Chapter 403 Immortal Cultivation? Repair Magic?

Yan Ge wanted to get out in time, but his body seemed to be absorbed by the man, and he couldn't control it anymore.

It was so cold that Yan Ge didn't even have the strength to shiver. She felt as if she had been frozen into an ice cube from the inside out.

Later, he lost consciousness directly.

Yan Ge never thought that a sleeping man could sleep herself like this.

Before she fell into a coma, she was thinking that no matter how big a cookie was waiting in front of her, she would not be able to sleep with any man casually.

After all, there is no way to know what is under the man's skin.

When she regained consciousness, Yange's head was still stiff, as if the layer of ice slag covering her head hadn't melted away, so her first reaction was cold, so cold.

Because of the cold, the brain can't even think.

So when she looked up and saw the back of a man with silver hair and a white coat standing in front of the window, she was in a daze, thinking about who this person was and why she was in her room.

As if he heard the movement, the man turned around and walked to the bed in a few steps.

Because of this face's facial features that are 70% similar to Hong Chen's, Yan Ge's froze head froze, and all his thoughts came back at this moment.

The man asked Yan Ge: "Who sent you here?"

His voice was relatively cold, and the question was not filled with joy or anger, as if it was a routine question.

Yan Ge shook his head in a daze. At this time, he naturally had to play dumb.

The man walked to the bed, stretched out his hand to pinch Yange's wrist, and the aura circulated in Yange's body.

Probably because he wanted Yan Ge to recover some energy, but he didn't know if it was because of his inborn ice spirit root or because of his skills. At this moment, Yan Ge felt that he seemed to be colder, like a cold fish in his body Swimming around, she couldn't help shivering due to the cold.

The man also noticed Yan Ge's reaction, he was slightly taken aback, then withdrew his hand.

Seeing that Yange was still puzzled, he remembered that he hadn't introduced himself yet, and hurriedly said, "My name is..."

He was stunned for a while, as if he had forgotten his own name, and said after a while: "Just call me Sanlang."

He has been in a coma for too long, and no one has called his name for a long time. He can't remember his worldly name, but only vaguely remembers that he used to be the third child.

Yan Ge looked bewildered and at a loss: "Sanlang, what is this place?"

"This is Chixia Peak." After the man said this, he turned his head and looked outside the door, and said softly to Yan Ge, "The elders outside are asking to see you. I'll go out for a while."

Is this reporting to her?

The relationship between the two of them seems to be just a matter of one shot, right?

Oh, there may be several shots, but it will not reach the point of reporting to her.

Although Yan Ge was surprised in his heart, he didn't show it.

The man turned to leave, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Yan Ge with a panicked face, thinking that this woman might be extremely disturbed by the current situation, so he reached out and touched her head unnaturally: "Don't be afraid, in the future you will It's my Ji, even if you have no cultivation, I will protect you."

In one sentence, Yan Ge's retreat has been arranged, and he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with his words.

After finishing the words, he squeezed Yange's hand comfortingly, then turned and walked outside.

He didn't set up an enchantment or barrier, so after he left the door, Yan Ge could hear the conversation outside the door clearly.

"Old Ancestor, congratulations on leaving the customs."

The voice sounded a little old, but the joy in the voice could not be concealed at all.

The voice of the man who was called the ancestor was cold: "Is there something wrong with the sect?"