Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 1382 If you do not leave, I will not abandon (3)

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I saw Xuehu's small body curled up on the bed, his whole body frizzed, trembling constantly, and even let out a painful hum.

"Snow Lake—"

Yang Zimei rushed over and hugged it up.

Xuehu's whole body was terribly cold at this time, holding him was like holding a piece of ice in his arms, and Yang Zimei's teeth couldn't help but fight up and down.

Pressing her palms against his body, she kept pouring her heat into him.

However, to no avail.

Its body seemed to be unable to accept any heat, except for the cold, it was still cold. Its whole body turned icy blue as if it had been frozen, and ice was hanging on its eyelashes.

"Snow Lake, Snow Lake—"

Yang Zimei was so flustered that she was at a loss, she took out all the ginseng and snow lotus flowers left in her storage ring, and wanted to feed him, to see if it could increase his calories a little.

"Girl, I don't need to eat."

Xuehu talked to her weakly in heart language, "Don't worry, it's okay, just hold on, it will pass soon."

Yang Zimei burst into tears, "Xuehu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you must make it through, I can't let you die, I can't let you leave me, woo..."

"I can't die."

Xuehu said with her heart, "Girl, I'm a little tired now, so I can't say more. Don't worry, you'll get over it soon. I'll sleep for a while, don't wake me up."

"Ok."

Yang Zimei didn't dare to ask him any more, she could only hold him in her arms, hoping to make him feel a little warm.

If it wasn't for saving Long Zhutian, he wouldn't be like this.

Even though she didn't know the current situation, she vaguely guessed that Xuehu's return to the fox's original form must not have been intentional, it must have been caused by excessive consumption of vitality and insufficient skill.

It is also possible that the sorcery in Long Zhutian's body was transferred to Xuehu's body?
Yang Zimei brushed the long hair off Xuehu's body to look at its abdomen.

There is no black mark like Long Zhutian, so he is slightly relieved.

From time to time, she stretched out her hand to test its breath, and found that there was still breath, and her heart was slightly at ease.

"Sister, how did Xuehu become like this?"

Xiaoqian asked in a low voice.

Yang Zimei told him what happened just now.

"Is there a black mark on the heart?"

Xiao Qian frowned, "Then I'll go and have a look."

"Xiaoqian, do you remember something?"

There was hope in Yang Zimei's eyes, "Do you understand that sorcery?"

"Let me consider."

Xiaoqian strode towards Long Zhutian's room.

Yang Zimei walked over to Xuehu with her arms in her arms.

Before Xuehu woke up, she couldn't let him stay alone, lest there be no one to take care of him if something went wrong.

When he came to the room, he found that Long Zhutian was already sitting by the bed, the black shirt on his body was open, and his chest, which was originally a strong wheat color, was faintly black.

Only now did Yang Zimei realize that the circles of black halos were a bit like a blooming rose, on his chest, it looked particularly evil and mysterious.

Long Zhutian's blue-black pupils quietly looked at Yang Zimei who walked in with Xuehu in his arms, and there seemed to be thousands of emotions to express in his pupils.

"Zixian, are you awake?"

Yang Zimei walked over and asked nervously, "How do you feel now?"

"I can't sleep without you by my side."

As Long Zhutian said, he stretched out his healthy hand and directly pulled her into his arms.

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(End of this chapter)