Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

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Yang Zimei deceived the family and said that Yuqing was staying at the Lotte Hotel. She wanted to spend more time with the master and would not stay home at night.

The family knew the feelings of their two apprentices and didn't say much. I just hope she can go home for a meal once in a while, and don't forget to study.

Yang Zi nodded and promised to go to school on time every day, lying with the comatose dragon day by day.

Dragon must spit a thick liquid like black ink every day, but every time he spit, the black gold on his face is slightly lightened. It seems that it is a detox function.

She suddenly remembered her little iron tower that could **** all the evil spirits, and there was a flash of light in her mind. I wonder if it can take drugs?

Thinking of it, she eagerly tried to put the little iron tower in the palm of his hand—

The iron tower suddenly shook like a stimulus.

Dragon started to spit the black venom every day, much more than usual.

Yang Zimei's fingers were on his pulse, and he was always watching the breath of his life. If there was something wrong, he immediately removed the small iron tower.

Fortunately, the breath of life is not messy!

Fang vomited black blood, Fang stopped.

The strange layer of black and gold on Dragon's face faded into pale.

Yang Zimei pulled the little iron tower out--

I don't know why, at this moment, the induction between her and it seems to be closer. She can even feel that it is throbbing excitedly, as if receiving some kind of stimulation.

Is it because it can breathe the breath of that venom?

"Well--"

The dragon on the bed slightly escaped a syllable every day.

Yang Zimei's heart tightened, and he hurriedly lowered the small iron tower and reached out to hold his hand.

Long slowly opened his eyes day by day, staring blankly for a while, his eyes fell on her face, and suddenly, a pale-looking smile bloomed on the pale face, "brow--"

"Day by day!"

Yang Zimei rejoiced, "Do you remember me?"

Long Zhuan drew some dry lips every day, "brow, who am I ...?"

Yang Zimei was a bit blind. He remembered himself, but forgot himself?

"You're a dragon by day, don't you remember?"

Yang Zimei reached out to help him sit up and blinked, and Black pupil looked at him and asked.

The dragon shook his head day by day.

"Then do you remember me?"

"Well, eyebrows—" Long Zhutian's narrow and narrow Fengmiao squinted slightly, rippling a smile, but less the deep and sternness of the past, more pure and simple, smiling like a child, "I naturally Remember you, I said I'd come back to find you. "

"Then do you remember where you went?"

Long thought for a while, shaking his head, "I just remember to come back to you!"

Yang Zimei's heart was sore and painful.

He forgot the world, but he did not forget to come back and find himself!

She opened her arms and stretched her hands around his shoulders. Tears couldn't help restraining his neck: "Just come back, I've been waiting for you!"

Long encircled her every day!

Although the arms are not as hot as in the past, they are extremely reassuring.