847 Suspicious Woman

"This red fog is probably the reason the people in the nameless town are losing their minds…" Yuan mumbled in a low voice.

"How are you feeling, Young Master?" Feng Yuxiang asked him.

"My legs feel a little cold, but that's about it."

"Young Master, can you hold my hands for a moment?" She suddenly extended her hand for him.

Yuan didn't think too much about it and held her hand.

The very next moment, Yuan could feel a burning yet comfortable sensation flowing throughout his body, and the cold feeling in his legs quickly disappeared.

"What was that?" Yuan asked her.

"I just used my phoenix flames to warm up your body. Your veins are burning with my phoenix flames right now, which is warding off the miasma."

"B-Burning?" Yuan's eyes widened.

He wasn't worried that it could hurt him. It was just terrifying to think that his body was literally burning on the inside.