"No, no no, don't wake up..."
I yelled.
"Brother Du, Brother Du, wake up, it's okay, you have a nightmare."
Feeling that I was hugged into a familiar and warm embrace, and the reassuring scent entered my nose, after all I was awake.
Gradually, his eyes became focused, and he saw the man who looked down at me, it was Ning Yuru.
With my head resting on her knees, she reached out and hugged me tightly, staring at my eyes nervously with her head down.
"Yuru...?" I screamed, but feeling my lips dry and hot, I couldn't help but say: "Water, I want water."
I wanted to make a gesture for water, only to find that I couldn't raise my arm.
He tilted his head and looked, his eyes darkened.
Well, I have casts and bandages on my arms, legs and feet. No wonder it is difficult to move. Is it because of multiple injuries
"Brother Du, it's fine if you wake up, don't worry, I'll get you some water."
Ning Yuru released surprise in his eyes, carefully placed my head on the pillow, and then got up.
After half a minute, she got a glass bottle.
It's the kind of bottle used by babies, filled with clean water.
My eyes widened in shock, and I wanted to shake my head to refuse, because, I'm not a baby, okay? But it was found that the neck was also fixed by the device and couldn't move.
"Don't move, Master said that you were injured too badly this time, and the sequelae of starting a lot of forbidden operations are fermenting. He estimates that you will have to lie down for a week to wake up, but today is only the fifth day. Your resilience is really amazing. Tenacious."
With that said, Ning Yuru fed me water in a glass bottle.
I reluctantly accept the reality, as long as I can drink water, what kind of equipment should I care about it? Just use it.
I closed my eyes and drank, and I felt much more comfortable. Then, the pain came along like a shadow, and there was no place around my body that didn't hurt.
After drinking the water, I opened my eyes and looked at Ning Yuru, but my mind was full of the birth process of Miró, and my heart couldn't help but feel absurd.
"It's my God, who would have thought that Milo was a product of my body evolved? What's even more outrageous is that Milo's consciousness was also separated from my ontological consciousness. If you trace the roots, this is equivalent to my body. Incarnate outside.
The key is that this terrifying external incarnation not only does not listen to the orders of my ontological consciousness, but has been dominating since ancient times to the present! right
In contrast, my body is weak.
If the consciousness of separation is controlled, how beautiful is that? With my order, Miró obediently disbanded the power of the monsters under his command, and changed the evil to the righteous. With Milo's ability, if you listen to my command, you will not be afraid of even dealing with Emperor Fengdu..."
Thinking of this, I secretly sighed a pity.
In fact, I had the opportunity to control the consciousness of separation, but at the time I thought I was having a big dream. If I knew it was not a dream earlier, I would be able to control Miró in advance.
If you think about it this way, will history change
and many more!
I really can't change the trajectory of Miró's birth, because in terms of timeline, he is before me. If he changes his trajectory, God knows will it affect modern times
The flapping of butterfly wings may trigger a tornado, not to mention the existence of Miró which is enough to change the balance of power of the mages inside and outside the square
If he changes his development trajectory, maybe I will not be born anymore. If I am not born, there will be no Miró...
"Huh? This Nima is a vicious circle. No one can interfere with other's vicious circle. One does not exist, and the other will disappear. So, even if I knew about this for a long time, then I can't interfere."
I suddenly figured this out. The regretful feeling of being unable to destroy Mila at that time disappeared. Because we are in a mutual influence relationship, how could I dare to change Mila's development trajectory before this
"Then it's right for me to wake up at this time."
My heart became transparent, and I felt comfortable.
There is another point that makes me secretly delighted.
Milo didn't know this. The words that he said to himself after awakening are enough to prove this point. Only I know the whole story. Don't feel too cool to know yourself and the enemy! Maybe for this reason, I will be able to gain the upper hand with Miró in the future.
The mood changed from time to time, and it wasn't until this moment that I was happy.
"Brother Du, your eyes are gurgling around, and there is a smile at the corner of your mouth, what are you thinking about?"
Ning Yuru put the empty glass bottle aside and carefully twisted a hot towel to wipe my face.
"Yu Ru, how do you do this job? You can hire a part-time worker."
I am a little embarrassed.
"Why, do you think I am rough?"
Ning Yuru's eyes stared.
I'm on the tip of my heart
It was a tremor, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Where is it? Don't get me wrong, am I worried that you are tired?"
"You still have a conscience, hum."
Ning Yuru stretched out his hand and nodded my forehead, put down the handkerchief and sat next to him, supporting his chin and looking at me, there seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes.
I couldn't help but blush.
You know, although Ning Yuru and I have a relationship with each other, they are not too affectionate. Ning Yuru suddenly assumed the appearance of a good wife and mother, and I was quite uncomfortable.
"How to drop, is the big hero also shy?"
Ning Yuru blinked her eyes, and smiled on her delicate face.
"Big hero?" I looked at her puzzled.
"You have been in a coma these few days, and the world is turned upside down! In the world of wizards, your Jiang Du's name shook half the sky, let alone Fang Fang, even if it is outside Fang Fang, it is considered a famous name;
You are less than 30 years old, and the Lufo Temple in the late stage of the town exterminates Tongtian presiding over Lang Liuli, and once you have become famous all over the world! I don’t know how many young mages regard you as an idol. There are many beautiful female mages who say to others that the criteria for choosing a Taoist priest should be in line with the master Jiang Du. How about, are you very proud and excited to hear this? "
Ning Yuru's eyes are clear, which can't hide from me.
My heart is excited.
Don't look at Ning Yuru's full praise of my words, but if the answer is not good, you will have to eat salt-free egg pancakes every day when you are lying here.
"Hey, Yu Ru, you laughed, what great hero? Does the great hero have the same troubles as the righteous magnates? It's not bad that no one in the world of wizards blacks me.
As for Zhenmielang Liuli? Others think it is my strength, but don't you know it yet? I gathered the power of the six pupils to barely complete the goal.
If it wasn't for Yuru you to trust me and lend me the power of the secondary pupil, I might have been there as early as the eighth gate generals assassinated.
So, Yuru, you should be called a hero. I just confuse it with a false name. Don't take it seriously. It's not worth mentioning. "
After I said it, Ning Yuru's eyes overflowed with a smile. He was obviously satisfied with my answer. What's more satisfying was that I didn't care about the standards of thousands of female mages in choosing Taoists. This was her favorite. place.
A joke, I won't answer the beginning of the conversation.
(End of this chapter)