Seizing a Good Marriage, The Virtuous Medical Consort

Chapter 1307: In 1306, he still didn't want to stay away from her

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In fact, not only Xue Yihan was worried about Nie Feiqing's situation, Ming Wuyan also didn't want Nie Feiqing to become more terrifying and difficult.

At this time, she didn't know that it was her voiceless voice that helped Nie Feiqing...

Nie Feiqing's soul was sucked into that mysterious power, and began to reshape her spirit body...

This is a long process, but also a process that makes him happy.

After waiting for so long, he was finally able to be reborn again.

In the past, his only belief in rebirth was that he wanted to get that little girl...

Now, his thoughts are still the same as before, but subconsciously, there is something different.

In the past, once he was reborn, he would just want to get that little girl regardless, but now he hopes that that little girl can sincerely smile at him...

As time passed, Nie Feiqing's spirit began to settle down, and his spirit body was slowly reshaping...

Soon, he had his own shadow, bones and flesh...

Originally, this reshaping power still had a special evil aura that wanted to approach him, but the divine prohibition and special aura on his body kept that evil away...

Just when his spiritual body was about to be successfully reshaped, a powerful force suddenly hit his newly reshaped dantian, and Nie Feiqing lost consciousness for a while...

No one knew that when this powerful force crushed Nie Feiqing's newly reshaped dantian, it reshaped him into a wider and deeper dantian. His strength was increasing like sea water...

On the other hand, Youqin's body also showed a slight abnormality. After he fell into a coma, he felt his body's strength suddenly increase and decrease, as if he was flying.

This feeling made him feel very painful. Suddenly, he felt that his divine power had increased, and this increase was a bit strange, as if someone had given it to him.

After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes in confusion.

When he saw Xiaoyan close at hand, a warm smile flashed across his face.

"Xiao Yan'er, am I dreaming?"

Seeing Youqin woke up, Ming Wuyan breathed a sigh of relief, and withdrew her hand from his vest.

"Dream a little longer and you may not wake up. Are you feeling okay?"

Ming Wuyan took a soft pillow for Youqin, put it behind his head, and helped him up.