Chapter 233 Fever

After Jiang Yu figured out what was going on, she was no longer in the mood to rest.

She secretly circulated her spiritual power, wanting to speed up and circle around here again.

But he found that the spiritual energy in his body was like a pool of stagnant water, with no response.

By now, Jiang Yu's face was as dark as ink.

Han Birong, you are so good!
Jiang Yu muttered something harshly in her heart.

In order to kill me, they really went to great lengths to find all the nightmare beasts!

However, she remembered that when she was in the world of cultivation, there were only rumors about nightmare beasts, and no one had ever seen the true appearance of nightmare beasts.

Because it can transform into nightmares, no one can find it as long as it wants to hide itself!

But Han Birong has such ability.

Not only did she find the nightmare beast, but she also dragged her soul from another world into this desert dilemma.

Jiang Yu's eyes were filled with a bone-chilling chill.

Don't let her have another chance to see Han Birong, otherwise she will kill her with one sword!
These thoughts can only be suppressed in Jiang Yu's heart.

Because of the desert predicament in front of her, she really couldn't find any way out.

And Han Birong, who was being talked about in her heart, felt uncomfortable at this time.

In the world of cultivation, somewhere in a mountainside cave shrouded in black mist.

Han Birong's pretty little face was covered with curved and spreading black lines, which made her look very penetrating.

Her exquisite body was thrown to the ground like a rag doll without any covering.

And her fair and smooth skin was covered with bruises and purple spots that had been ravaged and played with.

In the sky in front of her, there was a round, transparent sphere like a luminous bead floating in the sky.

The picture that emerged on the sphere was exactly the desert dilemma Jiang Yu was in.

Han Birong stared at Jiang Yu in the screen with hatred on her face, gritted her teeth and said, "Do it quickly! Kill her!"

Sitting on a stone chair not far from her was a mysterious man wearing a black robe.

The man was leaning against the backrest, sitting crookedly and without any posture at all.

And his exposed eyes were cold and gloomy.

Occasionally when his eyes fell on the ball, his dangerous eyes would turn into golden vertical pupils.

Han Birong did not see this scene.

Even if she saw it, she wouldn't say anything.

She is now full of eyes, and she just wants the man in front of her who has defiled her body to kill Jiang Yu!
As long as Jiang Yu dies, she will kill the man in front of her too!
She would never allow such a stain to be left around her!
When the master comes back, she will turn back into the innocent young apprentice she once was.

When the man heard Han Birong's hateful roar, he sneered coldly and asked in a stern voice: "Are you teaching me how to do something?"

"What do you mean? Didn't we agree that as long as I agree to your conditions, you will help me kill her?"

Han Birong yelled hysterically when she heard the man's cold and indifferent words.

"Shut up!"

The man in black robe scolded him coldly.

"It's not your turn to tell me how to do things!"

The man in black robe had exhausted his patience and didn't want to hear her endless yelling anymore, so he raised his hand and sealed her mouth.

Then, he shifted his gaze with great interest, and his eyes fell on Jiang Yu who appeared on the ball.

With just one glance, the energy and blood in his body began to surge, and his desire was unstoppable.

What a stunning beauty!
The man in black robe stretched out his forked tongue and licked his scarlet lips, his eyes filled with evil light.

Jiang Yu, who was still looking for a way out of the desert predicament, suddenly felt a sense of danger of being watched by someone.

She turned her head and glanced around behind her, but didn't see any shadow.

But the unignorable feeling of being peeped in Jiang Yu's heart became increasingly clear. Thinking of Han Birong's look of wanting to kill her, she must be the one spying on her!
Suppressing the disgust in her heart, Jiang Yu continued to wander around the desert.

In her room, Jiang Zhaole and Jiang Zanru were going crazy.

Because Jiang Yu just took a nap, she felt as if she was in a nightmare and couldn't wake up.

Jiang Zanru asked the program team to turn off the camera in Jiang Yu's room.

He Jin also knew the seriousness of the problem. If something happened to Jiang Yu on the show, his variety show would really not be able to continue.

Therefore, Jiang Zanru would listen to whatever he asked.

"Uncle, what's wrong with mom? Why isn't she awake yet?"

No matter how mature Jiang Zhaole is, he is still just over three years old.

His life experience is incomparable to Jiang Zanru's.

At this time, he was like a rootless duckweed, panicking and grabbing onto Jiang Zanru, the piece of wood, and refusing to let go.

Jiang Zanru's thick and warm hands held Jiang Zhaole's small hand, and his voice was calm and soothing: "Lele, don't worry, your mother will definitely be fine. If we call her a few more words, maybe she will wake up!"

That being said, Jiang Zanru was really unsure.

This was also the first time he had seen such a situation, lying in bed without any illness or pain but unable to wake up.

Jiang Zhaole was warmed by the heat coming from Jiang Zanru's hand, and his panic-stricken heart felt a little more at ease.

He is smart, but he has not experienced what Jiang Yu has experienced in the world of cultivation, and he does not know the existence of nightmare beasts.

In Jiang Zhaole's heart, as long as he transfers his spiritual power to his mother, he can help her.

Therefore, one of his hands was held by Jiang Zanru, and the other hand held Jiang Yu's cold hand.

When Jiang Zanru wasn't paying attention, he kept sending the spiritual power accumulated in his body into Jiang Yu's body.

Less than half an hour later, all the spiritual power accumulated in Jiang Zhaole's body was given to Jiang Yu.

And his delicate and pretty little face had an unnatural blush.

The originally moist and pouty mouth was now pale and chapped.

It was as if someone had sucked the energy out of him in an instant.

Jiang Zanru's mind was on Jiang Yu and he didn't notice the change on Jiang Zhaole's face.

He called Jiang Yu several times in a low voice, but Jiang Yu on the bed was like a vegetative state, without any response.

If it weren't for the slight breath floating in her nostrils, Jiang Zanru would have thought she died silently.

Jiang Zanru's heart ached at the thought of this possibility.

His sister hasn't returned to the Jiang family yet, she can't just disappear like this!

Suddenly, a picture flashed in his mind.

"Lele, does your mother know anyone who knows her skills?"

Jiang Zanru looked down at Jiang Zhaole and asked excitedly.

Just when he finished speaking, he saw something was wrong with Jiang Zhaole's little face.

He raised his hand and touched Jiang Zhaole's forehead, which was covered with fine beads of sweat. Hiss~ it was so hot!

"Lele, you have a fever!"

Jiang Zhaole turned a deaf ear, stretched out his tongue, licked his dry lips, and whispered back: "Uncle, I'm fine."

"What did you ask me just now? I didn't hear you clearly."

The excitement on Jiang Zanru's face disappeared instantly and turned into a look of distress. He straightened Jiang Zhaole's face so that he looked directly at him.

"Lele, you are sick. You need to see a doctor, do you understand?"

"I don't want to go! I want to stay with my mother, I want to guard my mother!"

Even though Jiang Zhaole was facing Jiang Zanru, his dark eyes were still looking aimlessly at Jiang Yu on the bed.

In his eyes and heart, he only has his mother.


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