He Has a Sickness that Needs to be Cured

Song Zhou let go, Xi Ning immediately got up and shrank to the corner, still in shock. +++All Tanmei Novels: www.ltnovel.com

Not only because Song Zhou pinched his ears, this man sneaked into his room in the middle of the night, and also used silence techniques on him. Xi Ning thought of several possible purposes of Song Zhou in a short time, and in short, they were all plotting wrongdoings.

As soon as he broke free of Song Zhou, his heartbeat gradually calmed down, his hands hidden behind his back quietly gathered magic power, his eyes were alert.

Song Zhou saw his small movements in his eyes, knowing that he was frightened, and said softly: "I said I won't hurt you, don't be afraid."

He set up spells in the whole room, not afraid that Xi Ning made a noise, and after dispelling the mute spell, he stretched out his hand to pull Xi Ning over.

Xi Ning didn't learn much attack magic. The magic in his hand was condensed into a knife and took the opportunity to stab Song Zhou, but in Song Zhou's eyes it was like a child's play. He made a simple gesture, and Xi Ning's magic was empty, the knife Also disappeared.

Realizing the disparity in strength between herself and Song Zhou, Xi Ning retracted back and said in a panic: "You..."

He found that the forbidden word technique had been solved, so he calmed down a bit, and asked, "Who are you anyway?"

Song Zhou patiently said, "If you get closer, I'll tell you."

He has always been very confident in his judgment. Xi Ning hooked his hand with his tail that time, and he was shy as soon as he stumbled. Isn't this the appearance of the beginning of love? But in this situation, even if Xi Ning liked him, it was normal to feel scared.

"Let's talk, I can hear it." Xi Ning didn't go over, clutching the quilt, "You are so good, why do you want to be an attendant here?"

Song Zhou took a dove-egg-sized night pearl from the storage ring and placed it on hand. The soft light illuminates the bed without showing the attention outside the house. He licked his lips when he met Xi Ning’s gaze: "Because I'm here to help you."

Xi Ning's face was clearly unbelievable, Song Zhou raised his eyebrows: "You really don't know? Your magical attributes and talents are good, but it's a pity that you were abolished by education."

"What do you mean?" Xi Ning was stunned for a moment, and said blankly: "The tutor responsible for teaching me is the best in the city..."

Song Zhou's eyes were unclear. He was worried that Xi Ning would not be able to accept it, but sooner or later he would have to know the truth: "It's not bad. Spells, but I guess..."

He looked at Xi Ning's face, and wanted to talk about it the other day, but Xi Ning asked, "What's the estimate?"

Song Zhou was silent for a moment, and said, "I guess this is your father.

Instructed by the dear. "

Xi Ning denied right now: "Impossible, you are talking nonsense..."

Song Zhou didn't refute, he didn't come to provoke the relationship between Xi Ning and Evan. He waited for Xi Ning to calm down, and said, "Is it nonsense, you will know after a try? I am also a Thunder Magician. , Your mentor will do what I will, he will not, and I will too."

Xi Ning slowly raised his eyes to look at him: "Really?"

Regardless of other things, if Song Zhou wants to do anything, he doesn't need to talk nonsense with him here, if he really intends to teach himself... Xi Ning's heart is a little shaken.

"of course."

Without blinking, Song Zhou quietly took a thunder spell and smashed it into pieces, and opened his hand to Xi Ning to see, a group of purple spheres suspended in his palm.

Xi Ning's mentor was not from the lightning system, but many basic spells were universal. With his current ability, he could not learn the special lightning system spells.

He hasn't come into contact with other lightning magicians, let alone seeing such a large group of lightning magic powers.

Xi Ning stared at Song Zhou's hands without turning his eyes, and heard Song Zhourou say: "Come here a little bit, and I'll show you other spells."

He was like bewitching, Xi Ning didn't hesitate for long, and boldly moved over a little bit, Song Zhou put away the purple ball on his hand again.

Song Zhou said with a serious face: "Want to learn? I will teach you all. You don't need to call me a teacher, and there is no tuition."

