What happens if you get angry?

Ignore him like you did before? It doesn't seem to work......

Bei Miao thought for a while, but couldn't think of what would happen, so he simply didn't say anything, and quietly looked at the person on the bed.

The other side.

After Feng Zhuo returned to the room with Fu Ling in his arms, he drank some spiritual spring water for Fu Ling, and then called water to help Fu Ling bathe, and then changed into clean clothes after bathing, and dried his hair before putting him on the bed.

Fu Ling's face was very bad, no better than when he was seriously injured before, his face was pale and almost transparent, as if it would dissipate in the next second.

Feng Zhuo looked at Fu Ling, his eyebrows furrowed, his thin lips pursed, and his eyes were full of worry.

After the spirit came out, the news of being unconscious spread, Qing Zhi, Yu Shen and Yu Fu took turns to see it, Qing Zhi stopped for the longest time, but Feng Zhuo's heart was full of Fu Ling, and he didn't care how long Qing Zhi stayed.

A day passed, and Fu Ling still didn't wake up, but the West Temple, which had been in a coma for several days, woke up.

When Xici woke up, Bei Miao was sleeping on the side of the bed, and the posture was uncomfortable at first glance, but Bei Miao was sleeping very soundly, thinking that he was extremely sleepy.

On the side of the West Ancestral Hall, he saw Bei Miao beside the bed.

Looking at him, he wanted to reach out and touch it, but when he thought that Bei Miao was sleeping lightly, he might wake up if he touched it, so he took his hand back.

Xici looked at Bei Miao and thought of the dream......

The dream was very vague, I couldn't see anything clearly, but there was a sentence that was particularly clear, it was a man's voice, cold and detached, like the sound of a gurgling stream flowing through a mountain stream and bluestone, pleasant to the ear.

He couldn't see the people around the man clearly, it was very vague, but he remembered the sky in his dream, it was extremely gray, lightning and thunder, dark clouds covered the sky, did it flash thunder, and stood on the earth like that, as if fighting against the sky, and said: 'I don't regret it'.

Immediately afterwards, there was a dazzling golden glow, and a pair of indifferent golden eyes......

Those golden eyes, overlapping with Fu Ling's eyes, were incomparably similar, and Xi Ci suddenly woke up in his heart.

The consciousness in his sleep was not so clear, so he was awakened, but now that he was awake, Xi Ci thought about it carefully, and found that the eyes were not similar to the eyes of the Whisk Spirit except that they were golden.

Fu Ling's eyes are peach blossom eyes, not big or small, just right, and they are particularly attractive when they laugh, but the golden eyes in the dream are narrow and long Danfeng eyes, there is no emotion in those golden eyes, they are colder than when Feng Zhuo looks at people, there is no temperature, everything in the world, no matter the dead and alive, will not let those eyes have any temperature.

It's just a pair of eyes that are so stunning, if it's me...... No, maybe it's not an illusion, it's me, but he can't see it, he can't even see the appearance of the man in white, how can he see someone with such dazzling eyes.

"Are you awake?" Just as the West Temple was thinking about everything in that dream, Bei Miao's voice suddenly sounded beside him.

So when his thoughts returned, Xici looked at Bei Miao and nodded: "Hmm." ”

Seeing him nodding, Bei Miao asked with concern, "Is there anything uncomfortable?" If so, just tell me, and I'll go find Yufu to have a look. ”

Looking at Bei Miao's worried look, Xi Ci smiled in his heart, it's just a dream, why bother thinking so much, what you should think about should be the person in front of you......

"The injuries on my body are all gone." Xici said: "The fatal wound has also healed, is it a blow to the spirit?" "If it weren't for the Spirit, the West Shrine wouldn't have thought of anyone else.