Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 2175 Little Witch's Needle

The quilt under his body is still the bed of Captain Azeroth, and the fabric is also very soft and comfortable, with a lingering charming fragrance, which should be the smell left by Azeroth.

Ye Lin carefully inspected the small but warm boudoir, his clothes were indeed gone, only a pair of shark-style cotton slippers remained beside the bed.

Although Xiaoyu complained that the soul is separated from the body and the body is empty, there is a high probability that it will not harden, but who can say this kind of thing 100% accurately, after all, no one has tried it.

His flesh and blood are still active, his heartbeat is steady, and his nerves are not damaged. He is just like a vegetable, and may have an instinctive normal reaction to external stimuli.

Ye Lin raised his hand, intending to go back the past few days to see who was secretly using him~ But the side effects of living in the underworld for a long time suddenly struck.

His heartbeat began to weaken, his broken hair quickly grayed from the roots, and his exuberant blood gradually sank, as if decaying into old age.

In a daze, Ye Lin lay back down again dizzy, his vitality was extremely depressed, like a candle the size of soybeans, blown by the wings of moths and faltering to be extinguished.

"Sure enough, the sense of alienation that squinted eyes said..."

When a person wants to raise his hand or walk around, the thought that arises is only for a moment, and the body moves accordingly. Sometimes the person is not aware of his own subjective consciousness.

For example, when you are going to pour a glass of water to drink, the consciousness of thinking is to think about pouring water, but the body movements are more incidental, an unconscious behavior.

Now Yelin's consciousness and body do not match. When he wants to raise his hand, he often reverberates in his mind for two or three seconds before his body makes the corresponding movement.

He then had a strange feeling that flesh and blood were already useless burdens, but instead a prison for his own soul, which he should completely abandon, get rid of the shackles, and gain new life and freedom.

This kind of feeling is undesirable, let the soul be unrestrained, who knows what will happen.

It's not like he hasn't seen undead in the underworld. They turned from humans into demons, and then they became completely out of shape.

"The real world and the spiritual world, life and death..."

If the underworld is a place full of death, then the current Arad is undoubtedly full of vitality.

Even though it is already the season of cold winter, the vitality hidden under the earth is accumulating under the ice and snow.

However, from another perspective, whether the undead in the underworld can be counted as another kind of "life", the withered flowers and plants in this world, and the frozen beasts are also a kind of death.

Life and death, light and darkness, seem to be diametrically opposite opposites, but coincide with a cyclical unity.

Just as the believers thought that Remedios and Ushir would definitely fight to the death, and they were irreconcilable, but they were best friends who cheated on each other, and they had a very good relationship in private.

Ye Lin was in a state of half asleep, half awake, half dead, his gray hair was black and bright again, his heartbeat was strong, and his blood was vigorous.

The reality of the world is what he found.

In other words, it is a concept called "existence", which is the basis of "creation". The sword of primordial flashes and disappears into the void, and the power of chaos flows slowly, emitting mysterious and unpredictable ripples.

"Could it be..." Ye Lin thought for a moment, and a flash of light flashed in his mind, "Chaos can repair those incomplete powers, and it is also a kind of creation."

Next door, Qianying, who was immersed in cultivation, suddenly opened her eyes. Her two weapons, Baifang and Black Yao, were racing against each other and spinning at such a high speed that they could not be distinguished by the naked eye, forming a pattern of a yin and yang fish.

"It's strange that today's practice has yielded more gains than usual in a month." Qianying murmured, in her personal perception, the world seemed to be a little more "clear".

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The door of the room was opened suddenly, and Ye Lin, who had slowly recovered, closed his eyes and pretended to be dead in an instant, very skillfully, in the real sense of playing dead.

Everyone didn't know that his consciousness had returned, and they thought he was still wandering in the underworld.

The person who peeped at the door was the little witch Yimiwu. Seeing that there was no one in the room except Yelin, who was still lying dead, she entered the room lightly, and went straight to the bed, and lifted the quilt on him.

