Chapter 169 The sickly proton turned black 77
Although Jiang Ziyuan's blackening value was one hundred points at the beginning, it has not grown much in the past few years.

"Xiao Tong, is the blackening value alarm not broken?"

"It's outrageous, but...no." The system could understand why Wen Yao asked this.

Whose serious blackout alarm sounds every second?

Wen Piao Lai Lai Yao: Well, it seems... the fragment is broken.

The blackening value alarm has been ringing non-stop since the beginning. Those who didn't know better thought it was a countdown.

Even though Jiang Ziyuan had confirmed that she was still breathing, the siren did not stop.

Wen Yao watched helplessly as he held the motionless "body" and walked down the mountain step by step.

"How crazy can Harm... fragments be? The host's body falls into this vegetative state because the body is too weak to bear your soul..."

"When the Immortal Lord's magic repairs the original owner's body enough to accommodate the host's soul, he can go back... That Immortal Lord is so powerful, the host won't be able to wake up for several years, right?"

The system has seen several blackened fragments and realized a truth——

The fragments of the Immortal are all blackened in a very principled way: no matter how high the blackening value is, they will not do anything that will really harm the host.

Then there is nothing to be afraid of.

Maybe the host will wake up in a few days.



Jiang Ziyuan took her back to Tianji Island.

This time Wen Yao was floating in the air and could see very clearly.

The young man was extremely familiar with the terrain of Tianji Island.

Wen Yao:......

Sure enough, he had already cracked the island's Qimen Dunjia technique!

That's not even leaving Tianji Island with her... Bad Zaizai!

The rabbit demon angrily passed through Jiang Ziyuan's body, and then passed back through without letting go of his anger.

She was always angry all the way.

Until the young man put "her" on the bed and took a very beautiful hairpin for "her" to wear. "This hairpin is dyed with the fragrance of twilight osmanthus. I originally planned to give it to my sister as a hairpin gift, but if you don't wake up soon, the fragrance will dissipate."

Dusk Osmanthus!
Wen Yao, who was in soul form, exclaimed.

When she left the island, the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers had not yet bloomed.

So... Jiang Ziyuan didn't leave the island with her because he wanted to make this hairpin?
Wen Yao: I can't get angry at all, and I want to go back to my body and give Zaizai a hug.



The little unified language becomes a prophecy.

Wen Yao's coma lasted much longer than she and the system expected.

The shard stayed with her during this period.

This body was taken care of very carefully by the young man.

A little too detailed, to be precise.

Jiang Ziyuan would feed "Wen Yao" finely ground chestnut pulp at three regular meals.

He would comb her hair, even... change her clothes and scrub her!
The system's reaction was very strong: "Ah ah ah, host, look at him! He's a bastard! He's a bastard!"

Wen Yao also felt that it was a bit inappropriate for the young man to do this.

She wasn't even married to Zai Zai in this world... but Zai Zai saw her body.

But soon she stopped worrying.

Because Jiang Ziyuan's eyes were really empty.

Even when he was changing her clothes, there was nothing charming in the boy's eyes.

Like a lifeless marionette.

"Sister, Beili said your body is recovering slowly. How slowly does it mean? Can you tell me when you wake up?"

"It's the tenth day. I originally wanted to watch Kyushu have their own agendas and fight with each other, and then wait for them to become chaotic themselves-"

(End of this chapter)

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