Dark Emperor, your wife is abusing scum again

Chapter 641

Hei Ailin also noticed this strange phenomenon, she stretched out her hand tentatively, grabbed it, and caught it!
"what 's wrong?"

Hei Ailin took out the scroll and shook it in front of Jing Hong. If he had to say that he had no problem, the ghost would believe it.

"Probably has something to do with the energy in your body."

"Energy?" Hei Ailin looked at himself up and down, although there are many capable people in this world, but for some reason, suddenly no capable people were born 20 years ago.

So much so that her parents are so powerful, but she is a "trash".

But now this special feeling seems to have energy flowing.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously stretched out her hand and grabbed her hair to have a look, luckily it wasn't silver-gray.

"Your physique is very special, and I can't explain it at the moment."

Jing Hong was vague, and Hei Ailin felt that he must have concealed something, but he knew that he would not be able to ask much, so he simply kept it in his heart.

"What are you going to do now?"

Hei Ailin twirled the scroll in her hand, subconsciously glanced up, compared to staying here, she was more like going out and lying on the bed for a good sleep.

"Wait."

"Huh? Is there any miracle?" Hei Ailin hastily circled around again, but there is nothing in the space of about four square meters here?
"Wait for someone to pick us up."

"Ah?" Hei Ailin looked at Jing Hong still with that very indifferent expression, and felt that he must have heard it wrong.

No matter how I look at it, I feel that this man should be very reliable. Shouldn't everything be arranged before twisting the mechanism?
What's the situation now?
Jing Hong didn't say anything, but sat against the wall, closed his eyes and meditated, as if the sky had fallen and it didn't matter to me.

Hei Ailin took a deep breath slowly, and then sat opposite Jing Hong.

At this time, she really didn't even bother to complain.

After a while, Hei Ailin felt that the atmosphere was not right, and there was a slight trembling sound from the opposite side, as if he was holding back something.

Hei Ailin subconsciously leaned over to Jing Hong, and called softly: "Are you asleep?"

There was no movement over there. Although Hei Ailin's light stick was inserted between the two of them, Jing Hong lowered his head, so he couldn't see his face clearly, and couldn't judge whether he was asleep at the moment.

After a while, when Hei Ailin was about to lean over, there was a slight voice from over there.

"fine."

If Jing Hong didn't speak, Hei Ailin might still think that he's fine. It's no wonder that his voice is fine as a gossamer!
If something happened to him, she wouldn't be able to get away with it, even Jing Hong's little bodyguard could hunt her down to the ends of the earth.

Hei Ailin didn't care if there was any barrier, and rushed over to check Tan Jinghong's breath, which made her startled.

"Oh my God! You're not going to die..." Hei Ailin screamed in fright, and hurriedly grabbed his shoulder and shook it vigorously.

"Not dead." Jing Hong was shaken by Hei Ailin and almost died.

Hei Ailin blinked, grabbed the light stick stuck on the ground with his backhand, and stretched forward, almost poking Jing Hong's nose.

When she saw Jing Hong's face was pale, but he was still panting with his eyes open, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why were you out of breath just now? You scared me to death!" Hei Ailin patted his chest, but still looked at Jing Hong worriedly.

Jing Hong lowered his eyes and breathed intermittently, as if he was really going to die.

"Adjust your breathing." Jing Hong was struggling to speak now, Hei Ailin hurriedly fumbled in his pocket and took out an energy ball.

She handed it to Jing Hong, motioning him to eat.

(End of this chapter)