Could it be that the little witch was using her secretly, Yelin held back the surprise in her heart, controlled the expression on her face, and waited for Yimi Wu's next move.

I never expected that the black-bellied and eccentric Yimi Wu, the little witch who likes to smile evilly, is actually a little dirty girl at heart.

When the slippery little witch slips into bed by herself, give her a big surprise!

Yimi Wu directly lifted a corner of the quilt on him, and instead of getting in, he muttered: "Strange, where is my sewing needle? I remember I put it here after I finished making dolls with everyone. Why can't I find it?" arrive."

Needles are also useful. She has been using that needle for a long time, and she was very reluctant, but she forgot it when it was used up.

There is a needle in the bed?
Yelin, who was pretending to be dead, had a series of questions in his mind, why there is such a thing.

And the little witch had no intention of taking care of him at all. She searched carefully on the bed, throwing up all kinds of quilts on the way, and all the heat from the quilt that was finally saved was gone.

"found it."

Yimi Wu was happy, and picked up a gleaming sewing needle from the bed. The needle tip was icy cold, and the unique coldness and tingling sensation of metal, although it didn't poke the body, still made Yelin scratch his head. black line.

Fortunately, the little witch still had the last shred of conscience. Before she left, she covered him with a quilt and bounced away.

About 10 minutes after Yimi Wu left, the next person to push the door was Mo Mei. Seeing that he was still alive, she tucked in the quilt and went out.

After lying still for about half an hour, Ye Lin completely regained control of his body, his mind and body were united, and his understanding of the world became clearer.

The eldest lady and the others are basically practicing. Mo Mei just finished a period of meditation, and when Ye Lin was staring at the ceiling in a daze, ready to come back to life, the owner of the room came back.

Azera brought a basin of hot water and a towel, first poured a little unknown liquid into the water, mixed it, and gently wiped the strange colorful patterns on his face.

When she just woke up, she saw Yelin sleeping next to her, and she didn't recover for a long time, mistakenly thinking that she was still dreaming.

The graffiti pen used by the little witch is anti-fading, and only special solvents can slowly wash it off. Yelin is lying dead in the first seven days of the horse. Wipe off the bright colors.

In fact, in the past few days, I have confirmed that Yelin can still respond normally, but the reason why no one secretly uses it is because when he sees Yelin's colorful face, he immediately loses interest and just wants to laugh.

He was already lying straight like a corpse, unable to move, but now his face is disfigured, why should he be used under the pillow, why not grind tofu.

"I fell into a deep sleep for about half a month. Because of the magic of the Tower of Despair, I didn't have any problem eating or drinking. After waking up, I unexpectedly lost a full two catties."

With no one around, Ezra gently wiped his body, chatting about some trivial things to herself, weight loss, the top priority that most girls talk about.

Including Hiate, Momei, and even Xiaosu, Yimiwu... from big to young, Royal Sister Lolita, no matter if she is really fat or fake, they all clamor to lose weight.

Especially rich woman Sai, who has been shouting the slogan of losing weight for several years, but her body is becoming more and more round and plump.

It doesn't matter if Sophie and Mai Lu don't shout, anyway, the fat and meat will grow where they should grow.

Ezra put down the towel, played with his limbs with a pair of warm and comfortable hands, moved around, and supported his "corpse" to do a few sit-ups.

She heard that Yelin is "dead" now, no different from a vegetable, so she worried whether his muscles and bones would quickly lose their vitality and become rigid because of his soulless.

Doing some physical exercise will help keep your body healthy.

The weight of a big man is still quite heavy, and Captain Azera is gentle and delicate, and it is exhausting to speak alone.

Just when Ezra sat down and was about to rest for a while, her eyes froze suddenly, and then she quickly covered him with the quilt, her pretty face flushed.

Unexpectedly, his body had partially stiffened!

　Thanks to the boss "20221130062421460" for the 100-point reward.

　　A 100-point reward for "Good memories".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)