Chapter 353 First World Chang'an ([-])

Could it be that the wine is getting stronger?
The more I think about it, the more chaotic my mind becomes, no, I really can't hold it anymore, I really want to sleep...

Thinking about it this way, the people in this circle unexpectedly fell asleep at the same time. When they fell down, the knocked wine jug fell to the ground, and the sound of the wine jug breaking did not wake anyone up.

This... eerie tranquility...

The man was leaning against the railing, his eyes were full of sarcasm, he slightly brought up a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at these overwhelmed human beings.

Then, he raised his hand slightly, and a red light appeared in the middle of the palm.

Immediately afterwards, a faint golden cloud of mist floated out from the sleeping people.

That was... the essence of their soul bodies, and it was also the thing that could best heal his injuries.

When he was satisfied, the man turned around slowly and entered the room as if nothing had happened.

And the people downstairs who were lying on their stomachs began to wake up faintly, the clarity in their eyes was replaced by chaos at this moment, they looked at each other in confusion, some were giggling, some were crying, and some were incomprehensible.

Undoubtedly, these people have... lost their minds.

But at this moment, the lips of the man in the room were no longer as pale as when he came here, and he lightly tapped a soundproof ring with his fingertips, and the noise outside was isolated from this place.

He looked at the man on the bed sadly, and frowned slightly. He seemed to be getting more and more ill.

The lips are dry and chapped, faintly oozing blood, and the forehead is densely covered with thin sweat... The human body is really weak and vulnerable!
Although he was so contemptuous, there was always a feeling of dislike in his heart. He didn't like the sickness of the man on the bed at all.

In comparison, he wants to see him alive and kicking in front of him.

Thinking about it, he carefully sat down on the edge of the bed, and pressed the back of his cold hand against the man's smooth forehead, and the cold sweat evaporated all the temperature from his forehead.The temperature turned out to be a bit cooler than his hands!

"Hey, you..." He hesitated to speak, pursing his lips tightly.

"Cold..." Mu Yu's hoarse voice struggled to squeeze out the word.

He couldn't hear anything, he couldn't see anything, he just felt like his head was about to split open, he... was he going to die?
What to do, I don't want to die at all...

And at this moment, it seemed that someone approached him all of a sudden, and then surrounded him tightly.It was a hard embrace, it could be said that it was not warm at all, but it calmed his restless heart all of a sudden.

I really like this feeling, my head...it doesn't seem to hurt so much anymore.

But Mu Yu didn't know that the man who was hugging her tightly was constantly sending her the essence she had just sucked.

"You are lucky today. If you didn't meet such a group of fools, you will probably become one of them when you wake up tomorrow morning."

As he spoke, the man's face gradually turned pale.The lip color that had just recovered a little also began to fade slowly.

He also didn't know when he became so generous, able to give so much essence to a person he had never met before.

As he thought about it, he began to feel a little drowsy.

Forget it, forget it, take a good... sleep.

So, in the middle of the night, when Nifeng came back, he saw such a scene.

The moonlight outside the window quietly reflected on the faces of the two Bi people. Their porcelain-white skin was even fairer under the moonlight, and their black silk like ink was entangled with each other, and their eyebrows and eyes complemented each other.

If the gender of the two is ignored, then it should be a match made in heaven!
(End of this chapter)

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