Xi Ning was very excited, but what about Song Zhou? He wanted to say something but stopped, Song Zhou saw what he wanted to say, bending over and lowering his voice: "Really not, you just have to..."

He paused for a while before continuing: "Give me a touch of your tail."

Song Zhou was a little closer, Xi Ning was listening carefully with his ears pricked up. Hearing that the tip of his ears tremble, he hugged his tail and backed away like a reflex: "No, no..."

After he finished speaking, he immediately regretted it. If Song Zhou really only has this condition and can teach himself magic, then it is not impossible to let him touch his tail...

Xi Ning wrote everything on his face, Song Zhou's lips enlarged his smile and deliberately said, "Really not? That's fine..."

He got up to leave, Xi Ning quickly grabbed his cuff: "Wait!"

Unsurprisingly, Song Zhou turned his head back, holding his hands on the edge of the bed and bending down: "Have you changed your mind?"

Xi Ning clenched the tip of his tail, and hesitated for a while before saying: "You have to teach me first, make sure you haven't lied, then I will give it to you..."

Song Zhou took the half sentence he didn't finish: "Touch the tail?"

Xi Ning nodded with a sullen face, guarding his tail as if he was afraid that Song Zhou would take advantage of him. Song Zhou was itchy and wanted to hold him in his arms.

Knead it well, fearing to scare him again.

He patiently said: "Okay, the young master will transfer me back tomorrow?"

Xi Ning nodded silently, Song Zhou remembered another thing: "By the way, the young master's illness..."

Before he could finish his words, Xi Ning felt itchy in his throat and coughed.

Song Zhou frowned, went to the table and poured a glass of water to heat it up. He returned to the bed and handed it to Xi Ning, while gently patting Xi Ning's back.

Xi Ning waved his hand and pushed aside the tea cup, pinched his throat and coughed hard, spit out a pale pink rose bud.

As soon as Hua spit it out, Xi Ning felt much better immediately, and took the cup in Song Zhou's hand and whispered "Thank you".

Song Zhou picked up the flower and looked at it for a few moments, and put it in his pocket. After Xi Ning finished drinking the water, he took the cup, and quickly erased the water marks on his lips with his fingertips: "It's not early, Master, take a good rest. I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Xi Ning covered his mouth and wanted him not to push himself. Then he had to see if Song Zhou could really teach him. It's better not to confront him now.

He ignored the strangeness that came from his lips just now, and said happily, "Okay."

Song Zhou put the tea cup and left the house silently, Xi Ning turned over, recalling every conversation with Song Zhou tonight.

He even guessed at first that he would suffer from a disease like vomiting flowers, did Song Zhou do it? It seems that his body was not right after seeing Song Zhou, and seeing Song Zhou's words and deeds just now did not seem to be the same.

And what Song Zhou said about Evan and his own magic... Xi Ning was reluctant to admit it, and he already had doubts in his heart.

And he didn't hate Song Zhou. Although he would react strangely when he reached the opponent, Xi Ning couldn't manage too much now.

His mind was so confused that he didn't fall asleep until late at night, and got up much later than usual the next day.

Xi Ning washed and dressed, and yawned to let Lien transfer Song Zhou in to serve him. Lien was puzzled. Seeing that Xi Ning's spirit was not very good, he didn't ask much.

When Song Zhou entered the room, Xi Ning leaned on the back of the chair and fell asleep. He opened his eyes when he heard the movement, and sat up straight: "You are here... when shall we start?"

"Master didn't sleep well last night?" Song Zhou blamed himself slightly, and said softly, "Go to sleep for a while?"

Xi Ning shook his head: "No need."

Song Zhou went and took a small blanket and put it on Xi Ning's lap carefully.

Xi Ning was a little uncomfortable. Song Zhou's identity must be unusual. There is no third person in the house now, and he still serves himself so naturally...

As soon as he was nervous, his tail became uncontrollable, swaying to the front and gently entangled Song Zhou's wrist like last time, like a circle of furry ornaments.

Song Zhou stopped, Xi Ning lowered his head and stretched out his hand, slowly pulling his tail back.

He coughed slightly and said in a flat tone: "Sorry, I can't help it."

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