Crack!
Fang Yuan's joints made a series of crisp sounds.
The power from the Gu worms began to channel this foreign energy into his acupoints.
This process was not comfortable.
After all, it was not his power, so he could not control it.
The slightest carelessness could endanger his life.
Fang Yuan could only use his own Yang Qi to barely resist and prevent the cold poison from damaging his meridians.
In the end, a portion of the Yang Qi that belonged to him was absorbed by Wan Qian along the meridians.
"..."
Wan Qian looked at Fang Yuan speechlessly in his arms and pressed her hands against his chest, trying to push him away with the only strength she had.
Fang Yuan frowned and glared at her. Was now the time to move?
"You... let... me... go..."
Wan Qian's voice was intermittent and weak. "What… what are you... doing..."
