"Haha ... My heart, my heart. Alright, I'm fine now. You don't have to worry about me anymore." After hearing Ling Chuxi's words, bu Xingtian seemed to have thought of something and sighed with emotion. His figure flashed and he disappeared from Ling Chuxi's eyes. He once again hid in the depths of Ling Chuxi's sea of consciousness.
Ling Chuxi had originally wanted to help him consolidate his spiritual soul a little more, but bu Xingtian had gone as he wished without any hesitation, so she could only give up.
Ling Chuxi had just used up a large amount of her innate power of the soul and was also extremely tired. She quickly cultivated to recover.
