In fact, as long as a normal person hears that his body is occupied by someone, he will feel fear and hatred.
Su Ziyi was a little stunned, as if he couldn't recover from this matter.
But not long after, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, showing a cute smile, "Miss, do you have a spiritual pet? What does it look like? Cute, or majestic? Or is it like you, Miss? as pretty?"
Muyan's expression froze for a moment, before she said powerlessly: "Su Ziyi, aren't you afraid? My spiritual pet is on your body, maybe if I'm a bit more domineering, it will directly take away your body It's like killing you."
Shouldn't ordinary people be in a state of exasperation and madness at such a time
Su Ziyi shook his head without hesitation, "It's okay, I know Miss Sister will not harm me, and your spiritual pet will naturally not harm me either."
Muyan raised his forehead, can this guy be any more silly and sweet
"Even if it won't harm you, it will make your body weak and even make your condition worse. Didn't you faint just now?"
But Su Ziyi looked at her fixedly, his eyes full of trust, "But Miss Sister, you also cured me! Besides, I fainted because I was not in good health, and I often fainted before. It's okay, my humble servant. I feel very happy to be able to help my young lady!"
Muyan looked at his pale face with a bright smile blooming without any qualms, and felt a little sour for a moment.
She suddenly smiled and said, "In the future, my spiritual pet may borrow your body. He has been trapped in one place for a long time, and I want him to see the outside world."
"It's okay! Miss my body can be borrowed at will," Su Ziyi said hastily.
Immediately, his brows darkened suddenly, and his tone was a bit lonely, "However, I am so envious of Miss Sister's spiritual pet. Even though he is just a spiritual pet and has no body, Miss Sister treats him so well."
Raising his head, the boy put a clean and clear smile on his face again, "Miss Sister, let your spiritual pet borrow my body now!"
But Muyan shook her head: "No need now. Before I cure your illness, it won't borrow your body again."
Su Ziyi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled wryly: "Miss sister, my disease is incurable, and the immortal doctor of Ziyun Realm once diagnosed me. He said that there is no cure for my disease. And I …and don’t live past twenty.”
When he said the last sentence, Su Ziyi's long eyelashes drooped down to suppress the surging emotions in his eyes.
Then he raised his head and showed a cheerful and optimistic smile, "However, to meet Miss Sister before I die, I already..."
"I said if I can cure your illness, then I can be cured." Muyan cut him off decisively, "I said if you can survive, then you can survive."
She stared into the boy's eyes for a moment, "Su Ziyi, are you willing to trust me and entrust your illness to me for treatment?"
Su Ziyi's body trembled suddenly, "I believe you?"
His emotions suddenly became a little out of control for some reason, and his clear voice became hoarse and urgent at some point, "Trust you, and then one day I will announce my death sentence? Believe you, and then when I am full of hope, you give up again." me?"
Su Ziyi's appearance at this time is completely different from his usual innocent and cheerful appearance.
But Muyan doesn't seem to be surprised at all.