C112 Her Illness Seemed to be a Bit Bad

Lan Shumo entered the System Space. It was still a vast expanse of whiteness, but it made people feel safe.

"Detected a huge fluctuation from the host's spiritual sense, so the system forcefully called back the host. " Xiaoqing's explanation made Lan Shumo regain his senses from the huge wave of emotions. He panted heavily.

He pressed on his temple, which was violently beating, and suppressed the uneasiness and exhaustion. He said hoarsely, "What's going on?"

Xiaoqing shook his head. "I don't know about that. Maybe there is something or someone in this world that has affected your Spiritual Sense. "

After a moment of silence, he continued, "But I'm sure that this person or thing will merge with your spiritual sense. "

Lan Shumo frowned in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"In other words, the person or object that affects your spiritual sense will definitely be able to fuse with or fuse with your spiritual sense. If that person or object is able to fuse with you. . . If that person or object is able to fuse with you, then you will be in danger. Although there was a second possibility, judging from the situation just now, The possibility of you fusing with that thing is not high. " Xiaoqing's words caused Lan Shumo's heart to ring an alarm. He subconsciously pursed his lips.

Lan Shumo unconsciously rubbed his wrist and said in a deep voice, "Looks like this world needs to end this quickly. " Otherwise, no one would know how they would die here.

Xiaoqing was silent and tacitly agreed.

Xiaoqing's current ability wasn't so great that he could easily help Lan Shumo change the world plane, so he could only let Lan Shumo end the battle as soon as possible.

Seeing that "Lan Shumo" had already been carried into the bathroom by Ye Boshui on the crystal screen, Lan Shumo only hesitated for a moment before returning to the plane.

Inside the System Space, Xiaoqing looked at the situation on the crystal screen and slowly turned around. He looked up at the sky and pretended not to see anything.

But in his heart, he thought to himself, I didn't expect Host to have such a hobby. Why do I suddenly feel like I can take Host away with just one f * ck?

In the middle of the night, Ye Boshui had indeed tortured Lan Shumo. Lan Shumo suddenly woke up at night and found that his stomach was empty. He even made some sounds of protest and quietly got out of bed.

Unexpectedly, before his feet touched the ground, a pair of slender and powerful arms pulled him into their arms. The man put his head on his shoulder and exhaled.

"Where do you want to go?" Ye Boshui's voice was hoarse and charming because of exhaustion, which made Lan Shumo's heart tremble.

In order to maintain his image and integrity, he coughed lightly. After finding out that it was a false cover, he lowered his eyelids. "I. . . I'm a little hungry, I want to go to the kitchen to find some food. "

Ye Boshui did not mind and after an oh, his breathing slowed down a lot. After a while, Lan Shumo did not wait for Ye Boshui to do anything and was thinking whether he had fallen asleep.

He unburdened his arm from his waist, but it was not far away. Ye Boshui's arm seemed to have autonomy as it hugged Lan Shumo tightly.

This time, it was even tighter than before. When Lan Shumo almost couldn't breathe, Ye Boshui let go of his arm. At the same time, he heard the sound of getting up from the bed and wearing clothes behind him.

He looked back and didn't expect Ye Boshui to be wearing clothes. He seemed to catch Lan Shumo's eyes and smiled at him like a hooligan.

"Wait for me here. I'll go get you something to eat. " Although Ye Boshui's voice sounded like a hooligan, it was filled with love.

Lan Shumo's face once again became red, like a little rabbit. After being shocked, he immediately turned around and no longer sized up Ye Boshui.

Ye Boshui did not mind. He smiled and went to the kitchen to make some light side dishes for Lan Shumo to fill his stomach.