan to cast a suspicious look.

    He endured for a while, and silently recited hundreds of pure heart formulas in his heart, but to no avail.

    Seeing that his body was hot and his breathing was getting shorter, Xia Churan finally couldn't ignore it, "What's wrong with you?" When he said that, he tried to pull the other party's wrist pulse to check, but Qiu Wanxuan avoided it, "I'm fine." But Xia

    Chu Ran ignored his refusal and got closer. Qiu Wanxuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and stepped back again and again, "Don't...don't come here."