"Doctor Lotte..."
Murong Xing called for someone, ran for a short distance, and then ran back: "Uncle Zhan, you haven't recovered yet, and you can't walk on the ground yet."
She volunteered to run to the back of the wheelchair and grabbed the handle of the wheelchair: "I'm so strong, can I push the wheelchair for you?" The eldest brother said yesterday that Uncle Zhan could buy her candied haws, and she wanted to make a sweet little padded jacket.
"Okay." Li Zhannuan was immediately warmed by the caring little padded jacket, he turned to the maid beside him, and ordered: "After the people are settled down, arrange a few people to go out and buy all the most delicious candied haws in the world. gone."
The caring little cotton-padded jacket's face and heart were full of joy: "Uncle Zhan, I will definitely help big brother take good care of you."
With all her might, she pushed the wheelchair.
This caring silly girl.
Li Zhan chuckled and fiddled with the mechanism of the wheelchair, and the wheels rolled automatically.
Not far away, six young girls in white clothes carried an ice coffin in their hands, stepped on light and graceful footsteps, and walked into the sea of jacaranda flowers against the sky full of tidbits.
They placed the ice coffin on the lotus platform among the sea of flowers, saluted Li Zhan and then retreated.
The ice coffin was covered with a piece of pure white silk, and I couldn't see inside, but there was a person lying on the ice coffin.
This person was tied up, but looking at the lying posture, it is not difficult to see that he was tied up together because he was tied to it.
Li Zhan turned into a wind blade and cut the rope.
The motionless person on the ice coffin suddenly trembled like an electric shock, and suddenly woke up.
Holding a candied haws, Murong Xing waved to him excitedly: "Doctor Le Tian."
"Little Martian?" Le Tian on the ice coffin was stunned for a while, then stood up: "Why are you here—"
Before he finished his question, he was stunned by the large purple scenery in front of him.
This season is already severe winter, and it was freezing all the way when they came, but how can there be a bit of cold winter in front of them
There is a sea of jacaranda flowers in front of my eyes, one by one, one by one, thousands of them are like purple clouds blooming on the trees, and the warm colors are like spring, which is amazing.
"What kind of place is this?" Le Tian looked around and glared at Li Zhan like a ghost: "You, who are you?"
Li Zhan raised his seductive red lips, and said in a girly voice dedicated to 'Li Xinyuan': "Little Tiantian, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and you forget about him?"
Le Tian shook his body with aversion to cold, and snorted: "Whoever you are! I don't know you well."
Then he, who is not familiar with the owner here, jumped off the ice coffin, and suddenly changed his style of painting, with a posture of anti-customer: "Where do I live?"
Li Zhan flicked his sleeve robe, and said in a casual tone: "My territory, you can do whatever you want."
"Then build me a hut here, um..." Le Tian glanced at the ice coffin beside him, thought for a while, and asked very bluntly: "Just build it as comfortable as you want."
"How comfortable and how to match?" Li Zhan smiled, half a smile but not a smile, and he couldn't understand: "Xiao Tiantian, I will give you some color, you are welcome, you really want to open a dyeing workshop here?"
There was a demonic and bloodthirsty light in his feminine eyes, which made Le Tian's hair stand straight.
To be honest, since this sissy changed her face, he was really scared of him.
After changing his face, his mannerisms have not changed much, he still has a demonic aura, but he is a bit sinister, a bit evil, as if there are countless blades hidden invisibly, every frown and movement can kill people, leaving no skin.
Lotte, who refused to admit that he was afraid of Li Zhan from the bottom of his heart, raised his chin, staring at Li Zhan with an expression of "I will start a dyeing workshop, what can you do with me".
But he and Li Zhan looked at each other for only a moment, then he quickly looked away, and greeted Murong Xing with a guilty conscience: "Little Martian, go, take me for a stroll."
If he didn't leave, he was afraid that he would show his cowardice.
The candied haws haven't arrived yet, and Little Martian still needs to continue making the little padded jackets. She shook her head and said, "I can't go shopping. I have to take care of Uncle Zhan. He's not in good health."
Not feeling well
Le Tianxia subconsciously took another look at Li Zhan, who had a red face and looked like a bloodthirsty goblin. He twitched his lips with a look of feigned calm contempt.
"Forget it, I'll go shopping by myself."
Le Tian waved his hands and walked away with his hands behind his back, just like visiting his own back garden, admiring all the way and enjoying it all the way.
Just in time, the wind blows.
The plain silk on the ice coffin fluttered with the wind, and a peaceful shadow flashed past inside.
Murong Xing held the candied haws and pressed it to his lips in a daze, his big eyes blinked as he looked at the ice coffin that had been covered again, and murmured: "A Yin..."
Li Zhan's eyes narrowed slightly, he raised his finger and pressed it against his lips: "Shhh"
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Hell.
Unlike Mingjie, where the yin qi permeates people, the trees here are full of shade, flowers and plants are everywhere; there are mountains and waters, birds and animals here;
This is a small world in the mountains, but there is no fireworks, only lifeless energy.
Trees, flowers and plants, mountains and rivers, birds and beasts, are caged in the blood mist, and they are all of one color, and everything they see is a shocking red.
Bloody and desolate, Xiao Suo kills.
Mu Ziling opened his eyes from the darkness, and this was what he saw.
She rubbed her heavy head, her eyes were slightly startled: "Where is this? Hell?"
Long Xiaoyu sat cross-legged behind her, with his palms resting on her back, the soft color streamed between his palms, flowing, pouring heavily into her body.
Seeing her wake up, he withdrew his hand and took her into his arms, his eyes were full of pity: "How is it?"
"I'm fine." Mu Ziling shook his head and asked, "How long have I been in a coma?"
Before that, she only remembered that she was affected by Yue Linglong's double voice, and her whole mental consciousness was overwhelmed and almost collapsed, after which she fell unconscious.
"Three days." Long Xiaoyu responded, and then stared at her worriedly: "Is there any discomfort?"
In the past three days, she has never opened her eyes, and he has never closed them, and there is fatigue between the quiet brows.
Mu Ziling looked distressed, and didn't want him to worry any more. She comforted him and said, "Didn't the stars die when the baby was born? I was impacted by the baby's sound waves, and the imprint of the stars would be affected to some extent."
She opened the sleeve of her left hand, revealing the pentagram imprint on her arm, and depicted the circle on it: "Look, the circle of the diamond star is still firmly covered by the four threads, and the star imprint has not changed at all. Don't worry, I'm fine."
How can you not worry
She was unconscious for three days in a row, and he almost died with her.
He frowned, and his low tone was somewhat cold: "What's the matter with the sound wave?"
Yue Linglong spoke silently before, even if he noticed it at the first time, he could only understand a few words she said piecemeal, but he didn't know that this little woman could hear her voice clearly.
(end of this chapter)