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With a sound of "Puff!", Zhang Lingyuan's struggling and writhing body suddenly paused, followed by a scream, and then it exploded in Wen Buqi's hand like a puff of smoke!

After the body exploded, Nan Wangshu didn't see the bloody scene of blood splattering, stumps, limbs and arms flying randomly in Nan Wangshu's sight, but only a green bead lingering with aura.

Wen Buqi put the bead in his hand, walked up to Nan Wangshu and showed it to her as if offering a treasure: "This is the Bi Cang Lingzhu." But then his expression lost again: "It's just that this bead belongs to Zhang Ling. Yuan's resentment has not subsided, so I can't use it for you yet."

"It's okay," Nan Wangshu only glanced at Bi Cang Lingzhu, then looked away, stretched out his hand to hold Wen Buqi's hand covered with fine cuts, and said distressedly, "Why are there so many injuries?"

"It's okay, I can..."

"I can heal myself" this sentence was not finished, but Wen Buqi suddenly closed his mouth quietly. He looked down at Nan Wangshu's frown frowning because of distress and worry, and an evil thought came to his heart, so the conversation was in vain. Turn around: "I can bear it."

"What kind of patience?!" Nan Wangshu gave him a reproachful look: "I'll give you the medicine when I get back, and I don't know how many such cuts you have on your body, are they all from Po Tulin's illusion? "

"Yeah." Wen Buqi's Adam's apple slid up and down unnaturally: "Yes, I'm too worried about you, so I can't take care of anything."

Once these pitiful and sincere words came out, Nan Wangshu's heart ached to death. She opened her arms and gently hugged Wen Buwei: "Thank you, boss."

The faint and quiet fragrance penetrated into Wen Buqi's nostrils following her initiative to embrace Wen Buqi, making his heart feel hot, and the dragon soul, which was unstable due to forcibly breaking through the illusion of Tulin, gradually began to agitate When he got up, the two fangs in his mouth popped out silently.

"The boss is willing to do this." Wen Buqi forcibly suppressed his trembling voice, hugged Nan Wangshu and leaned his head against her neck, his dry lips brushed the tender skin of her neck intentionally or unintentionally: "Shen Huai and Xue Wuyou should still be trapped, let's go out and rescue them first."

"Okay." Nan Wangshu let go of the smell and never gave up, never noticing his slight ailment: "Go out."

The sky above their heads was already crumbling, and Wen Buqi easily shattered the illusion surrounding them with just a movement of his fingers.

After a blinding white light, the two returned to the mountain forest in Shuangxi Village.

Nan Wangshu looked at the fine sunlight among the dense leaves above his head, feeling as if he was in a trance.

Beside them were Xue Wuyou and Shen Huai who were also in a daze, one was sitting paralyzed, the other was cuddling stupidly with a tree root in their arms.

For a while, Shen Huai looked at the three of them and murmured: "You, are you all still alive? You are not dead!" Then he burst into tears with a "wow", loosened the tree trunk and hugged them one by one Over and over again: "Ah, ah, you are not dead, that's great, you are not dead, you are still alive!"

"You're not dead, are you?" Xue Wuyou's eyes were red, with wet tears still remaining on her face, she pointed at Shen Huai and said, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow ?"

"No one died, no one died." Wen Buqi looked at the two people who were crying and laughing with a headache, thinking that his Nan Wangshu was still good, then turned his head and the corners of his mouth twitched suddenly, following his disgust. Looking over with helpless eyes, I saw Nan Wangshu and Shen Huai hooking their shoulders like brothers and sisters:
"Tell me again how I died in your illusion?"

Shen Huai cried: "It's too miserable to starve to death! Then how did I die in your illusion?"

Nan Wangshu: "Die laughing, there is no you in my fantasy..."

Shen Huai cried even louder: "Ah, ah, Nan Wangshu, Nan Wangshu, I treat you as my good friend in vain, and you don't even give me the right to appear in the illusion!"

Nan Wangshu: "Hey~ It's a good thing not to show up, anyway, if it shows up, I'll die..."

Wen Buqi: ...Report a little bit, the wife has made a fool of herself.

It seems that a long life has passed in the illusion, while the real world is only a mere hour.

When a few people came out of Shuangxi Village and returned to the town, it was noon, and the smell of food was wafting everywhere on the street, but they had just experienced the mind-wrenching illusion, and no one had any appetite to eat at the moment, so they went back to their respective hotels. rest.

Nan Wangshu was always thinking about Wen Buqi's injury, went back to his room, took a shower and changed his clothes, and then went to the pharmacy downstairs to buy medicine by himself.

While waiting for the medicine, a half-century old man wearing a hat who was buying cough medicine suddenly wobbled and fell beside Nan Wangshu, Nan Wangshu quickly reached out to support him: "Master, are you alright? "

"It's all right." The old man stood firmly on Nan Wangshu's arm, and said with a smile while waving his hands: "It's an old problem. If your legs and feet are often weak, you will easily lose your footing. Thank you, little girl."

"It's okay," Nan Wangshu let go, took the medicine handed over by the clerk, smiled politely at the old man, then turned and left.

The old man's shimmering gaze under the brim of his hat kept following her gradually receding back until it disappeared completely, and then he said meaningfully: "I really found you by Wen Buqi."

The sun was scorching hot, and when Nan Wangshu ran into the lobby of the hotel with the medicine in hand, Wang Jingxuan, who was on duty behind the counter, suddenly called out to her: "Hey! Nan Wangshu!"

"Huh?" Nan Wangshu stopped and looked back at him inexplicably, "What's wrong? What's the matter?"

Wang Jingxuan came out from behind the counter with a smile, raised his hand and took a dead leaf from her hair and shook it: "There is something in your hair."

"Oh..." Nan Wangshu smiled unnaturally and stretched out his hand to touch the hair he just touched, saying, "Thank you."

Wang Jingxuan shook his head, pointed to the medicine in her hand and asked, "You are..."

"I bought it for my boyfriend," Nan Wangshu replied, "When we went out to play, he accidentally got hurt."

"It's not serious, is it?"

Nan Wangshu: "It's not serious, it's just a minor injury. I'm going back to my room first. You can continue to work." After speaking, he waved to Wang Jingxuan, turned around and left without looking back.

Wang Jingxuan stared at her back as she turned into the stairs and disappeared for a long time, and then answered in a low voice with the corners of her mouth pulled: "Okay."

Nan Wangshu took the medicine and walked to the door of Wen Buqi's room. Just as he raised his hand before he could knock on the door, the door in front of him suddenly opened from the inside, and then a strong hand stretched out from the room and grabbed her. dragged in.

"Oh!"

Wen Buqi put Nan Wangshu behind the door with a gloomy face and gritted his teeth and asked, "Where did you go just now?"

Nan Wangshu raised the medicine in his hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "I'm going to buy medicine for you."

Wen Buqi grabbed the medicine and threw it on the ground: "Why did that man touch your hair just now?"