Yun Che naturally also knew the Ice Moon Frost Heaven Art that Qin Yelan practiced. He quickly helped her sit upright and tapped several points on her body in succession. The rampaging spiritual energy within her immediately settled down.
A few breaths later, the crimson in Qin Yelan's eyes rapidly faded, and her mind cleared.
Looking at Yun Che's teasing smile before her, her face instantly flushed red. Her embarrassment turned to anger, and she immediately tried to draw her sword.
Only when her hand reached her waist did she realize she was not carrying her sword at all. In the end, she could only throw a punch at Yun Che.
Perhaps because she was barefoot, she lost her balance before Yun Che even dodged and fell with a thud at his feet.
Her already loose bathrobe slid off her shoulders, and her cute white coconuts immediately bounced free.
Yun Che hurriedly covered his eyes with his hand, pretending he had seen nothing.
Qin Yelan was still lying twisted on the floor, seemingly stunned by the fall, and failed to react for quite some time.
Yun Che reminded her, "Ye Lan, that pose really isn't very decent. How about putting your clothes on first?"
Qin Yelan came to her senses, so flustered that tears sprang to her eyes. She struggled to pull her bathrobe back up.
Just as she tried to stand, a piercing pain shot through her ankle, and she fell toward Yun Che again.
Qin Yelan was going crazy. Why was she throwing herself at him again? Someone, please come and save her! She did not want to keep embarrassing herself in front of this fellow!
Watching her tumble toward him again, Yun Che was rather speechless too.
Had someone installed a powerful magnet in his body? He