The hot devil's taming concubine: the supreme magician

At this time, Ling Yi was a little dazed, she opened her eyes slightly, and what she saw was a man wearing a butterfly mask.

It was actually Xia Wushui, the legendary Jade Conch Sacred Venerable.

Although his eyes were covered by the mask, judging from the rest of the outline, this man must be extremely handsome.

"Zhang Feng, come and show her."

In a daze, Ling Yi heard the man speak, the deep voice was very pleasant, and the voice was quite familiar.

"Yes, my lord." Zhang Feng immediately stepped forward, squatted in front of him, and put his hand on Ling Yi's pulse.

After a while, he raised his eyes and replied, "My lord, this is a symptom of a cold, and she also has some fever."

"Get some medicine."

"yes……"

Ling's eyelids gradually became heavy, and the voices of the conversation between the two became more and more distant, and finally, they fell into darkness.

In the haze, Ling felt groggy, as if she had entered a dream.

"Baby..." Ling Yi called out.

At this time, Ben had a pair of slender and powerful hands wiping her sweat, and when he heard her call, his hands stopped in place.

Ling Yi stretched out his hand to hold the hand that wiped the sweat on her face, shook his head and said, "Baby, I miss you so much..."

The strength in those hands suddenly increased, making Ling Yi frowned slightly.

After a while, Ling Yi seemed to come out of the dream again and fell into a deep sleep again.

Ling Yi fully woke up two days later, and it happened to be one night when she woke up.

She propped herself up and sat up, looked around, and found that it was a spacious cabin, she lifted the quilt and sat up.

After tidying up her clothes, she pushed open the door. A man wearing a mask was waiting outside the door. Seeing her wake up, he asked, "Are you awake? Have you ever felt uncomfortable?"

Ling Yi stroked his forehead with his hand, nodded to him and said, "Thank you."

Although she had been in a coma for the past two days, she knew that it was the masked man who saved her.

The masked man replied: "You can call me Zhang Feng, it wasn't me who saved you, but our lord."

Ling nodded and said, "Oh, where is your lord? I want to thank you in person."

"Our lord has rested now, I will convey your thanks to our lord."

"Okay, Zhang Feng, where is my brother? Can you take me to see him?"

Although she was drowsy these two days, she knew that Cheng'er didn't come to her side. Now that she is well, she must find Cheng'er immediately so that he won't worry.

Zhang Feng replied: "He's on the deck. That elemental academy student of yours said he was going to have a bonfire party, and he's making a fuss on the deck right now. Your brother should be there too."

Campfire?

After hearing this, Ling Yi raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling that these rich sons and daughters of Changsheng Kingdom really can't stop, after encountering such a big disaster, they can still think of singing and dancing to make peace.

After she sighed slightly, she followed Zhang Feng to the deck.

After arriving on the deck, I saw a group of people sitting around a small fire, and some masked men from the Biluo Holy Land surrounded them to watch the fun.

At this time, a disciple of an aristocratic family twirled the strings in his hand, while Zha Lele raised her slender waist and danced gracefully among the crowd.

It is undeniable that Zha Lele's dance is beautiful, after all, she has been educated by everyone. However, Ling Yi is not in the mood to watch her dance because she doesn't like Zha Lele.

At this moment, Ling Zicheng raised his eyes and saw Ling Yi, and immediately got up and ran over. He grabbed Ling Yi's hand and asked with concern: "Sister, are you okay? I've been worried to death for the past two days, but they didn't Let me see you."