Very lonely

"Zi'er, you finally woke up. You are really scaring me to death. From now on, you must never sleep for such a long time, you understand?"

Seeing Zi Meng's eyes opened, Di Yuanmo held Zi Meng's hand tightly and put it to his lips in distress.

He was really afraid that Zimeng would not be able to wake up, and he was also worried that there would be something different after Zimeng woke up.

However, when he saw Zi Meng's clear eyes, the stone in Di Yuanmo's heart was finally let go.

Zi Meng looked at Di Yuanmo in a daze, and shook her head to see clearly.

"Yuan..." Zi Meng wanted to apologize to Di Yuanmo, but the hoarse voice scared Zi Meng herself. Di Yuanmo hurriedly poured a glass of water, helped Zi Meng up, and fed Zi Meng the tea. .

"What's wrong with me?" Zimeng turned her head, looking at Di Yuanmo behind her who was caressing her.

"When Mengxi beat you, it injected demon energy into your body. I couldn't suck it out, so you passed out."

Di Yuanmo hugged Zimeng apologetically, and Zimeng blinked, as if she hadn't reacted.

Demonic?

Could it be that the black mist in her consciousness space is the magic energy?
But, shouldn't it?
Why are those demonic energy in her conscious space?Shouldn't it be in her body or meridians?
"Zi'er, what's wrong with you now?" Di Yuanmo looked at Zi Meng and spoke softly. Zi Meng shook her head, closed her eyes, and snuggled into Di Yuanmo's arms.

"Yuan, I saw a person exactly like me in the space of consciousness, but on her forehead there was a magic pattern on her face that was the same as your face before. I asked who she was, and she said, she was me. I am so familiar with the way she looks at me, but I can't remember where I saw her."

Zimeng looked forward with some headaches, and couldn't figure it out no matter how much she thought, she didn't know if Di Yuanmo could understand what she said.

I hope it can, so that she doesn't have to rack her brains to think about it.

"It will be fine, I will always be by your side." Di Yuanmo hugged Zimeng tightly, and Zimeng nodded.

With Di Yuanmo accompanying her, she naturally knew that nothing would happen to her, but she cared about the person in her consciousness very much.

She must be very lonely there by herself, right?

"By the way, how's the game going?" Zimeng suddenly remembered, she didn't know how long she had slept, and she didn't know how the game was going outside.

"The competition ended two days ago. I informed Ling Siyun that she hosted it very well. Don't worry, they are waiting for you outside." Di Yuanmo got up and helped Zimeng sit up.

Zimeng's complexion was not very good, and her footsteps were a little soft. Di Yuanmo gently picked Zimeng up and walked out.

When Ling Siyun and the others heard the sound of the door opening, they hurriedly got up and looked over.

They knew that Zimeng was injured, but they didn't expect Zimeng's face to be so ugly.

"Master, are you alright?" Ling Siyun and the others looked at Zimeng worriedly.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. How was the result of the competition?" Di Yuanmo put Zi Meng on the soft chair, and Zi Meng looked at Ling Siyun and the others with a smile.

"It's okay, everything has been dealt with. Anyway, we already knew the result, but I really didn't expect that the disciples of the Liuli Sect have improved so fast during this period of time!"

Ling Siyun looked at Zimeng excitedly, Zimeng also breathed a sigh of relief, this is good, this way, even if she goes out, the Liuli faction has the ability to protect itself.

(End of this chapter)

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