Xiao Jiali took a deep breath and closed his eyes nervously but firmly. The white horse licked the back of his hand soothingly and put its head on his thigh. Its action reminded Xiao Jiali of Xiao Zhenyun's stag. At home, Tianlu would often put his chin on Xiao Zhenyun's legs like this, asking for food, or taking a nap with his eyes closed.
Xiao Jiali, an eagle-type spirit, cannot enjoy such treatment. He would be envious but too embarrassed to say it. Unexpectedly, he would enjoy it today because of Xiao Jingfeng's kindness.
The chairman, who has such a docile white horse spirit, always looks careless on the surface and majors in mental attack, but in fact he is a very gentle guide in his heart...
Thinking of this, Xiao Jiali felt a little relieved...
—Then he was whipped by a brutal and powerful mental whip and lost his voice in pain. It was as if someone had split his head open and then smashed it with a pestle, catching him completely defenseless. The intense pain made him struggle uncontrollably, wanting to destroy and tear apart the source of his pain.
The white horse immediately stood up and lay sideways, using its 700-pound weight to press down on Xiao Jiali's limbs to prevent him from moving.
Xiao Zhenyun heard a terrifying roar, as if it was going to rip his throat. Si Di's eyes were as deep as the night ocean, and he quietly put his arm around Xiao Zhenyun's shoulders, a gesture of comfort and protection. It seemed that every sentinel was born to take care of and protect his guide in this way.
However, Xiao Jingfeng just as he said before, sat there with his eyes closed, unmoved. No matter how Xiao Jiali screamed and begged, he still resolutely destroyed and forced his way in. The progress seemed to be extremely unsuccessful. He could not help but frowned and shouted: "Xiao Jiali, don't resist me!"
"I can't do it, I don't want it anymore..." Xiao Jiali's face was covered with tears due to the pain. Xiao Zhenyun could hardly imagine what kind of pain he was going through. He had suffered from the pain of mental and physical injuries before, which almost made him faint. However, Xiao Jiali just kept sweating and didn't even say a word. But at this moment, he was actually crying and begging for mercy...
Xiao Zhenyun maintained a cruel silence, quietly staring at Xiao Jiali's reaction. On the contrary, Si Di, who had always been wary and suspicious of Xiao Jiali, could not help but persuade him: "Chairman, if it really doesn't work..."
Xiao Jiali's crying suddenly stopped, and he finally collapsed on the sofa, curling up slightly in grievance, unconsciously making a defensive posture. Xiao Jingfeng also relaxed a little and leaned back, falling into a trance.
The white horse stood up. His back and neck were covered with scratches, and some places had broken skin. He shook his tail, walked to the bathroom, looked inside, took out two towels, then stepped back and threw the towels to Si Di.
Si Di: “?”
The white horse nodded to Xiao Jingfeng with his head, then nodded to himself, then stood up straight with a dignified manner, waiting to be served.
Si Di: “…”
Si Di got up helplessly, soaked two towels in hot water and wrung them dry, asked Xiao Zhenyun to clean Bai Ma's wound, and he went to rub Xiao Jiali's face.
They both thought that since Xiao Jiali had suffered so much for Xiao Jingfeng to enter his spiritual realm, Xiao Jingfeng should at least stay in his spiritual realm for a while longer to help him sort out his troubles. But before Si Di could completely wipe his face, Xiao Jingfeng suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head in surprise and looked at Xiao Zhenyun.